House Sunrunner is a six year old heavy RPPvP guild on Wyrmrest Accord. Want to know a thing or two about us? We're tight knit, to the degree that some would say we're fanatic in our loyalty to one another. We RPPvP even though it's still not cool. We're LGBT friendly, but we're not social justice warriors. We're all adults, but we still laugh at fart jokes. We take no shit and want no part in drama. We're probably elitist. Our characters want to be kings, champions, knights, and conquerors. They hold themselves to the highest virtues and fight like devils nonetheless. They keep their promises and strive for perfection, but they falter on that path regularly. They make no apologies for it, and we don't apologize for them. You can try to ignore the whisper and you can try to drown out the scream, but you will remember the name. ----------------------------------------- Upcoming Events: Every Tuesday - Guard Drill TBA - Conclave 5/23 through 5/25 - Draenor Expedition 6/2 - Icecrown Memorial Tournament 6/4 - Icecrown Memorial Service 6/6 - Icecrown Memorial Gala
It was written with haste, and copied out by an even quicker hand, but the script was readable nonetheless. Delivered by private courier, each letter found it’s way into the hands of those necessary before dusk had truly settled in.
To whom it may concern,
There will be a Conclave meeting this evening, at 9:30 PM. Transport will be available at the edge of the Blackened Woods for those that prove their identity and membership among our ranks. There will be no speaker. We will be operating under wartime policy as of this evening, including at the aforementioned meeting.
This is not going to be a social affair. All ongoing debates, vetting processes and non-approved guest lines are to wait until another time.
There are often times events that happen in a person’s life where they wished they could turn back the clock and change how they treated a situation or reverse a decision they had made. Write a scene about your character doing something, or making a decision that they still regret and wish they could change.
He had heard whispers of the thing on the lips of the servants.
In years past, music filled the halls of the Silvercrest Estate - melodies crafted by the fingertips of his lady mother. Sweet chords eked from keys of ivory.
The moment he laid eyes on it, Eliot could very nearly hear the...
Most people, to some degree, reflect on the morality of their actions. Write a scene about a time your character’s sense of moral code was challenged. Alternatively, write a scene about them pondering their moral code.