The Rage of BattleThe clash of Steel and Iron echoed across the barren wastes. Battle had ensued once more, or it never ended. Across the whole of the Blasted Lands, the Alliance and Horde seemed constantly fighting or defending against the Iron Horde. And now a small Skirmish along the road had Esria Moonfall once again pitting her axes against several of the blood thirsty orcs.The Rage of Battle by Trianya
Both Kaldorie and Orcs were stained with blood, Esria coated in a sheen of orcish blood from the assassin that lay lifeless behind her, while the pair of orcs before her were dripping with a mix of red human, blue draenei and dark elven blood. They laughed at her, they had the upper hand right now and both they and Esria knew it. She had been backed away from the rest of her group who were still fighting a short way down the road. The sound of metal colliding and spells being conjured still reached the trio as they prepared for combat.
It began suddenly as expected, one orc lunging at her. His face was curled into an expression
Into BattleInto Battle by Trianya
Esria rode through the swamplands with trepidation. She was approaching the battlefields, and even her mount could feel it. The moonsaber tensed as it padded over the damp bog soil. Esria ran her fingers over the hilt of her axes, knowing she was likely to need them soon. She was starting to see tohers, members of the alliance heading to the warfront themselves, from regiments of Stormwind Soldiers she passed, to rushing individuals speeding past her and her moonsaber on their own mounts.
It was those she saw returning from the front that worried her more though, bloody and battered. Soldiers moaned from the back of infirmary caravans, soaked in blood and badly wounded. Some still did not move at all, even with Priests and Druids tending to their bodies. Her eyes narrowed at the concept of what awaited her. But she could not turn back, she had to provide what aid she could.
She stepped into the barren waste of the Blasted lands soon after. They were aptly named, the red rocky earth ben
Informed OpinionsThe hours were waning into the cooler parts of the day. The gentle autumn temperatures seemed to contrast, in a way, with the warm light of the bold, golden colors that were beginning to set the western sky aflame. The sun stretched its impotently burning touch over the elves' gilded kingdom of eternal song and efflorescence, and in the courtyard between the Arcane Academy and the Temple of the Sun, it gleamed on the heads of two pointy-eared figures, who sat looking like femininely personified contrasts of night and day themselves.Informed Opinions by AranyaVerSarn
One wore the dark garb of a warlock, her silvery tresses falling in elegant waves around her shoulders, while the taller one's sleek black mane brushed lightly over the threads of her mage-robes and fell a little to one side with the tilt of her head.
"How long have you had this?" Shad'ara asked. Her fair, whiskery eyebrows twitched with intrigue as she regarded the crystalline object hovering in the empty space above the open palms of her friend's hands, s
Call of the Wolf'Run, Kill, Eat.'Call of the Wolf by Trianya
The voice thrummed in her head. Claws dug into stone as she scrambled up the short cliff face.
'Run, Kill, Eat.'
The voice insisted again as paws pushed across fallen leaves and grass. At leasr the first part was being obeyed.
'Run, Kill, Eat!'
The voice was fast becoming a roar in her mind. Claws tore through the bark of a tree, leaving deep gouges that oozed sap. She raised her dark furred muzzle to it before picking up anouther scent too..
The voice called her on, following her nose towards the scent. She couldnt focus, the roaring in her mind too loud. The simple tinkering girl had no clue what had happened, nor.could stop to focus to figure it out. All there was now was the voice plagueing her mind.
It was a blur, the dark haired woman had been sat working on fixing a trigger for one of the trapper's guns. The next moment she knew, the very same tracker fell upon her, changing, turning. And then the bite.
How she survived was also a blur, she had lit
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