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  • Overseeing the Forest

    The fading, falling sun began to shine just over the ridges of the mountain in the distance, most of the trees keeping the beams of light from falling anywhere near the Seninel, aside from one, which shined right into his eyes for what seemed like an eternity.The Marksman sighed as he rested on the ...
  • Stomach In Knots

    Attention.That is what the Forsaken wanted.The Marksman sat upon his hippogryph, letter in hand as he rolled he between his fingers, the ink having since been smeared since he had recieved it, and the box from Sarah Tinderspeck.Kanta Wildsabre had burned both the box and it’s contents the mome...
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  • To Vandrian Blooddrake

    *To Vandrian Blooddrake, of the Wolves of Norgannon* The following letter and package do not seem to have a return address, although the package appears to be wrapped in the finest of wrapping papers, dark purple with runes of ancient history that only symbolize the greatest of treasure. When ...
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  • Sweet Dreams

    Anarial Mistglaive rested in bed, a large glass of water set aside by the nightstand and plenty of blankets and pillows provided to the sleeping Druidess. The woman had recently recovered from a curse of the Emerald Nightmare and was now finally getting her well deserved rest. Her eyes moved in REM ...
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  • Ultimatum

    Kanta Wildsabre sat with worry upon a bed not of his own. He was stuck in Stormwind for some time, waiting for his mission to work in his favor. Telpeka updated Kanta briefly over Anarial's condition, but so far there had been no update this evening. No update on his children, nor his betrothed...
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  • To Ephasia Isobel

    Isobel,   Good tidings to you and your new order. Although I am not a fan of Janderius due to reasonings of him studying in the arcane, medics and fighters are always needed for any force.     I thank you for tending to the Druid, whomever it may be.   I now stay between Mo...
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  • To Justicar Arialynn Maewood

    [The letter appears to be sealed with purple wax, a Nightsaber claw can be seen in imprinted to seal the letter]   Arialynn,   My fiance's illness is not something that can be divided, I cannot allow her to simple lay around like this in this pain, in this torture. I will be taking ten...
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  • No More Serenity

    Worry and doubt clouded Kanta’s mind as he carried in his love. She slept in his arms, her head nestled close into his shoulder as the two had returned from Ashenvale after a night of Anarial’s nightmares, and a scary moment for the Marksman.Kanta had watched her descend from the sky and...
  • A Moment of Peace

    A heavy sigh escaped the Kaldorei’s lips as he sat at the edge of the bed, the moonlight from above the small valley of Moonglade shining down and through the open windows down on the floor just before Kanta’s feet. The Night Elf held his head in his hands, rubbing at his grizzly, unshav...
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  • Marksman: XII

    After a week of being in a coma, forced into it by my injuries by the one known as “The Voice” I am now awake and home in Moonglade.Anarial and I left early this morning, she seemed concerned of my health the entire time, as a slight grasp of muscle atrophy to my legs had made it difficu...
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