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@unxcus
yes I have been hella inactive but i made an oc blog who also has a twin so go follow
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me? dead? more likely than you think.
when you get three daggers in your side/stomach in old town
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welcome to the eternal struggle my friend :’)
quiet sighing in the distance
does anyone have an idea/tips regarding how to find a nice rp guild?
puerdelumine:
@unxcus has come to mourn…
Rain fell from the night sky to splatter upon paved stones below. Save for the dull MELODY of precipitation, Stormwind was afflicted by a DEATHLY silence on this dark, dreary evening. It was exactly a year ago that the Alliance’s forces had rushed to combat the demonic threat which emerged on the Broken Shore, and it was a year ago that their former king, Varian Wrynn, had PERISHED in combat. Since then had the lone heir to the throne carried his crown’s burden with a hung head, few sentiments able to VIVIFY his spirit; the likes of which was chained by both grief and responsibility. The primary ceremony meant to honor Varian’s sacrifice had dispersed, and it was now only Anduin who remained at Lion’s Rest. Thunder rumbled overhead, and drops of rainwater slithered down the sides of the cloth hood draped over blond locks. He sat there; as if wordlessly beseeching the lifeless casket of stone for some semblance of GUIDANCE, the knowledge in hand that none would be received. Footsteps - another presence at the site of this grim reminder - caught his attention, and he just barely conjured the willpower to turn in their direction, addressing dourly the approaching figure. Beneath his cowl could be seen DESPAIR, and nothing else.
the late king had been a FOOL to pass on an opportunity so pristine as that in pandaria, could have dismantled the horde, united their divided land and formed an army to battle the legion head-on. alas, he, too, would be nothing more than a fool to ignore the grief his demise coated the alliance in. eyes and ears everywhere yet, the black prince had no true reason to attend a ceremony reserved for allies, friends and family. alas, he was not HEARTLESS. his determination went towards azeroth’s continued existence, even PEACE, and he knew that varian wrynn had been all but a threat to that. black dragons were not welcomed in the city, he was aware of that. cunning individuals of his flight had long built their reputation to be malicious. yet, he was both curious to see the former prince and believed it good and right to offer a few moments of silence for the high king of an alliance he had harboured quite some faith in. his own hood was in place, shielding him from guards that might be aware of his appearance, though his talons ought to have made sure that he was able to stand near the harbour without trouble. his head was held higher, hands folded behind his back, gaze lingering briefly on the blond before he turned them back to the memorial. ❝ take heart, young king. you are his son for a reason. ❝
“I am a man of PEACE. And the wolf is gone FOREVER.
I am the LIGHT that remains. And I will FINISH this.”
puerdelumine:
“All races are both flawed and gifted in different ways, Wrathion; and they aren’t the only ones seeking PEACE here, you know.”
❝ some more this, others more that; they certainly do not seek to paint soil red. did your ships come here for PEACE or to retrieve something that was lost, at all costs ? ❝
@puerdelumine
❝ as flawed as the pandaren are, their determination to seek peace is certainly one we should look upon with ENVY. ❝
theme revamp done
“My father was Deathwing… The World Breaker… The Aspect of Death…”
starter call----
we stand at the crossroads of history ---- but turn a blind eye to its signs.
on a serious note, i’m revamping this blog, catch me in an hour with a new theme and probably new banner
❛ Honor the fallen, even your kin. ❜
❝ am i to honour my cowardly brothers and sisters, or those who would have had me a prisoner to them ? there is no honour for those raining devastation unto this fragile world.❝
I SEE YOU THERE.
when the broodmum sees u snoopin :/