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[Saphra] Crash

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It had been easy to slip out of the makeshift infirmary despite the ever-watchful eyes of the healers. She had a talent for escape, that much she had learned from her slowly returning memories. The oldest ones, the ones that ought to have been the most shadowed, were starting to reform in her mind now like splotches of clouds coming together before a storm. She could remember now -- remember! -- many similar flights out into the wilds despite her brother’s commands. She could see him too: proud and tall, eyes that rarely flashed with emotion. He scolded her for being too open with her feelings and being too forward with others. He punished her for running away from their settlements even though she always tried to explain herself. Yet she remembered loving him. The words ran through her mind - I love him even though he doesn’t understand me.

One day he will.

Highmaul night 2, Sunday January 11th, 6:30 PM MST

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Second night of ogrewhompin!

Highmaul! Saturday January 10th, 6:30 PM MST!

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We begin raiding highmaul this very week! Minimum ilvl requirements will be 625, with a 630 weapon.

Sunday Throne of Thunder, 6:30 PM MST SIX THIRTY PEE EMM January 4th, 2015

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THIS RAID IS AT 6:30 PM! THIS RAID IS AT 1830 HOURS! And we're whomping throne of thunder because it was made and populated entirely by poopy heads.

We are Unanimous

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Jormund approached the shield and removed the covers to touch it directly. 

Happy New Year (Pinapple)

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She slumped into her bed, feeling heavy and exhausted. A large part of her hated what she did, wanted to take back that evening, feel the warmth of that lovely woman curled up beside her.

Earn it

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Pin walked up the road from the gate, trying to navigate her way through carts of goods, talbuks, and artillery being wheeled all about the compound.


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As promised: We are doing a siege of orgrimmar achievement run before starting our official raid schedule. I had hoped to do this sooner, but my awful december of tragedy sorta threw things off.

Workshop Delivery

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Nira was making several adjustments to the large walker frame that resided in the workshop, Some modifications had to be made to the building due to its height which while slowing down the project had been necessary. The Shaman hung from one hip while her spanner clanked.

Several workers hauled in a box to the workshop looking at a sheet before shouting, “Order for, Madam Nirahsa!?”

[Saphra] Awakening

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Those first days were some kind of waking dream to her; above the rush of her fevered mind, she could hear the murmur of voices and feel the prickly weight of blankets upon her slight form. She knew she was somewhere - but where? The name Elodor flitted through her head like a moth only to incinerate in another burst of fever. It was an odd sensation. She was distantly aware of the ministrations of the healers but she felt removed from it all, much like a ghost among the living. Her only solace was when the darkness would take her again and the discomforting feeling of being and yet not being faded into oblivion.


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Jormund intended to apologize to Rhiswyn for what he said but preparations needed to be made first… This is why he was riding through Nagrand at full speed straight to the Easwind Gulch, there was

Old Soldiers and Second Chances

It was almost evening when Harrigan arrived at Shattrath. He started from Auchindoun that morning, figuring the cross-country ride would be good for the elekk that rumbled steadily beneath him. He let Scrap have his head for the most part, which sadly led to exploring every new plant, stream, and defile they passed near. His back regretted his decision and the rest of him was ready to agree.

Me, Myself and Nirahsa

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Nirahsa leaned over as she worked on the circuitry inside a rather large armored joint. Gyrospanner clanking while she worked a dull thud being heard at times when her small horns thudded in the confined space.

“That’s an interesting part, yes yes, is it a leg or arm or maybe a big claw, yes yes?” A rather inquisitive voice came from behind Nira, causing her to jolt in surprise and panic. Slamming her head against a steel rod and biting her lip to muffle her outcry. She remained still for several moments but didn’t pull her head out of the inside of the mechanism.

Reason and Instinct

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Jormund asked Anwyna, a blood elf, to give him a clean bill of health so Alynore could be assured that his arm won`t fall off in the middle of an operation.

Weapons Test

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Nira groaned as she pulled the wrench back, tightening the nut securing the device to the framework. Armored plates obscured most of the internals that made up the jointed device. She set the large wrench aside while drawing in a breath a light sheen of sweat covering her body. A goggled gnome dragged several cables over hooking them into place even as the Dwarf Delnar made a few adjustments to a thick plate of true iron that was secured onto a separate scaffold.