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Strive to be Better

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“Go away!” Nirahsa screamed as a massive stream of bolts arced down from the inky black abyss above, completely enveloping Asharin with a thunderous boom. As the flash cleared, Asharin while looking scorched still stood.

“I WON’T BE IGNORED!” Asharin shouted back at the shaman while stomping her hoof into the ground, rocky spikes shot out of the black below to impale Nira, causing her to cry out briefly. As they crumbled away however she stumbled and remained standing despite looking bloody from the blow.

Saturday Night Garrosh Slam, 6:30 PM MDT

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Abusing Alalandaria's lock for multiple garrosh kills. List which alts you want to do garrosh on for maximum heirloomosity!

It is what it is.

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I sat.  arms outstreched in the newly forged armor.  Bright golds, and blue cloth filled in spaces.  the tabard fit across my chest plate with ease.


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Nirahsa shifted and squirmed as she laid on the bed in the Exodar. Back in the quarters she’d been given originally. Her blue form was covered in a sheen of sweat her breath quick even in her sleep the tinkerer suffering a fever as stim withdrawal set in. Eyes closed as she slept fitifully hands grabbing and gripping at the sheets, movements restricted by the shackles on her wrists and ankles.


Inside Nirahsa’s head the inky black abyss swirled, broken up by tendrils of color that wisped through it. A moment passed and several large objects started floating in the abyss, Nira’s workshop, Daci’s house, the exodar in the distance. Gears and cogs turned and floated around in seemingly random patterns as if moved by the non-existent wind.


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“So there we were, fighting a few orcs. One of them cracked his axe against my head. Broke my goggles; I felt the enchants just melt. I got knocked to the ground, cuz ow. Axe came back down, I rolled out of the way, felt something go THUNK and come loose and for a minute thought I'd lost part of my skull and hadn't realized it yet. Nope; just my hair.” Alynore took a swig of her drink, listening to the music in the Blue Recluse.


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The Alliance troops patrolled through the area looking to keep the Iron horde from establishing a foothold in this section of the Blasted lands. The group consisted of a line of footmen followed by dwarvish riflemen and even several night elf priestess’s. Everyone was alert and on the lookout for any surprise ambushes looking to not be caught unaware.

Nowhere is Safe

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She stumbled into the cave leaving a small trail of blue blood behind her as the tinkerer gripped her right arm. She glanced back before clenching a fist while forcing the elements to respond, the earth shuddering as the entrance was swallowed up in rocks with only a few places for the light to peek through. Moving over to a rock the shaman slumped down on it before again trying to heal the wounds she’d suffered, but finding that no matter how she shouted she just couldn’t control the slippery water element finely enough to do anything at all about her injuries.

Monsters in my head

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"The color shouldn't matter.  Orcs are ORCS" 


Dar's Thursday Siege pre-clear, October 23rd, 7 PM MDT

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Posting this for Dar!

Weekend Siege of Orgrimmar, October 25/26th, 6:30 PM MDT

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Gonna smash and grab to get loot and heirlooms! We'll hopefully be able to use Ivi's trick to get many of them indeed.

The Process

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Inner/Outer World

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Nirahsa frowned a moment as she looked off at the horizon, a small wisp of smoke rising where Lakeshire would be.  Her tendrils shifted erratically belying the draenei’s nervousness. News had come of an Orc raiding party in the Redridge Mountains and Dacianna had gone to investigate. She didn’t know why she worried, a small band of Orcs wasn’t going to stop Daci.

[Drogar] Passing the Torch

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The large hall, dug out from stone and reinforced with steel, looked very different from its normal status as a construction bay. Machinery replaced by granite benches, and industrial lighting replaced by great braziers and glorious banners hanging on the wall, and a great orange carpet forming a walkway leading to an old, scorched altar.

Horde is Horde

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The Swamp of Sorrows was eerily quiet, which was putting the Horde convoy on edge as their wagon moved along the road having left Bog Paddle earlier in the day heading towards Stonard with supplies destined for Vol’jin’s forces that were helping to hold back the Iron Horde.  Not only was the wagon weighted down with equipment but so was the Kodo that pulled it.  Convoy guards flanked both sides of the wagon their gaze scanning the road and the swamp.

In the Mountain [Elmire]

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(( I've been meaning to post this all day, but kept forgetting. This obviously happens right after the Iron Horde start coming. ))