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a multimuse blog for my wow ocs, written by aida <3 please read rules/skim through characters before interacting!

[adventures-echoes]

@ adventures-echoes

Hi hi! Aida here with a WoW multimuse rp blog for my various ocs that spawn as I make new alts to level!

➳ 18+ due to my age + various themes of the game + chars! ➳ Not spoiler free! ➳ Character carrds based on TRP3 ➳ Screenshots for blog theme + promo comm'd from Charlotte Fizzles(Moon Guard) | dash icon is a raffle comm from @/kittenrex on discord | theme icon is a ToA request from @/poodleart on discord

Carrd ↔ Tags (TBA)

[starlit-heir]

rises from the dead for .4 seconds to say that, noticeably, i havent been on tumblr much on either account of mine. if anyone still wants to rp with me, im on discord

[solaetis]

Thancred awoke with a grim headache, as though the weight of the world rested solely upon his brow. The haze of confusion lingered in his mind, only intensified by the unfortunate realization that he was bereft of clothing. A situation that had befallen him for the third time now, much to his chagrin, and with no small thanks to the mischievous Y'shtola and the enigmatic Crystal Exarch. In this vulnerable state, the Hyuran man found solace in the presence of his steadfast nutkin companion, who, with endearing resourcefulness, attempted to preserve his modesty as they ventured into this bewildering territory.

As if fate had a peculiar sense of humor, his awakening was accompanied by the anxious outcry of a woman, undoubtedly startled to discover him in such a state. Thancred couldn't blame her—he'd be taken aback too if he stumbled upon a dashing yet unclothed stranger.

Initially, her words were unintelligible, a flurry of panic-laden sounds that he struggled to comprehend. Yet, amidst the chaos of the moment, she spoke a tongue he recognized, lending him a semblance of reassurance. He's still in Eorzea, yes? Or so he thought. "I am not deceased, my lady," Thancred asserted with a weak, albeit charming, smile, attempting to quell her concerns. His breaths came with a mixture of relief and exhaustion, proving to himself that he had indeed been very much alive, despite the curious predicament he found himself in.

Thancred gingerly pressed a hand to his visage, hoping against hope that his once-impeccable countenance had not been too disheveled by the soil on which he had slumbered. He addressed the woman with a hint of playful flirtation, as if being caught in such an undignified state was a part of some grand plan. "My apologies for this rather unfortunate introduction. You wouldn't happen to know the whereabouts of my attire, would you?" he inquired, offering her a charming wink, hoping to elicit a smile even in this bewildering situation.

It wouldn't do to appear entirely helpless, for he could not discern whether she posed a threat or might yet be an ally.

Thancred silently lamented the continuous string of peculiar misadventures that seemed to follow him. A sigh of resignation escaped him, yet his wit remained sharp. "Should you possess knowledge of my garments, my dear lady, I would be eternally grateful if you could fetch them for me." His tone retained the hint of playful charm as he stood up and covered what should be hidden. As he awaited her response, Thancred's mind raced with questions, such as who and what she was. Then again, it's a topic he could save for another time. He couldn't very well converse when he's buck naked, could he?

[adventures-echoes]

Aevatraa was taken aback as the human addressed her with sayings like 'my lady' and 'my dear lady'. Flirtatious... Naked. Definitely leaning towards him being one of those... But, there was a hint of chivalry to the terms. Confusing.

Regardless, she was going to help. Because one, conversing with a naked stranger was uncomfortable, to say the least. Secondly, she didn't even want to think about what sort of illnesses he'd be inviting by just sitting in the forest naked.

The Draenei wandered off to look. Eventually, she found some clothes. Whether they were actually his, though? She didn't really know. Nor did she feel comfortable in sizing this stranger up to see if they were the right size.

Aevatraa inched back to where she left him, slowly handing over the clothes she found. "A-Are these yours?" She asked softly, avoiding looking at him for the moment.

[adventures-echoes]

What Type Of Symphony Are You?

Partita: The Soloist

You are the silence in the theatre as the soloist readies his bow, and the chill one feels at the strike of the first note. You are the undeniable gravity that brings everything together, and you hold captive the fool and the genius alike. You make no promises with life for which path you are to take, and that is why your life can be nothing but extraordinary-- you know no other way. Though the mirror may be your greatest enemy, you know there is no absolution but that in the reflection. Through light and dark, you feel no discomfort in being alone though at times you crave affection. No matter. You persist. And that is your greatest strength. Your song: Partita in E Major by Bach

(Decided to do it again with Lizzie >3<)

[adventures-echoes]

What Type Of Symphony Are You?

The Elegy: The Blooming of the Rose

You are the crescendo, a never-ending strength which arouses great power and love within. You feel immensely, intensely, and every surface you touch is laiden with love-- but beware, one must not cross you. Your ardor knows no bounds and your symphony echoes on. You bring tears to one's eyes when they look at you too long and you inflict hope within tragedy. You are the end-all-be-all, but you are not to be mistaken in fear-- people cannot help feeling everything at once when they meet you, for you are the cosmos which blinds the oblivious and gifts the shadows light. Your song: Elegies of Thule No. 3 by Tonu Korvits

Tagged By: @confluxium

Tagging: No one i only really have you here that rps on tumblr c':

[adventures-echoes]

@confluxium

Aevatraa always dreaded going into Elwynn Forest. She, really, really did. To get to the forest proper, she had to pass by Goldshire. And that was just inviting a cesspool of awkward circumstances. Draenei, for Light only knows why, were 'desireable'. Honestly, they were just the same as any human!

Regardless, her animals were getting hungry. And that meant she had to go hunting. And, currently staying in Stormwind, Elwynn Forest was her only quickest option. The Draenei woman groaned, stringing her bow and leaving the city walls. Maybe if she took the long route around she could avoid the town...

Looping around the long way, she saw a flash of skin amongst the bushes. ...Far more skin than was reasonable for any decently clothed person. A hand slapped to her face as she grumbled to herself in her native tongue. "Ugh, they've left the town? Who thinks to do it in the middle of a forest?!"

But, she was a kind woman. Far too kind, one could argue. The decent thing to do would be to herd this probably drunk party-goer in the right direction. She nudged the person with a hoof, frantically scuffing it against the ground to get...whatever might be on this person off of her. And then, her stomach dropped. No immediate response.

Oh by the Light those degenerates killed someone in their festivities- She didn't know any healing spells! Call the guards? No, no, that would mean getting close to the town. And, now panicking, she leaned down and slapped the unclothed man across the face. "Please don't be dead!" She pleaded, now speaking common.