A few descriptionsThe valley was like a blanket of vegetation; spread thinly over miles of bumps and crevices, cracks and hills – every other spot was shaded with the colour of rows of plant life. Vegetables, fruit, flowers and even livestock dotted almost every segment of the heart of the Pandaren dinner table – it produced a musky scent that seemed to permeate the entirety of the valley, and a cacophony of insects, animals and the swaying of the trees and vegetation rang in an ephemeral harmony. It was a symphony of colours, sounds and lights.
As he crested the brow of a tall hill in the valley, a small hamlet came into view beneath him. The plains rolled for another mile or so until he would arrive and find some scant solace in the inn. A drink, some warm food – something spicy, perhaps – and then he could bare to face the self-dubbed “problem solver”.
As he stretched out, his gaze was stolen by the sky and the clouds that inhabited it. Each was a fluffy little
Character Study - Thestas DuskcryShe turned her face slightly away as if to hide the right side of her face. She had pretty features; mousy brown hair and a nervous smile that seemed more borne of courtesy than genuine happiness. She stood straight, though not proudly. It took her a moment to word her response.
“Oh, um-… Yes, I believe he’s about here somewhere.” Another smile, more shy than the first.
She answered, turning her head to look toward the other girl. It took all of Rafaiel’s presence of mind not to wince at the scars that lined the side of her face that she revealed. They rippled like the surface of disturbed water, and were warped alike the bumpy surface of a leather tome.
“Doesn’t that hurt?” She climbs the stairs one at a time, settling next to Rafaiel at the top step and sitting, her eyes captivated by the injury.
“Well, yes,” he murmurs, raising a hand to brush along the inflammation that surrounded the cut. “You rather get used t
Character study - Saphitia SunfeatherI've been writing a novel recently about the events in some RP that I'me involved in. I've really enjoyed re-imagining one character in particular - Saphitia Sunfeather - so I thought I'd show off a few of her quotes. She is an agent of the Spire who ensures capitulation of citizens of Quel'thalas. Here she is interrogating a prisoner. Arrows mean there's a separate paragraph being shown.
“The Kingdom has need of men without any aspirations. We need less men like you – free thinkers, philanthropists – and more of those who are willing to sweat for their dinner. Look at you; these days, all you do is sit in the darkness for yours. You sit and stink.”
“You’ve been here two months. In that time, I have learned nothing new – but you can still help me.” She lowered herself onto her haunches, still pressing against the cage with a hand extended towards him. “You know Arthaleon Duskbinder, do you not?”
He nodded mutely, ignoring
Poetry RQLooking out onto a cold world from the comfort of a padded window seat,
Her mind fogs itself, a steam rising from thoughts of warmth and heat,
Yet asleep she finds the padded comfort freeze, sticking there,
Bound not by the outside breeze, but a cold within.
Stiff fingers toil stiff field, seeds sewn upon fallow ground,
The soil rotten, all seed devoured by worms and strangled
By bramble. Stiff winds blow the heat of the south,
But thick fog covers all with freezing droplets.
The window seat points north, the cushions and window a lie,
The warmth hidden amidst the trees and buried beneath the ice.