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kil jaden and sargeras have been together quite a while married couples call it the 7 year itch I think
although this would be the 7 milliena itch. I heard rumors sargeras hasn't brought kil jaden flowers or even asked about his day in aaaaaaages. understandable they have broken up.

new patch trailer looks good

I may have had a some drink but this is tthe greatest theme tuneto ever theme

[Homecoming Part 2]

Homecoming Part 2

Arkail looked up from his journal and gazed at his surroundings he was on a zeppelin bound for Dalaran the city of mages. He felt this was the right time to venture to Dalaran and with a letter of recommendation from Pembroke and invitation to legitimately train in Dalaran what better time was there?. The world ending must of made them desperate indeed he thought, which made him smirk much to the confusion of the Goblin zeppelin helmsman.

“What you grinning at bub?”  

To which Arkail ignored Goblins still vexed him somewhat. He looked out over the side of the zeppelin the wind howled and gulls could be heard cawing in the distance below the clouds. He continued his scribbling noting his situation, his surroundings, the passengers and crew as he always has an old habit he pondered now. What had become of the Red Blades? He sensed or rather hoped in his own way they were still alive somewhere in the world or perhaps they had fled to Outland back to Garadar? The link had been quiet for a while now, but it always gave him a headache regardless so he welcomed the silence. The thought of why that shamanistic blessing always bothered him so much he never did get to root of, it mildly vexed him, a question unanswered, now possibly forever. He knew if there was such a thing as afterlife, he’d meet his tribe again, but now was not the time. He had an opportunity to see and train in Dalaran and the legion be damned if the world ending was going to stop him. He had heard tales from Gridish and Sadok of its wonders, endless libraries untold relics of lore.

A roar of some creature below the clouds broke Arkail’s train of thought an unholy demonic howl, they were close to the broken shore now Dalaran’s current location. The clouds parted briefly and a green hued corrupted land appeared, a cold pang of fear shot though Arkail he shook his head and returned to his scribbling, “no sense dwelling on such nonsense” he mumbled.

Another rough growl shouted out this time in Orcish

“Staging area for Dalaran folks end of line, we thank you for flying with me the great Gabblefitz Skycaptain of the Trade Prince’s bounty please  take all belongings with you as all will be considered property of the Bounty once you depart finders keepers no backsides we wish you a good and jolly visit to Dalaran, feel free to ask us about are life insurance policy and will making. Now is the time you get a feel set of quills just for enquiring!”

Arkail sighed and tried to ignore the yelling, he departed and entered the city of Dalaran.

A stern elderly human man draped in purple wearing the tabard of the Kirin Tor stopped him as he passed gripping his arm with a surprising strength.

“Blastblade, Arkail, Orc. Magister Pembroke’s recommendation? You’ll be following me... now.... Can you understand me Orc.. Do you understand Common or shall i get you a picture book?

Arkail blinked his good eye. “I understand you fine, though i speak it as little as i can help it.”
Without so much as a reaction the old human spun on his heel and walked off. a prod in Arkail’s back from two heavily armed guards who nearly audibly crackled and hummed with arcane energy pushed him forward.

“Charming” Arkail said under his breath. I should fit in fine, just fine.

And relax. do a phd they said it isnt that bad they said. After a week from hell i shall have this on repeat.

yucky pretty elf'sies.


p.s your artwork has really gone from strength to strength, amazing

Neigh, here's another old old old joke only warcraftivised then

So a Orc and a Goblin are scouting part of the Broken Shore on a top-secret mission. They're going though this really nasty fog and eventually begin to climb up and out of it; over a hill, they reach the top only to see thousands of demons staring at them to which the Goblin says "Geez bub that's a lot of demon i am scared!" To which the Orc replies you think that's scary When this is over, i have to go back down through that fog by myself!"

Have a machinma

A man walks into a horse bar. Why the short face, asks the horse bartender. The man begins crying. He is the last human left on horse world.

start with a classic then

yo mama so fat chain lightning hits her all times

Has there really been 9 of these?

Well i dont know, here is a post of a damp lamp post...

*dreamy sigh*

I agree with Krogon and Therak. 10-11 years for a guild has to be rare in its self let alone for a rp guild. I voted hiatus but still playing. Arkail as a character has come to a natural conclusion i think he has plateaued.  I will be taking a break from rp for the foreseeable future maybe inspiration will strike me again, I have taken a year or so off rp before.

Its best i think for the guild to end the way it began. If it never comes back well then we have all been part of something special if it does even if the players have changed all the better and i wish it all the best.

Here's my btag (despite my reluctance to use it) if any wish to stay in contact
CptCokecan#2689

why are mages always so polite?

Training in Manas are given to them from an early age

Speaking of tanks, why did the guardian druid quit raiding?

He couldnt bear the pressure