More Musings at Dusk

[Mazguul]

Mazguul watched the sun setting over the river outside the small hut she called home in the Barrens. The river had turned a vivid red in the sunset as had the transparent Spirit Cat that lay by Mazguul's side - pretty in a brutal sort of way. Outside the hut, sleeping soundly were an old silver wolf, the ever faithful Bryaugh, and a small wolf pup, still unnamed.

The She-Orc's shaking hand lay on the cat's head, and Mazguul winced each time a hand spasmed or twitched of it's own accord. Her unusually blue eyes were focused on the distant sands of Durotar.

She liked it here in the Barrens, it was peaceful and so far from the wars that Mazguul had started to loath. Here, the voices in her head were silent, there were no spirit here to talk to her. In places like Garadar she could barely hear anyone speak let alone think for all the chattering spirits in her mind. Another place Mazguul struggled were mass graves where the spirits would beg to be returned home - Mazguul hated that she could not do anything to help them. Old internment camps, were always the hardest for Mazguul to walk around for there was so much pain there - Hammerfall had been torturous.

Mazguul was sure that if she had been trained as a Shaman she would not have such a problem.

All in all, this was a rather normal evening for her. Ravage, the spirit cat, was talking to her. All the cat's words fell straight into Mazguul's head - so once again Mazguul looked like she was talking to herself.

"Shut up" she grumbled at the cat "s'nuttin'"

For the past few weeks Mazguul had become even more reclusive and insular, completely insecure with her abilities... she couldn't even hold a gun any more without the fires of pain forcing her to drop the weapon after a few minutes.

This insecurity had caused her to turn down the chance to partake in Om'riggor. She could still hear Osan's words regarding her not taking part - he had been right, it would have been good for her to have at least attempted the rite of passage, yet she could not bring herself to embarrass herself so pathetically in front of the entire Tribe. Mazguul recalled a number of Orcs saying the same thing, even Vargosh the Mok'Nathal - it was odd in her eyes that any of them would make a comment, she was without honour or social standing, why would or should they care?

"I said shut up" the She-Orc growled again that the spirit cat - obvious the cat had said something to Mazguul again.

Mazguul removed her garments with her feet, she just couldn't use her hands well enough to take off her clothes any more. She stood with a grunt and ambled down to the river to swim, wading in and knowing that if a crocolisk was swimming nearby the Spirit Cat would warn her in enough time.

The cool water brought a smile to the She-Orc's green lips and she dived straight under, coming to the surface she shook her deep purple mane a little dryer and ran her shivering fingers through her locks of hair. Laying on her back, floating quite comfortably, Mazguul looked up at the red scorched clouds.

"Not listening!!!" she snarled back to the spirit cat - Ravage was one spirit who's voice she could never remove from her mind.

While Mazguul took her time doing nothing at all, Ravage paced along the water's edge, the two pin points of light she had for eyes searching for any signs of something that might decide the She-Orc would make an attractive meal.

Hours passed and Mazguul emerged from the water to drip dry in the dusk. Ravage went back to silently watching. For a while longer there was calm silence, Mazguul even started a fire, the two wolves wandered over to get the benefit of warmth in the cold air, the spirit cat turned her head to look to her orc companion, Mazguul's eyes narrowed and then...

"I AIN'T!!!" she screamed at the cat. "HE NOT BE THAT GROM-DAMNED FERTILE!!!!" Mazguul paused as she blinked "I hope... hey!"

Ravage causally licked her paws, pleased that Mazguul was so easy to tease.

(( Was bored... so I give you a rather boring Maz brain hiccup... meh, just gave me something to do even if this post doesn't tell anyone anything *giggle* ))

[Vargosh]

Nice written!

Even tho didn't make too much sense. :<

Atleast I was named. But I'm not odd.

I'm just a warmongering bloodthirsty sick bastard Mok'Nathal.
=3

[Mazguul]

I've tried to make it make more sense to someone who knows nothing of the very odd she-orc named Mazguul.

Maz might be able to hide how weird she is when interacting with the orcs of the Tribe but here on the forums I can go into greater depth.

Mazguul simply doesn't see or hear things the way every other orc does - so what I write is what she thinks and that might be very different from reality

I just wish I was good enough at writing for folk to understand me.

Anyways - I think this will be the last one I ever write. I can never figure out how to show Mazguul's weirdness 'in game'.... was thinking of scrapping her for good. I'm sure Osan wouldn't even notice she was missing

[Vargosh]

Nyee! Don't scrap her you mad thing!

We need she-orcs.. D:

We need Mazguul. D:

[Morgeth]

Mazguul always added alot to me as far as RP goes, a very important addition to the tribe. This game is however about having fun, and you should always try to make sure that you have that. I'd advice you to not let go of Mazguul, simply because I don't want you to, but maybe try and alter the bits that you are not pleased with. In what direction would you like to see her go, for example? It doesn't have to be confined by the tribe, or anything. When I had a hard time with Morgeth, she took a different route than the current one, and I ended up leaving the Sixty Thieves. Never regretted that, to be honest.

But mlurr. *hugs* Just rest assured that you're a fun RP'er and Mazguul is a very interesting character.

[Vargosh]

Yarr.

True words.

Try and change things, see how it goes, experiment with the possibilites.
That is how we keep in motion and learn.

And if you find it dull, make a second char, use both regulary.

"Get the best of two worlds."

[Mazguul]

I had hoped to go down the whole 'spiritual orc' route - but as everyone has been so, like, busy recently it's been near impossible to sort out. That's my own fault as well to be honest Plus, people see a hunter not a shaman so it's rather difficult to break that stereotype, I have noticed.

I shall keep aiming for it of course I had also hoped to go down the 'mother' route but, um, I kinda didn't want to seem like I'm copying! Silly, right? I shall spare some thought to changing the bits that annoy me too - just got to be careful not to turn her into a completely different character though. Need to get her damned hands sorted! Here shammy shammy shammy!

Perhaps a second character would help *nod nod* Thankies for your thoughts and as per usual the sound advise *huggles and goes back to the wine*

We shall see

[Kozgugore]

I know the whole business with the shamanism hasn't been very rapid just yet, and I suppose I was quite busy with a lot of things too. Concerning that, just don't be afraid to poke the Koz in-game should you ever want a talk or something like it in-game though. I suppose the whole holiday thing's got something to do with it as well, everyorc having stuff to do in the holiday and the patch stuff and all. Don't be afraid to ask or involve others, because we're all here for the RP in the end! (At least I certainly hope so o.<)

Anyway, this thread is about the story! Which quite frankly is good! Didn't ever really suspect anyone's stories were a chain of useless brainfarts, really. It's always nice to see some IC happenings and thoughts!

[Mazguul]

Thanks, Koz

I'm never too sure about my writing style I admit - that goes for the Open RP's I indulge in on the WoW RP forums too *nod nod* That you thought this was good is encouraging and thank you again.

Don't you worry - when things have quietened down (or become more active depending on how you look at it) Mazguul will be yelping for the Chief Probably something along the lines of 'I Can't take it any more! Crave my head in, I don't care, just doooooo something to get the voices out of my brain! I don't want my mate thinking I'm a basket case!' And other such pathetic wailings