Gregory Penman (OOC)

Wyrmrest Accord

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Moving Forward

Lillian’s sky blue eyes look up the road that would take her to Stormwind. Was she ready to go back to the city? Was she ready for life to resume? She had been in Loch Modan for nearly a month now. Thoughts of the people she knew went through her mind as Omega gulped water from a clean trough. She had missed every single one of them dearly.

With a heavy sigh, Lillian mounts Omega and nudges him into a trot towards Westfall. Wanting to feel the wind through her hair, she nudges him into a fast gallop and begins to laugh as they make their way towards the coast of Westfall. Once she gets to the beach, she slows the large horse into a walk and when she sees the marker, she dismounts and makes her way to it, sitting.

Her gaze moves to the ocean and she brings her knees up to rest her chin on them. It doesn’t take long before she can feel his presence sitting next to her. She could almost smell him, but she knew it was merely a memory. He doesn’t say anything and nor does she, as they were content in silence for now.

“You know why I’m here,” she asks softly.

“I do and you should already know what I will say.”

Lillian turns to lay her cheek on her knees, her gaze on Stephenn’s ghost. “I suppose you’ll say, ‘yes Lillian it is time for you to move on from me and be happy, which is what I always wanted for you to begin with’”. A chuckle escapes her lips as she mimics him and she watches a smile spread across his features. 

“See, you already knew.”

“Just as you knew that I wanted to see you one last time before you become nothing more than a beautiful memory.”

He nods his head and looks at her, staring at her for a long moment. “You’ve been through much and I’m proud of how you’ve handled yourself. I’ll always be proud.”

Lillian nods and stands, dusting the sand from her rear. “Farewell Stephenn.” With a smile and a wave, she makes her way to Omega, swinging into the saddle. Giving Stephenn one last look, she turns Omega and makes her way back towards the road that would lead her Stormwind.

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[syliune]

Look how pretty my daughter came out eeeeeee…!  Thank you, she’s lovely!!  She looks very soft and gentle ;__;

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[lillian-aherys-deactivated20180]

Light

As night fell upon Loch Modan, Lillian makes her way from the stables and towards the depleted waters of the loch. Grass now grew where the waters should have been and she walks down towards the little bit of water that was left. With her arms wrapped around herself, she looks into the water, the stars reflecting off of the surface. She had been here for two weeks now. She was known by name, greeted when seen and invited here and there for brunch or breakfast or just to have a chat. She did her rounds of checking up on those that needed any medical care. She liked it here, but it wasn’t home.

“What am I doing? What am I trying to find,” she asks herself out loud. 

With a soft sigh, she moves her right arm to where her hand is suspended in front of her. She gazes at the small hand, the fingers long and delicate. A golden glow emits from it and she forms a barrier around her, depletes it and holds out her other hand, the warmth of the Light brightening in both hands now. 

“You don’t need to hold onto things for strength. It’s here,” a deep voice says, a warmth spreading through her heart. 

Lillian looks around, her hands still glowing. Those sky blue eyes look up at the moon and stars and then close. She clenches her glowing hands together, bringing them to her chest as if she were praying. She can feel her feet lift from the ground and she floats there, mere inches off the ground. 

The stable keeper had made his way down to the loch himself and he stops, his jaw dropping as he sees the lass floating in the air with a soft golden hue around her and a silhouette of wings at her back. Her face was turned up to the sky, that long silver hair flowing down to her lower back. He had noticed the sadness at her sky blue eyes when she first arrived. He had asked her why she wanted to stay here of all places and the lass had just shrugged her shoulders, saying she needed peace and quiet. No, it hadn’t been peace and quiet. In his mind she was running from something or someone. At seeing her now, he figured she was here for some soul searching and she was trying to find it now. Quietly, he heads in the opposite direction, but the warmth of her Light followed.

Lillian’s feet touch the ground once more and she opens her eyes to gaze at the stars once more, the glow gone from around her. For a moment, just a moment, she had felt whole. With a nod of her head, she turns and makes her way back to the village, heading for her room at the inn. Perhaps that needed to become a nightly ritual while she was here. It had felt good and right.

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Loch Modan

Rain fell gently around the village of Loch Modan. Omega was enjoying a bushel of hay while his mistress lounged in the stall with him with a book in hand. He eyed his mistress as he ate, finding the two legged creature odd, yet gentle. She looks his way and gets up, letting out a soft sigh and putting the book down near her satchel. Walking his way, she places a hand on his neck and he makes a grunting noise, one that she’s come to learn means ‘scratch and pet please’ and she obliges. 

Lillian lets out soft laughter as he makes the grunting noise again and she continues with her scratching on the horses neck. She watches the rain pitter patter on the ground, making small puddles here and there. Staring at one, her mind wanders to Gregory and the others. By now he’d have received the letter that she wrote him. Had it been met with disappointment? Disapproval? Disdain for her leaving once more?

Another sigh escapes her lips and she rests her head against Omega’s neck. The horse softly whinny’s and continues to eat his hay. There’s a shout off in the distance and then another. Lillian raises her head and walks to the door of the stall, opening it and peeking out. 

“Aye! Lassie! Ye said ye was a doctor?”

Lillian looks down at the red haired dwarf, nodding her head vigorously. 

“Come on lass!”

The dwarf grabs her by the hand and they begin to quickly walk into the rain towards the village. 

“What’s happened,” Lillian asks the dwarf.

“There’s a lass is about to give birth and the village doctor is no’ here!”

Lillian nods and continues to follow until they’re inside of the house and going into the room where a female dwarf is in bed, her worried husband sitting next to her and holding her hand, telling her everything was going to be okay. The woman was not having it though and yells a few expletives at him. 

“The doctor is here, lass!”

Lillian gets to work, washing her hands and moving to check the woman, nodding her head and telling her that she could start pushing on the next contraction. This goes on for about thirty minutes and finally a healthy boy is born into the world. Lillian cleans the baby up, checking him and the mother and staying to offer a few tips on feeding. With a smile and wave, Lillian is walking through the village, different families passing by to see the new addition to the village. She makes her way back to the stall to check on Omega before heading to her room at the inn. The rain had stopped at some point while she helped bring new life into the world and the smell of wet grass and ground hit her nose.

Walking into the inn, there’s hoots of cheer and she’s pulled towards the bar area and plopped onto a stool with a mug being handed to her for a celebratory drink. With a smile on her face, she takes a drink with the others while music begins to play. Perhaps this wasn’t such a bad idea after all. 

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[eloi-moonfeather]

Dream

A gentle wind blew around the area, her long blue hair dancing with it behind her. She watches her father morph into a great bear, her eyes lighting with excitement. As he approaches her, her little arms reach up to run through the soft fur. It intrigued her so much to see her father like this. Her favorite was when he turned into a large silver panther. 

“I want to learn, papa!” Eloi jumps up and down and dances around him with laughter escaping her lips. 

Soon her father is himself, a tall and proud kaldorei with hair as white as the moon. He kneels before her and motions for her to come to him. She does so and he picks her up, his golden eyes looking deep into her silver. 

“It is not a game, my young Eloi. You must respect the animal that you are becoming. The beast that you become is who will protect the ones you love. I will teach you, but only if you have a will to learn and not think of it as a game, my dove.”

Her little arms wrap around his neck to give him a hug. “Of course, papa! I want to learn what you know, to protect you and mama.”

With a smile, he sets her down and takes her little hand, leading her off to begin her teachings. 

[eloi-moonfeather]

Memento

Waking with a stretch of arms, Eloi sits up in bed and yawns. She stands from the bed and goes behind her changing screen, getting ready for the day. Once she’s dressed, she moves to her dresser and gazes down at the necklace that had been given to her the same day she received her facial markings. 

The necklace itself was made from beautiful shades of different blue beads. A large aqua colored gem rests in the middle and at either side are different shaded blue feathers to match with the theme of the colors of the necklace. Eloi gently picks up the necklace and places it over her head. The necklace is long, resting at her sternum. 

Her mother had made this necklace especially for her and a small pang of sadness aches at her chest. A thousand years had passed already and still the loss of her mother, father, and mate-to-be was there. There wasn’t a day that went by when she didn’t think of them and how life would be if they were still there.

With a small smile at looking at the necklace in the mirror, Eloi makes her way out of her home to begin her day.

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Syliune Starleaf - drawn by the wonderful @syliune. I asked her if I could color it, and she said yes! So I used my pretty (digital) watercolor technique and also drew some ferns. How wonderful that I would eventually be allowed to do collaborations with an artist I was a fan of such a long time ago <3  =w=

Thank you, Syl! 

[syliune]

Look how well this came out!!!! Aaaaah I love your coloring so much. *__*

This makes me so happy cause I was just not having it with my own colors, and you’ve turned it around made her look so pretty. All the hair colors and the feeeeeeeeerns…. It’s beautiful and I love it. ❤️

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