The Port of Zuldazar’s usual hum of activity was somewhat calming to the Diplomat, the voices of Horde and Zandalari alike working towards a common goal (even if it was one he vehemently opposed). It was less comforting to his wife, who clung to his arm as the Featherguard escorted them along their route, with the couple stopping to look at various stalls run by assorted denizens of Azeroth.
Marilla, Zas’s ever faithful right hand, followed behind the pair, her sharp eyes darting about for any threat, her face resting in a cold demeanor as it always did. She kept an especially close eyes on the Trolls, as she knew that they made Lady Silvenheim the most uneasy. As her eyes rode the waves of colorful garments, she gave a subtle gesture to the Featherguard, which caused Zas and his wife to stop. Her eyes were locked forward on elven sailors, clad in blue and silver, as Zas turned to her.
“What is it Marilla? A threat?” He inquires as she steps foward.
“No My Lord. Sapherians.” She replies as his gaze follows hers, spotting the silverclad Elves.
The word Sapherian’s perked Hetaira’s interest. She remembered hearing of her Husband’s exwife, and of her mysterious homeland, though he often didn’t speak of it. She gave his arm a squeeze, and drew his attention.
“My Love, You know those sailors?” She asks, her eyes seeking out his as he looked down at her.
“Not them personally, but I know the land they serve.” He states, the barest hint of a smile hidden in his words, “Perhaps, they are the answer to our conundrum.”
She knew full well what he meant. With the war back in full swing, the Horde and Alliance at eachother’s throats yet again, Zasalemel had grown more irritable in the last few months. It was no exaggeration to say that the entirety of the Silvenheim Manor had been abuzz with anger at the Warchief’s actions, and the Alliance’s retaliation.
“What do you mean my dear?” She inquires, as Zas begins to lead the group, heading with confidence towards the Sailors.
“Sapheria, despite being founded by members of the Sin’dorei nobility, has always maintained neutrality during the various wars and conflicts of Azeroth.” He begins, “They, as a people, believed that their efforts would be in vain, as there always seems to be a conflict to be involved in. Father even knew the first technical Queen of Sapheria, and attempted to convince her to stay in Silvermoon before she and her family departed.”
Hetaira nods, somewhat enjoying the quick history lesson, “I see... It almost sounds as if you wish you could’ve joined them when they left.”
Zas can’t help but chuckle at this statement, “Well... a younger me, would’ve agreed with that. Though, I wouldn’t have quite the diplomatic career under my belt if I had. Lianalla’s family was more concerned with Trade than politics. I was hoping to save the world from itself, but Sapheria chose to save itself, from the world.”
Approaching the sailors, it was clear that the crew was primarily Elven, with the odd Troll or Orc tossed in. A young looking elf stepped forward to meet the group whilst the rest worked, his uniform just the slightest bit more decorated than the rest. “Good Evening, Folks.” The sailor proclaims, looking eyes with Zas, “How can we help you?”
The Elf was dressed in a rather subdued uniform, with the navy blue cloth decorated at key stitches with an almost snow white embroidery. The Uniform consisted of a frock coat, with gleaming silver buttons, a shirt, vest and tie, of blues and silvers. His right epaulet bore a gleaming silver sun, while the left bore a pair of crossed sabers.
“Good Evening, You must be the Master-At-Arms, if I’m not mistaken.” Zasalemel states as he holds himself with an almost military bearing, mirroring the Elf before him.
“Aye sir, Lieutenant Mirthpath, of the Guiding Winds.” The Sailor replied as he offered out a hand. “We have no stake in your war, but we’d be happy to assist you if you wished to trade.”
“No, no... I’m Lord Silvenheim, Diplomat of the Horde.” Zasalemel replies, the Sailor’s jaw dropping in shock.
“... Lord Silvenheim... I... I understand sir. Are you wishing to book passage? I’m sure the Queen would be interested in speaking with you.” He stammers, as the rest of the men stop their work and snap to attention.
“If you have the room, I would be happy to take my wife and a small contingent of my guard. I’d very much like to discuss things with your Queen regarding the current world state.”
Lieutenant Mirthpath nodded, and executed an about face. “Men! Snap to it. I’m bringing Lord Silvenheim and his entourage aboard to speak to Captain Cale. I want this gear loaded, and preparations to weigh anchor underway. We set sail for Home soon.”
Zas grins as he places a hand on his wife’s shoulder, “We’ll have a solution for our conundrum, soon enough.”
(With Mentions of @hetairasilvenheim and @housesilvenheimstaff)
As the title states, I am finally ready to look for a permanent guild for Loala.
What I’m looking for:
Something in game. I love discord RP but I am looking for something that I can look forward to being back in game for. IC channels/a server is a plus but ultimately the focus shouldn’t be there.
Somewhere a noble (specifically, a Duchess) would fit.
Activity. The amount of events don’t really matter so much as long as people are around ICly to write with fairly often.
What Loala can offer:
Trade. Fairhavens biggest trades are lumber and medicine (healers, supplies, etc), but they have others too that can be offered to the right group.
Contacts. Loala is either allied, friends with, and/or known by several other nobles, traders, and even criminals.
Magic. She’s a skilled pyromancer, trained both in Dalaran and in Ambermill.
Advice. She knows a great deal about what she does and has worked for few people, both noble and not, as an adviser.
Her Experience:
Head of House Addington.
Duchess of Fairhaven.
Founder of Addington Infirmary.
Former Proprietor for the Red Shield.
Former Regent of Northhaven.
Former High Magus of the House of Nobles.
Former Treasurer for the Alliance Defense Council/Coalition.
She fought on the Broken Shore.
She’s held many events for the community, namely First to Your Aid and King Varian’s funeral.
She’s a well established character I’ve written for two years now, with a rich backstory both created before I made her and up until now through RP. I love coming up with stories, running events, and most all kinds of RP!
I just got a new job so my availability is up in the air but it looks like I will be working evenings. I’m typically a late night person, too! (But this could all change once I find out my more permanent schedule)
Reblog with 3 GIFs of fictional characters you most associate with your OC!
Lemony Snicket - Narrator of A Series of Unfortunate Events
The Comparisons between Lemony and Zas are simple enough. Both are extremely well read, almost encyclopedic, and easily able to rattle off the definition of words and phrases with ease. Both are extremely dedicated to their goals, be it searching for the story, or finding world peace. They won’t stop, until they’ve achieved their goals.
Zhuge Liang - Romance of the Three Kingdoms
While there is some debate on the authenticity of every event in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and Despite the fact that Zhuge Liang did exist in China from 181 to 234, Zas and Zhuge Liang are remarkably similar. Both are top tier strategists, and thus, are formidable both on and off the battlefield. Both are remarkably learned, and study extensively. Another similarity is their use of “Magic” advantageously in battle.
Colonel Roy Mustang - Full Metal Alchemist (Brotherhood)
Roy and Zas are not similar in regards to Roy’s supposed womanizing ways, but rather in their service to their Country and Fighting Styles. Both are loyal, and willing to give their careers and lives to make their homes better. Both also use Fire in their attacks, choosing a rapid, explosive style instead of long evocations.
With your RP partner(s), your guildmate(s), or even acquaintances in random RP/scenes you’ve never met before! You prefer to talk OOC to establish a dialogue, a conversation, and who knows? Maybe even friendship and adventures!
Although at one point in time, Panzer saw itself being disbanded and deemed inactive by the one who led it, a disturbance drew the slumbering Dread Father from his self-imposed seclusion and out into the open. Seeing what had occurred, and what still had yet to come, a number of interactions, investigations, and planning had led to the understanding that the organization should come back.
With a hand reaching across his desk, a parchment was pulled towards him, and a quill taken to writing.
Word has reached us in this dire time of need for Azeroth, with war upon the horizon we endeavor to root out the dissonant whispers of an evil that time has long forgotten, a true threat that can overturn the impending conflict and rid this land of any who could dare stand against it before it is too late. The squabbling is but a distraction, something that can distract the mind and subvert forces into a matter that risks much.
Our aim, is to determine the goals of those hiding beneath the conflict of the two Factions, and contain or eliminate them. Should it ever be something aligned to our own goals, then subverting and guiding their hands to do the work for us is of top priority. If you can find it within yourself to see beyond this, and find yourself capable of shouldering a burden that precious few will ever thank you for, seek the ebon cross.
Carry the Ebon Cross, or be crushed beneath it.
For Panzer.
For the Dread Father.
Panzer is a moderate to heavy roleplaying guild on the Wyrmrest Accord Server of World of Warcraft. Rather than sticking to just one sort of theme in particular, we have drawn from a number of different archetypes for guilds to make this a unique environment which still holds its fair share of secrets. There is no restriction upon the races that can join, one needs to only be mindful of lore and what would be feasible to go walking through the Horde cities.
While the guild holds a morality that bounces between neutral and evil, there are individuals who seek out the betterment of the realm, and the people who inhabit it. With each plot that is built and offered, there is an intent behind each one to leave an impression upon the characters who experience it, watching how it causes them to react and evolve through it.
It is not just something to push a story, but to push the development and growth of characters. Positions within Panzer are not just handed to someone, each one involves something specific, and ways for you to make it your own!
Panzer also participates in game content: PvP and PvE, current and old, enjoying transmog runs and for some, taking care of progression.
Should you like more information, feel free to view our information located at the following:
PANZER
RANKS
If you have questions or wanting to figure out if your character may fit somewhere, feel free [and you are more than welcome!] to reach out to any of the leadership group below:
Pride [GM-In Game Name: Laeonas]
The Sanguine Sorceress [Officer-In Game Name: Malakortana]
Wulufani Ragetotem [Officer-In Game Name: Wulufani]
Benefactress An’daran [Sub Officer-In Game Name: Doriandrin]
With the Addition of Isaiah “Kingfisher” Silvenheim, I figured It’s time for a New Blog Roll! Click the Links to follow the Silvenheims and Associates
Lord Zasalemel Silvenheim
A Diplomat and Warlock, Zasalemel’s Ultimate goal is peace across Azeroth, and he’ll go through any lengths to do so. He cares greatly for his Family, especially his Wife, Hetaira, and his Children.
Dr. Maurussus Shaedanath
Time, Space, Reality, Physical and Arcane Laws. These words mean nothing to Maurussus. Originally from the world of Gielinor, Maurussus arrived on Azeroth sometime before the Third War, through a rip in the fabric of reality (Which he calls the “Arcarian Gate”). Obsessed with Going home, Maurussus is almost as old as Zasalemel, despite being born a Human back in Gielinor, using a combination of Necromantic and Alchemical magics to steal bodies and keep himself alive. Mad Science abounds when you come in contact with him.
Adamska Shaedanath
Unlike his Father, Adamska is definitely from Azeroth. A Half Elf, he is the child of Maurussus, and a Quel’dorei Woman named Kathleen Cale. Sent to Pandaria at the time of her Death, he made a solemn vow to watch over his father, and keep him in check on his mother’s behalf. He uses his training to keep the Mad Scientist from going too far once again.
House Silvenheim’s Staff
While the Lord and his Family are off having escapades, someone has to keep the Manor going. A Full list can be found here. However, the Staff of House Silvenheim is as Varied and Exciting as the Family that they serve.
Isaiah “Kingfisher” Silvenheim
The Seventh Child of Lord Silvenheim, and the Youngest, Isaiah is a young Void Elf, hoping to help his father on the Alliance Side of things. While he may not act like the typical Diplomat, He prefers to use his quiet nature, and love of Secrets, to collect, catalogue, and weaponize the gossip, rumors, and blackmail of the Alliance in order to further his Father’s Goals of peace across Azeroth.
It’s funny. I don’t really rp anymore. I also find it funny that today a friend of mine brought it to my attention that an individual who was asked nicely to keep my name out of their mouth lest they wanted to be put on blast feels the need to post bullshit about how they were apparently tumblr stalked. I feel myself tempted to do what I promised I would. Instead I’m gonna keep this general on the off chance you read this.
You made my beef with you personal. You were doing some gnarly shit playing with the emotions of people and you said I told everyone. I never talked to anyone but people already involved who came to me. I tried to help someone and got a little too involved with them. I was wrong for that and I owed him and apology. I gave you yours.
You accused my rp partner of causing another to take their own life. (A person who was alive and well) You didn’t like the way he handled the news, even though he was far more involved than you. You allowed no room for his reaction. You and your rp partner called him trash and said horribleness because he didn’t give you the reaction you wanted. People handle things different ways. So you are right I spewed venom. I wasn’t blameless. I did some shit too. Yet I only talked about your wrongful accusations of him not your trifling personal bs, because frankly I don’t care. Not my circus, not my monkeys. I just don’t dig on salty bitches accusing people of essentially murder. By the way that couple you started shit over are happy and have a baby. (Logically she ended with the person that supposedly drive them to kill themselves, right? I mean that’s what a person would do right? Excuse my eyeroll.) I thought it was over then. Hence we agreed to let it alone.
Yet I heard through the grapevine you were still talking shit about me. I approached you. You admitted it. You apologized said it was residual anger. We agreed again to leave it alone. I was sick. About to be hospitalized for pneumonia. So we agreed we would just figure out things when I got back home. Two months of hell and antibiotics later and I came home. I could walk again and what do I come home to? Hate mail. From anons, from your little shit posse. Seems two just couldn’t shut the fuck up about me. You blocked me. You blamed me for tumblr posts everywhere. Told people I didn’t even know I had trashed them. People you yourself had called crazy and more. I wonder if all of them know how you really feel about them? Not my business. Do not care. Yet there I was in the hospital fighting to breathe and you knew this. I talked to you in a skype call three hours before I was admitted. You used my sickness to try to wipe me off the map for things I never did. Sorry but your melodrama never entered my head. I had real life to deal with. You wanna talk about being harassed and stalked. You did that to me, when you knew I couldn’t defend myself from an ICU. Only one person talked to me in that ICU and she was a saint who passed away. and you tried to block me from her memorial. I offered to help out with it. That’s how I found out I was blocked. You didn’t give a fuck about anyone else but your feelings. Just that it made you uncomfortable I was there. Thank god your rp partner who hates me just as much was kind enough to invite me to group. What you did was spiteful and cruel.
You want pity because my rp partner, the one you accused of driving another person to suicide, harassed you via secrets? I’m sorry that happened to you. I really am. My question for you though is, are you blameless? Are you really out there everyday just not shit talking anyone? The adult thing is to have a conversation. You make it impossible to foster that when you block people. You said you wanted to talk to me but you blocked me and more than a year passes and you can’t let go. So let me say this to you either grow up and have the conversation or put your shit in a bag and move on. Don’t add to the problem.
I’m open you know where to find me even if you just want to clear the air. I said sorry, I’ll say it again if you need. Its genuine but now I wonder if it ever was coming from you. I can’t control anyone’s actions but mine. Same goes for all of us. I wish you both well. I hope everything worked out. You were going through something rough. Yet you are alive and still around so I have faith it was all okay in the end. I’m happy for you. If your post was just about him, I’m sorry that got miscommunicated, but if it was about me, enough is enough. Next time I will stoop to your shitty childish bullshit.
☟: something other rpers/fanfic writers do to your muse that drives you CRAZY
Honestly? Don’t have anything there. I’m very much “Live or Let Live”. We’re all here to write, be creative, and most of all, have fun. Who am I to stand in the way of that?
That being said... I do have ONE pet peeve. People who develop OOC grudges, and then use any sway they have to harass people. Seriously. I’ve had it happen to me, and my RP partner @hetairasilvenheim, and it infuriates me. People aren’t always terrible, but it does make it hard to RP with people right off, because I’m constantly on guard about whether or not that person’s going to suddenly change their tune.
1.) I’ve been Bartending since I was 9, and almost was in an Arranged Marriage because of it.
2.) I have a randomly esoteric set of skills and movie interests. This includes: Welding, Baking, Woodworking, Writing, Owls, Nuclear Fission, Classic Plays adapted to Modern Settings, Classic Geek Movies, Computer Hacking, Weaponizing the previously unweaponized, and testing Anthrax Vaccines.
3.) I do not understand the musical tastes of those in the same age-group as me. I listen to a blend of Rat-Pack Swing, Folk Music, Comedy Songs, Celtic, and Alternative Rock.
((Thanks @zhrianaa! Those were the most random ones I could think of.))
I’m in need of Individuals for Pre-Existing Contacts for Maur. Each Monday, I plan to post a new part of his backstory to either This Blog, or @zazzlethediplomat. If your toon was around in Lordaeron, Silvermoon, or the northern Eastern Kingdoms in general, and alive during the time before the Scourge ran through, please let me know! I’d love to have them be a part of Maur’s backstory!
The cavern was barely lit, though the ice it was made of helped illuminate the scores of Dragonkin below. To Maurussus’s right, Ozan had his bow drawn, training the arrow towards the rock face across from them, while Owen and Arian fought off the cultists approaching from behind.
“Are you sure about this, Shaedanath? These walls aren’t like the rooftops of Al Kharid. If you fall, you fall into the sharp teeth below.” the roguish man inquired as he steadied the bow.
“I’ll be fine.” The young, blonde haired mage says as he steadies his staff on the ground, his voice colder than the frigid ice surrounding the heroes, “You guys teleport to safety once I’m across.”
“Why? Should we not come along as well? You could use a brain like mine, after all. Not to mention Ariane and Owen could help draw the fire from you.” Ozan replies, before Maurussus glares in the man’s direction. “Fine… Fine. This one’s something you got to do alone. I got it.”
Arian glances over, concerned for her friend before she pulls the runs from her pocket, Ozan launching the arrow into the far wall. Using his agility, Maurussus navigated across the rope with ease, cutting it and raising his hand in a silent salute, His friends vanishing in a cloud of arcane rings as Arian teleports them away, a collective look of worry etched on the three faces that dissipated from view.
Calsonna Silvervale, the Cursed Dancer.
Face Claim | Jang Hae Byeol.
Calsonna is a Sin’dorei shadow priest that earns her keep from modeling and dancing burlesque, not that she needs a stable income given her heritage. She spnds her off hours around people whether she is attending a planned social event or walking into a local tavern. She raised her daughter, Erisenne, as a single mom due to a drunken one night stand and is the cousin of Ahrenn and Sendrea Silvervale.
Erisenne Silvervale, from the Fortress of Wonderland.
Face Claim | Kerti Pahk.
Erisenne is a Sin’dorei fire mage and the daughter of Calsonna Silvervale and Adamska Shaedanath. While she is in the dark about the paternal side of her family, Eri imagines what her first encounter with him will be like. Her world exists in books, fairy tales, and daydreams when she is not dancing burlesque, which she does not do by choice.
Ahrenn Silvervale, the Twisted Soldier.
Face Claim | Choi Minki.
Ahrenn is a Sin’dorei warrior and the older brother of Sendrea Silvervale. He is currently a mercenary as he does not work well with others outside of Sen and is overly confident when it comes to combat. While he is single, he’s not one to turn down the chance at a night out and will even use his androgynous appearance to his advantage.
Lyarin Starfeather, the Golden Phoenix.
Face Claim | Lass Suicide.
Lyarin is a Sin’dorei paladin that has seen her fair share of battle and is now a bodyguard for hire. She has various tattoos covering her body, some of which hide scars and all of which hold meaning to her from the golden cloud serpent in remembrance of her fallen comrade to the roses covering her right shoulder and upper right arm. She is not afraid of a challenge, either, and will generally be up for a difficult task.
Sendrea Silvervale, the Caged Fox.
Face Claim | Lee Hyeri.
Sendrea is a Sin’dorei rogue and the younger sister of Ahrenn Silvervale. Despite the ‘negative’ influence of her cousin, Calsonna, she is highly valued by her diplomatic parents and well guarded after a kidnapping that left her backside deeply scarred. She often speaks with a stutter and keeps close to her brother while she struggles to recover from the passing of her former romantic partner, only venturing off on her own to visit his old apartment.
All characters are on Wyrmrest-Accord. Currently only roleplaying via Tumblr or Discord. Open to pre-established relationships.
Calsonna Silvervale, the Cursed Dancer.
Face Claim | Jang Hae Byeol.
Calsonna is a Sin’dorei shadow priest that earns her keep from modeling and dancing burlesque, not that she needs a stable income given her heritage. She spnds her off hours around people whether she is attending a planned social event or walking into a local tavern. She raised her daughter, Erisenne, as a single mom due to a drunken one night stand and is the cousin of Ahrenn and Sendrea Silvervale.
Erisenne Silvervale, from the Fortress of Wonderland.
Face Claim | Kerti Pahk.
Erisenne is a Sin’dorei fire mage and the daughter of Calsonna Silvervale and Adamska Shaedanath. While she is in the dark about the paternal side of her family, Eri imagines what her first encounter with him will be like. Her world exists in books, fairy tales, and daydreams when she is not dancing burlesque, which she does not do by choice.
Ahrenn Silvervale, the Twisted Soldier.
Face Claim | Choi Minki.
Ahrenn is a Sin’dorei warrior and the older brother of Sendrea Silvervale. He is currently a mercenary as he does not work well with others outside of Sen and is overly confident when it comes to combat. While he is single, he’s not one to turn down the chance at a night out and will even use his androgynous appearance to his advantage.
Lyarin Starfeather, the Golden Phoenix.
Face Claim | Lass Suicide.
Lyarin is a Sin’dorei paladin that has seen her fair share of battle and is now a bodyguard for hire. She has various tattoos covering her body, some of which hide scars and all of which hold meaning to her from the golden cloud serpent in remembrance of her fallen comrade to the roses covering her right shoulder and upper right arm. She is not afraid of a challenge, either, and will generally be up for a difficult task.
Sendrea Silvervale, the Caged Fox.
Face Claim | Lee Hyeri.
Sendrea is a Sin’dorei rogue and the younger sister of Ahrenn Silvervale. Despite the ‘negative’ influence of her cousin, Calsonna, she is highly valued by her diplomatic parents and well guarded after a kidnapping that left her backside deeply scarred. She often speaks with a stutter and keeps close to her brother while she struggles to recover from the passing of her former romantic partner, only venturing off on her own to visit his old apartment.
All characters are on Wyrmrest-Accord. Currently only roleplaying via Tumblr or Discord. Open to pre-established relationships.
send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses ! i’ll bold what i want for their relationship, italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t .
FRIENDS. childhood friends / work friends / family friends / recently friends / turning antagonistic / turning into something romantic / stable / falling apart / friendship of need / friendship of circumstance pen - pals or internet friends / coworkers / partners / other .
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / newly entered / soulmates / skinny love / unrequited from my muses side / unrequited from your muses side / friends with benefits / awkward / fading / turning toxic / toxic and destructive / other .
FAMILIAL BOND. sibling bond / older sibling figure to your muse / younger sibling figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / parental figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / other .
ENEMIES. dangerous to themselves / dangerous to others / unpredictable / passionate / rivals / petty / developing into a sexual tension / developing into a romantic tension / based off family matters / based of circumstance / based of professional matters / based of misunderstandings or lies / other .
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