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  • Beginning of Children's Week

    Shattrath. Still a place Mosur was not comfortable coming back to, now the second time in seventy-five years. He was here for a much better reason this time though. Merry was here with him too. She didn’t have to come, but he didn’t mind the company.“You’ll have to lead I don...
  • One More Drink

    See how easily you are pushed aside? It’s okay she was leaving anyway. Xodius left, Merry told you she was leaving, Shame disappeared. Who do you have left? Shrewsbury? He’s been quite the recluse are you sure he’s even still around? Oh there is Maewood still, but she doesn’t...
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  • Ask More of Him

    Mosur woke slowly, the morning air was cool and chilled the ear not meeting the pillow. He turned his head over, he was sleeping on his stomach, how odd. The hour was still early and so he closed his eyes for more rest. How he hadn’t had any nightmares that had pulled him into the waking world...
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  • Something To Focus On

    Mosur sat on the edge of the bed his fingers picking through a tangle in his hair they had found while he idly thought. Merry and Shrewsbury, quite the pair...looked like they would rather be at each others throats. He sighed a little and laid back on the bed putting an arm behind his head. It had b...
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  • Monster

    Written in Draenei Many things happened the past night and yet again it seems the most trivial of those things is the one I best understand. There are few people that would agree with me, though their reasons are tainted. The trial of Xeris...Subigo Rex occurred. This was by far the shortest of a...
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  • Looking For Enemies

    Mosur tugged the journal from the pocket of his robe and flipped to the back. He had started keeping a sheet or two of paper folded there for letters or notes on such occasions as this. He didn’t need to write the letter he was thinking of now, but it was on his mind after the events of the pa...
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  • An Answer Found

    The draenei sat in a bed he’d rented for the night. This one was firm, not as worn in as others, but it was not the floor and it was not a chair. He shifted and leaned back against the headboard propping himself up. His old eyes traced over a blank page in his journal.   Acherus, one of...
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  • Price of Freedom

    All things have a price Seeker.                                             &nb...
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  • How it Should have Happened [OOC Lulz]

    This is not a true story, but wouldn't it be funny Mosur spoke with Xodius more or less going over his time in Dragonblight and the events that really occurred there. It was not the easiest thing but it was done. They parted ways, Xodius had a wedding to get to after all.“Now Maewood.” ...
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  • Smolder

    smol·der A fire that is burning slowly without a flame. Mosur opened his eyes, it was a familiar scene. He was in the Temple again, Karabor. As it was each time before it was perfect, beautiful, and again as each time before he was not in his room. This scene was old, but it played over an...
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