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The Campfire / From Seed to Sapling
January 16, 2018, 11:46:48 PM
From Seed to Sapling

The Cataclysm. One of the most destructive events I had ever borne witness to. When Deathwing erupted forth from the earth he brought with him a wake of destruction and carnage. The skies burned red, the earth churned and split into gargantuan chasms, and the waters heaved into towering waves of death and mayhem.
I stood and watched, helplessly as the world I had fought for many times was being shattered beneath my very feet. I wished to bright my shield to its defense but the task was beyond me. Impossible. So I was forcefully resigned to be that of a spectator for the worlds mounting pain.

But this woe did not go unnoticed, as earth was plunged into despair and anguish, it was drawn upon my pure wish to defend it. My woe was their woe, their pain was my pain.
Within me they saw potential, an orc that was willing to defend that which he held dear at all costs but not reckless enough to throw themselves to oblivion.
It was then that it began to watch me, follow me. Throughout the years since that dreadful day it has had me under its gaze and was testing my ability to remain true to those feelings.
When Ragnaros threatened our people with his fiery allies and Deathwing burned the skies, I stood with members of the horde, shoulder to shoulder. Willing to die to defend those who would become our future.

When the mists surrounding Pandaria lessened and Garrosh was corrupted by old gods. I let go of my clan ties to stand against that which would threaten more than just beyond myself.
When the portal turned red, and orcs from another Draenor began to flood our world. I worked with people I would have called my enemies to beat back a greater foe.
And when the demons came, I stood with my people and defended those that I could from the perils of the demonic invasions.
Now, as I stand here looking up at a face of pure, fiery rage I am once again filled with a similar feeling. Helplessness. As the sword is plunged deep into the earth it felt as if time had stopped and I was to watch this being I could not stand against wound that which I hold dear.

Then the voice came.

“Seven years ago a similar event drew my gaze to you.”

Shock jolted through me, I was being watched? How did I not notice? Why are they here now?
I turned to face my observer but found nothing but trees frozen in the wind. Where are they and what do they want?

“I can tell you have questions, and you will find your answers now, or in time.”

The mysterious voice’s presence was there now. I could feel what I had never felt for the past seven years. A faint lingering gaze too subtle to notice unless its presence was made known.

“Once again the world cries out under great pain, as do I”

What does that mean? As to answer my question the ground quacked and shifted. The rock and dirt lifted and congregated into an earthen form of floating stone and mud. The earth elemental was imposing but not in an oppressive way.

“Now, as then, the very earth is sundered but there is more on the horizon”

A brief glimpse. A wound swarmed by two large masses. One red and one blue. The wound seems to be bleeding and these masses are clawing for it. Sometimes the red overwhelms the blue, but other times the blue overwhelms the red. It was gone again in a flash but I understood.

“The future holds not peace, but turmoil. Even now as the earth itself is being assaulted by a being greater than you or I”

The future holds no peace. Not now, not ever. As long as we Orcs draw breath our enemies will seek to wipe us from this world and we will fight for our right to exist. This world needs to be shared, but it’s not big enough for everyone.

“Your superiors and theirs will return to their deep-seated rivalries and bring arms up against one another. You must endure.”

It speaks truths. War is a certainty. I cannot let myself be overcome by it. A warrior is not born, it is made and those warriors bare their scars. This world bares many scars and this will be another it shall wear triumphantly.
The elemental shifts, the presence shifts with it. An aura of certainty, and stability replaces its once imposing presence.

“I know that my trust, and my blessing was not misplaced. Turn now, face that which you fear with my blessing and my backing. That of earth”

I turn as it speaks, looking up at the face of hatred that I now know is Sargeras, dark titan of the burning legion, and feel not fear, or hopelessness, but a sense of purpose. But I have so many questions. They fill my mind. Turning I go to ask.

But there is nothing.

No sign that there ever was anything.

You will find your answers now, or in time.

In time it is, I turn back, as I was before the visions. My gaze fixated upon the blade that is being thrusted into the world I have fought for many times before.
Time begins anew. But things have changed. I feel a sense of hope for the future and I know there is more to this, I can feel it now.
Off Topic / Scarlet Monastery - Library (Books and shit)
February 03, 2017, 03:30:43 PM
Books! Who doesn't love a good book right? I love me some good books and am on the lookout so lets go book worms, whatcha reading? Good/bad? Recommended? Avoid like the plague?

Warcraft Illidan - Probably one of the 1st books I actually read through and enjoyed. It wasn't too bad but there's a moment in the book, if you've read it you know about it, that you just cant help but laugh at. 5/7

Rise of the Lich King - I love me some Arthas, even had a DND character inspired by him. Knowing a bit more about what shapped everyones favourite emo paladin is nice. 6/7

Rise of the Horde - So Ner'zhul wasn't always a bad guy huh, very nice on the background of the Orcs, may have followed Durotan a bit more than I would have liked but still a dank read. Dunno why I need to tell you all as I was probably the only person who didn't read it. 6/7

Through the Dark Portal - I always wondered why Teron Gorefiend was a human surrounded by fel orcs, and now I know and it's pretty cool. enjoyed the majority of the book. 5/7

Lord of the Clans - Makes my least favorite character in the whole of Warcraft a shit load more bearable and less of a mary sue. Can see how Thrall is shaped which is also a plus. 5/7

The Last Guardian - Not Horde related! A shocker right? But still a pretty good read. Enjoyable, can see why Khadgar is an old man in like his 30's and a little insight into Garona.

Traveler - Supposedly a kids book, but a pretty nice one at that. An adventure around Ferelas after the wreck of a ship. Quite the nice read. Book feels great to hold and is very pleasing to look at 5/7

Chronicle I - History of Azeroth, and a damn good way of telling it too. Maps, charts, cosmology, it's really nice and looks amazing on the shelf. Cant wait for Chronicle II 6/7

Metro 2033 - After playing Metro Last light I enjoyed the game so much that I decided to pick up the book. The book really does push the dystopian, post-nuclear war feel with a dash of paranormal. Really nice read 5/7

Metro 2034 - To clash with 2033 is 2034, I didn't really finish this book. Got about 1/2 way and it didn't grab me enough to keep me interested. Too much jumping around and hard to keep track of everything. 2/7

EVE: Source - Ho ly shit. I fucking love the EVE universe. It's the one game that I have a great interest in even after I stopped playing it. I picked this up and didn't expect it to go into so much detail about every NPC faction and important person, even goes into detail of the EVE gate which is amazing. If you like EVE you'll like this. 7/7

Empires of EVE - a small fortune of a book, had to be imported. Details the events that transpired from the launch of EVE Online, from the Northern Wars, the Southern clashes in Stain and Curse, all the way up to the fall of BoB and the Rise of Goons. A great read even better when you realise it's all done by real people and not constructed. 7/7

Bounty Hunters Code - Love me some sci-fi bounty hunting. Good read, goes over thier laws and what they do and the like. Didn't read the bit about the mandalorians but the rest was a nice read. 5/7

The Book of Sith - Now I'm not too into star wars but it was a nice read as I'm more interested in Sith and Bounty Hunters than anything else. Mentions the major players like Plagueis and Malgus and how they came to be. Midichlorians. 5/7

Volo's Guide to Monsters - Now you're probably thinking. Why did you read a DND expansion book? But let me tell you, getting juicy bits of personality of monsters like hags, beholders and Yuan-ti is real nice. Like how beholders are born and what they're like. I love it both as a read and as a DND addition. 7/7

Recently picked up Neuromancer as it's supposedly a super good book that shaped Cyberpunk as a genre and I love me some cyberpunk.
Will update when read.
Off Topic / Behold, Scripture!... OOC stories
August 22, 2016, 03:37:42 AM
So, I did a search (A small one, it's currently like 2am or some shit) and didn't see a place specifically for OOC related writings. SO IN MY TIRED STATE OF PERPETUAL IDIOCY I WROTE SOMETHING

*Clears throat*

War calls.
As it often does in these lands, with our people. But this time the drums of war beat not to sate our infallible hunger for battle, and glory, but due to pull back our people, all people, from the very brink of extinction.

The skies grow ever darker as the storms roll in fuelled by the chaotic powers of that on innumerable winged beasts that taint the very sky they disgrace with their presence and the souls of the damned and the lost ascend into the gaping maw of the void for them to feast upon eternally.

We march, we ride. This is no foreign custom to us. Columns of steel, blood and bone line the dirt paths that litter the barren landscapes that were carved by our very hands. The metallic tinge of spilt blood clung heavily on the nostrils of men, and the minds of dogs.

We were no stranger to what these foul abominations could unleash. Their barrage of magic’s twisting the very form of those misfortunate enough for it to be called upon. Teeth bladed like the serrated edge of intimidating and torturous weapons carved by those with a hunger for the suffering of others.

But this did not phase us, we were born of blood and molded by steel . Our lives, our very being, is shaped by the endless flow of battle. The bodies of the fallen littering the ground like fallen wheat, buried and forgotten beneath the footprints of an every waging war.

But this time it differs. The enemy is not the pale skin of a man but the blackened scales and hides of a far more foul being. They seek to end us and all those who grace this very land and we stand together. Former enemies in the face of our very destruction, defiantly.

Time changes many things, enemies now allies, living now dead, but there is one thing no time nor action could ever change…

War calls.

I prefer to write in small chunks because setting a small scene is what I like to do.

This was obviously inspired somewhat by Legion Invasions.


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