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.066̅ (6/9/10) / Monday teh sixth!! (9 replies)

Siloquay — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 15:33:59 -0400

Edit- yay lag! My phone didn't load the already posted daily. You see nothing! *pulls curtain around the entire thread*

September the Fifth! Or.... (13 replies)

Lystaa — Sun, 05 Sep 2010 23:22:21 -0400

I have no Or for today. But second day in a row!

So, I ran a level 10 dwarf hunter named Lasthunt through Deadmines. Being the aggro-magnet he is, he died a few times. The ungrateful Git didn't even thank me after I killed Cleef, just left without a word. I was a little miffed. Common courtesy is apparently dead? :P

Also, sore throats suck. But I'm getting better.

Now though... Zzzzzz.

September the Fourth! Or Early Morning PvP. (12 replies)

Lystaa — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 23:25:35 -0400

I'm in Orgrimmar right now dead, so I'm going to play spot the TBDFers!

I seeeee....
Caeryn.
I see Yig.
A couple others, Beridius was making emote faces at me. ^^

I had fun. Going to portal out now. <3

[b]Power of suggestion or art of possession?[/b] (14 replies)

Siloquay — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 18:40:05 -0400

I have a number of questions as well as ideas relating to my latest venture. I was gonna keep this in pms however, I want as many opinions as possible since this concept kind of sets a precedent. For those of you who haven't read my story I ask you give it a look. Long story short Silo possessed a Shaman so the Shaman wouldn't kill her. Nothing too sue-ish, Banshees do that.
The point in question for me personally (hence the scrutiny I'm putting it to) is the idea of Siloquay having access to Shamanism both to cover her now oocly being one as well as helping her maintain her cover. I ask Matojo about the more normal avenues, but I expected that the Loa (much like I would believe of natural spirits) don't like the rather unnatural unread.
The question to ask I suppose, is: do you guys believe there is any way of falsely replicating believable powers? Carnage suggested the old gods and it would certainly look shamanistic. I can't help but think that even excluding Silo that the powers themselves would reek of corruption. I'll probably go with it if no one has any other thoughts.
Which brings me back to my initial thought/ question: any ideas that might suit the situation without being outlandish and/ or lorebreaking?

Friday the 3rd. And the Day is Mine! (19 replies)

Rivelli — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 19:39:49 -0400

Tallyho!

Thursday, September 2nd (18 replies)

Andraste — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 21:45:36 -0400

-sneaks in, leaves daily post, sneaks out-

Even though here in Australia it is almost Friday the 3rd instead! :D

A Simple Suggestion. (1 reply)

Trinda — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 00:25:25 -0400

My suggestion is nothing big and it has the potential to encourage new people to the realm.

Any story or event that you write up here, cross-post it on our official realm forum. A few of you already do cross-post to advertise your events, so for you guys, I say extend it to your stories and write-ups as well. And while we're at it, visual artists could revive the art thread.

While we all know RP is here and we have decent amounts, passers-by may not and seeing a couple (RP) or (Story) tags floating around the realm forum could go a long way. The absolute worst case scenario is nothing happens, maybe a troll or two flame a story, or an event is grieved [which we deal with anyway]. The best case scenario is that a few new people take notice, roll on the server and say hello.

Anyway, it's just something to consider.

New character narration tracks! (7 replies)

Roshanar — Wed, 01 Sep 2010 16:45:20 -0400

Wooo! At long last, it's finally been more than a month since the Exodar crashed. XD

[soundcloud.com]

September the First, 2010 (24 replies)

Whitechapel — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 00:41:00 -0400

Congrats again all who were able to help make this happen! It was a fantastic time!

And, happy September all!

GRIN'DAL'S BRAG AND BRAWL - SEPTEMBER 18, 2010 at 8:00 Bells! (4 replies)

Matojo — Sun, 05 Sep 2010 14:17:18 -0400

(( Posted throughout the neutral cities and in the dodgier parts of the Horde capitals. ))

It's (finally) that time again!

Head to Grom'gol Base Camp in Stranglethorn Vale for the opening of Grin'dal Darkspear's Brag 'n Brawl and spend a night beating the hell out of your fellows, bragging about your exploits and drinking exotic booze!

When: September 18
What Time: 8:00pm ((ST))

Bring whatever you feel necessary for a NO RULES, ALL-OUT SLUGFEST - that's right, folks! NO RULES!

Don't be shy, drop on by! We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and FIGHT!

Brought to you by the Beach Trolls' Society of Stranglethorn Vale, the Beach Troll Empire, Grin'dal Darkspear and (unofficially) the Harbingers of War

(( That's right, folks, I finally have another date. Stop by, duel, drink and yell at each other. ))

Rag and Bone! Rag and Bone! (no replies)

Matojo — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 13:19:14 -0400

is a loose organization of traders, merchants and other profiteers who gather to sell their goods in major cities. Most of these goods come from recycling or remanufacturing of existing materials (or stolen ones) into what these men and women sell on a daily basis.

Organized and led by Mikome Scatterbone, an Orc with a very non-Orc stance toward making a living, exists to help the people of the Horde get whatever they may need in order to survive in the modern world.

Well can't you hear we're selling rag and bone?
Bring out your junk and we'll give it a home!
Rag and bone!
Rag and bone!
Come on, come on, come on, come on and give it to me!

I'll have your pretty, your pretty little rags and bones!

What Are We Looking For? Signatures! Ask for Matojo in /tbdf if you have a merchant character that would like to sign, or prod me via AIM at roguetalash.

When You Wish Upon a Star... (1 reply)

Mira — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 05:30:43 -0400

Just focus on the energies contained in the cube, the spellwork will do the rest.

The little red-haired elf fingered the black-and-silver cube dangling from a chain around her neck for a moment, then held it up and watched the sunlight glinting off the little trinket. It was hard to believe that something so small, something that looked so insignificant, like a simple piece of pretty jewelry, was the key to everything. She took a slow breath, eyeing the small cube solemnly.

Be careful with it, Mira. The first few times, it's going to leave you weak, until you become acclimated to it. You may want to be someplace where you can lie down when you try it out.

That had been putting it charitably. In fact, after focusing her will into the cube, channeling the energies it contained, she fell to her knees and the world went grey for a while. She'd just had the strength to give quiet thanks for the forewarning to rent a room and take her clothes off before she fell unconscious across the bed, in an inn in Ratchet where no one knew her face.

She found herself in familiar, but disconcerting surroundings. Perched on a frigid rock on a ledge high above an oasis of green, she recognized immediately the snowy wastes of the Dragonblight, and the dragonshrine that lay below her. A dream, she knew, just a dream while her body lay unconscious many miles away in Ratchet. There was a twinkling, crystalline sound beside her as the green owl lit on a tree branch a few feet over her head.

"Bes," Mira said softly without looking up. "It's been a while." Tilting her head, she listened to the voice only she could hear, then nodded and smiled faintly. "Yes, I had guessed that. I'm too close to touching a dream to expect that I wouldn't hear from you, or at least one of Her messengers."

Casting her eyes back down to the green below, the flowers, the little lake, the half-transparent form slumbering in the midst of it, she sighed. "Maybe. Maybe not. I'm still not sure I belong there. I've been weak. Lost my way. Lost my child. Lost my strength. Lost my heart. Lost my faith."

After a moment's silence, she snorted. "Trials. What if I didn't ask for trials? What if I don't care if I'm strong enough to face it? Maybe all I want is a life, a home and family with no one's battles to fight but my own. Maybe I'm tired of trials, tired of giving all I have to people who don't matter, maybe I just want to spend the precious few years that are left to me with the only person who does."

Laughter, then, though there was a sadness to it. "Of course I know it's a devil's bargain. I give all I have, knowing it's only for a few short years, and then I lose the only one I've always been able to trust, the only one who's never turned his back on me. But it's worth it. This is... this is..."

Her gaze flicked downward again, to the half-seen form. "This is my dream, Bes. And even if I know it won't last forever, even if I know losing it is going to kill me inside... it's the one dream that matters, the one dream I'm willing to risk everything for, even my future. Just this one dream..."

Her voice took on a tone of pleading, and she looked up at the emerald owl. "Let me have this one dream, just this one... and I'll let go of all the others. I'll serve, and I'll fight, just let me have this one damned dream without it falling to pieces around me. That's all I ask. And when the dream is gone... I'm yours... and Hers."

The owl fluttered its wingfeathers, once more making that crystalline, musical sound, and let out a low hoot before it soared away, spiraling down on the currents of the cold wind and disappearing into the green below. Before she had time to ponder the response, Mira opened her eyes.

She woke face-down across a narrow bed and pushed herself up with a groan, shaken by the sudden return to reality, and by the time that had passed in what seemed like only a few minutes' conversation. It was nearly sunset when she came to her senses and hauled herself up to her feet, stumbling unsteadily across the room to take a cautious glance into the looking-glass.

Correction; hauled herself up to her hooves. Staring back at her from the looking glass was a short, busty Tauren girl with white fur, a thick dark mane with a faint reddish cast, and wide green eyes. The thin gold hoops still dangled from both ears, and if she looked closely at her left forearm, she could still see the tattoo through the pale fur. Thick black characters spelled out a single word, barely visible through the layer of white.

Asha, the name Jai's tribe had given her... It was Asha looking back at her from the mirror now. The trinket, and her transformation, had to be a secret, and a Tauren girl calling herself Miranya Silverbrook would be bloody conspicuous. There were only a few people though, close friends and family who could be trusted, who would know that Miranya Silverbrook and Asha Emberhorn were one and the same. The tribe would know, of course - that was the entire point - but the Emberhorns protected their own and she knew the tribe would never betray her.

There were practical considerations to take into account, too, but for the best part of half an hour, those were miles away. She simply stared at her reflection, at this pretty stranger. The tears surprised her, glittering drops from the deep-green eyes - eyes that were still faintly luminescent, something no amount of magic could ever completely disguise - trailing their way down the snow-white muzzle. This was impossible. Delightfully, perfectly, amazingly, wonderfully impossible, and yet there it was, a dream given form looking back at her from the mirror. Even that, though, had come with a caution.

It's like any polymorph spell. You have to be careful how long you use it. If you stay that way long enough, one day Asha will forget she was ever an elf, and Mira will be gone forever.

At this moment, looking at the Tauren staring back at her, with a heart full of hope and possibilities, a part of her thought that maybe staying this way forever wouldn't be so bad. There was still her family, though, and while maybe Cat would understand, her parents certainly wouldn't. She had to keep herself grounded in reality, no matter how tempting the prospect was. That was where practicality took over, as she wound a loose leather kilt around her waist and tied a matching halter to cover her chest. It took several attempts to tie the halter's straps correctly, as she tried to force the new strangely-shaped hands with fewer fingers to work right.

I'm going to need clothes. New gear. Armor. Maybe even a new bow. And a bigger saddle for Biscuit... Good thing you can buy anything in Ratchet if you throw enough gold around.

Where a tiny, stick-thin Sin'dorei had entered the room hours before, a small but busty snow-white Tauren girl left it. She tripped over her own hooves and nearly fell on the floor a few times walking down the hall, but eventually her gait straightened and steadied, and she raised her head, smiling confidently. If everything went according to plan, soon Asha would be as real, as established a soldier of the Horde as Mira had ever been, and she'd finally, finally be on her way to realizing the dream that would actually let her be free.

The first step was to stop at the Inn's front desk and pen a message in an unsteady hand, then drop it in the mail.

Jai,

Meet me tomorrow evening at sunset, at the lake outside Bloodhoof where the Dreamwalkers used to meet. I have a surprise for you.

All my love,
Asha

Tuesday, August 31 (18 replies)

Siloquay — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 19:40:03 -0400

Kapow! Swingin in to snag the daily thread before I fall into a coma on my day off! Question tho, anyone know any good resources for info about Troll culture?

August 30th! (21 replies)

Matojo — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 01:01:41 -0400

... Holy shit September already. Almost. EEEK.

My Challenge to the Denizens of TB (11 replies)

Matojo — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 13:58:18 -0400

Over the years, I've heard complaints - mainly, complaints about griefers, about crappy names and about stupid behaviour in /s and /y. I've basically heard a lot of complaining about behaviour that breaks Blizzard's Roleplaying Policy and, believe it or not, we aren't entirely powerless.

I challenge you, TB, to read [us.blizzard.com] and to start taking action.

When you see a name that doesn't belong on a roleplaying server (mcdudeman, moocowmoo, whatever)? Type /gm and report it.

When you see idiots yelling chatspeak across Dalaran? Type /gm and report it.

Whenever you see anything that breaks the Roleplaying Policy, report it.

If you can, be sure to warn the individuals as well: /w (name) ((Hi there, please read and review the Blizzard Roleplaying Policy here: [us.blizzard.com] - /y and /s must remain in-character. Thank you. ))

/w (name) ((Hi there, please read and review the Blizzard Roleplaying Policy here: [us.blizzard.com] - your character's name does not fit the Roleplaying Server Ruleset and is being reported. ))

/w (name) ((Hi there, please read and review the Blizzard Roleplaying Policy here: [us.blizzard.com] - verbal/physical harassment that targets roleplayers may be subject to a temporary ban from the game. Cease and desist. ))

Whatever you do, just do it - and keep doing it.

It's up to us, TB. /salute

[H] ICC 25-Rotface (1 reply)

Renzojuken — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 19:43:18 -0400

So. I've been attempting to grab Shadow's edge, on Maranwe, and it's going pretty good so far. Got the hammer, got some saronite, and Festergut's blood. Unfortunatly, I am unsure of the continued existance of the pug i've been doing this with.

I realise this is quite alot to ask, as I am not a full time raider, but I know some of you here are. Or know people. Should this be possible, and someone can sneak me in a fight with Rotface, in ICC25, I would be immensely grateful. I don't ask for loot, all I want is the missing blood I need, provided someone from the guild/group whichever itself does not. Thanks for the consideration.

8/29/10 (4 replies)

Kaphik — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 19:37:35 -0400

Did anyone watch the new show Memphis Beat? I highly recommend it.

Your New Silverpine Forest (3 replies)

Caeryn — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 14:41:49 -0400

Courtesy of the Forsaken:

Taken after a pretty cool quest where Sylvanas explains herself to Garrosh, and Garrosh throws out the b-word. Snaps.

Kalis house of sketches (13 replies)

KaliTehPally — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 18:06:20 -0400

Hey guys
Kali here to submit any WoW related art I might have worked on or am working on at the time. Hope you enjoy the artwork and don't be afraid to give any feedback that may help me out in the near future.

The day of Satur's, August 28th Two Thousand and Ten. (5 replies)

Brumboldt — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 18:42:37 -0400

So I caved in and got a second WoW account so I can play Alliance on TB too since I was out of slots....

It's the Last Friday in August! (19 replies)

Kaphik — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 23:40:52 -0400

Ren & Stimpy + Happy Tree Friends = Win!

You kids and your new cartoons have nothing!

Wendy's Training Videos from the 80's (no replies)

Kaphik — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 14:33:32 -0400

OMFG.

[www.urlesque.com]

Interesting topic from the General forums, re: Forsaken (3 replies)

Kaphik — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 18:50:54 -0400

Here's a link to the post: [forums.worldofwarcraft.com]

and, Repost:

With the fall of the Lich King (at least to the rest of the world outside of the heroes who witnessed Bolvar's ascension to the ice throne), wouldn't there be a push from some circles within the Forsaken community to seek a final death at this point?

Five to ten years ago, I get it. If I had just been raised from the dead as a member of the Forsaken, I would understand the sense of duty. We need to aid the dark lady and the rest of the Horde in defeating the Lich King, who we pretty much believe to be responsible for this plague business. All the while, my existence is but a sad/slow torture as I carry no feelings from my life.

Now, with the Lich King destroyed. Why would I not be allowed to rest? Why would we all want to continue?

I can see where this may all be about power from Lady Sylvannis's standpoint. But if I were just a low ranking member of the Forsaken, I think I would greet a final death with open arms, and embrace the peace of death.

Original post is by Daschle of Wyrmrest Accord

Dwarf Fortress (13 replies)

Brumboldt — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 18:33:13 -0400

So it has recently come to my attention that we have quite a few people who play Dwarf Fortress, I figured we should have a thread about it. Also if we have enough people interested, perhaps we should do a succession game and chronicle it a la Boatmurdered.

To start with, here is my first fortress. I'm still learning the game but it's quite a lovely place.

"The Dead Constructs"

Ode to a Fel Reaver (1 reply)

Ardelia — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 12:38:21 -0400

Fel Reaver, O Fel Reaver, the terror of Hellfire
'tis many a noob's been flattened by thy fierce metallic ire!
Tall as a colossus! Drivn' by hell's own steam!
Pity a great thing like you has got no self esteem.

You've enormous iron arms, tremendous trampling feet,
A dragon 'round your portrait just to prove to us you're leet!
You survey your tiny victims with fearsome fiery eyes,
But God forbid you'd ever pick on someone your own size!

All newcomers to Outland live in fear your path to cross
As you stomp around the lowbie zone pretending you're a boss
But though you're level 70, gigantic, strong and great,
Your favorite target seems to be some green-geared 58.

As you wander the peninsula a-spreading fear and sorrow
Like a Steampunk devilsaur in a dystopian Un'Goro
Do you ever stop to think what sort of boss you might have made
If you weren't too chickenshit to face a twenty-five-man raid?

Fel Reaver, O Fel Reaver, the terror of Hellfire
'tis many a noob's been flattened by thy fierce metallic ire!
Tall as a colossus! Drivn' by hell's own steam!
Pity a great thing like you has got no self esteem.

Portrait of an Alt (4 replies)

Arrow — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 16:23:08 -0400

Howdy strangers.

Wasn't in the mood to play much today and after looking at some of the other wonderful art here I decided to spend a little time doodling.

Meet Veace, my new(est) Rogue.

I don't usually color or shade since I don't have any decent art programs or fancy Wacom tablets (CINTIQ 12WX *drool*). I pretty much stick with a mechanical pencil and some fine line pens. If I'm still not in the mood for playing tomorrow I probably do something of Braak.

Thursday, August 26th AKA Sleepy Lystaa Day. (24 replies)

Lystaa — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 18:30:15 -0400

Working Lystaa claims the day again, 50 minutes after midnight!
Well, 52 minutes now, but I'm just being technical.

Day off imminent, and I haven't slept well the past two nights, so I shall sleep until I feel like getting up. It shall be glorious. Then LARPing on the weekend.

The Lillix mystery continues.

Sanguis Investigations (5 replies)

Trinda — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 08:25:44 -0400

((The following events took place roughly between April 26th and May 16th 2006.))

Deep in the hidden archives of one of the Frostmane sanctuaries, there is a paper written in Trollish. Copies have been made in both Taurahe and Orcish, but they are now in the hands of the Head Speaker.
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The Investigation of the Church of Sanguis Nox

Introduction: The Church of Sanguis Nox, formed and formerly financed by Bishop Tarenmor, is a group that reveres the night, moon and stars with a great respect. At least this was the premise at the start of the investigation. As of late, the actions of several members have been called to my attention. At first glance, it would seem that the Church, under new leadership, is slipping into darkness. This investigation will take a closer look at some of the allegations and predict the future direction of the Church.

Subject One: Aquenda Tenderhoof

In past experiences, Aquenda has proven herself to be a good friend, in combat and in simple conversation. All in all, she was a good person and had a relatively good sense of judgement. In recent weeks however, the former Bishop Tarenmor alleged that Aquenda had been consuming the flesh of the living... or undead as the case may be. With my prior positive experiences with Aquenda being recalled, I sat and listened in disbelief. He accused Aquenda of fully consuming two beings, and failed in an attempt to consume a third, most know this third as Arbert. So that was to be my next move.

I struck out to find Arbert. When we met, he confirmed Tarenmor's allegations. In fact, Arbert had nothing but ill-will towards the Tauren Shaman. Almost to the point of madness, though madness is not all that uncommon in the Undead I have encountered.

In a final act of confirmation, I went to a ranking member of the Church. I approached No Grimtotem and asked about Aquenda's new condition. He said that the Church was doing all they could to help her and that she, herself, was tring to stop these foul actions. This leads to an interesting question: What if she cannot stop?

Subject Two: No Grimtotem

No Grimtotem has shown maturity and wisdom on several different occasions. Whether it was diffusing a tense situation in one of the local taverns or engaging in meaningful discussions on the different cultures of our world, No seemed to be a respectable Tauren. He is also a staunch supporter of Magatha Grimtotem, the Elder Crone of the Grimtotem Tribe. Which in turn reflects his support for the Grimtotems themselves. This is where his character comes into question.

Recently, on a covert operation I was hired for, I discovered three secret notes in the tents of the Grimtotem at Darkcloud Pinnacle. They implicate the Grimtotem in secret dealings between themselves and what seem to be an Undead group. This cannot be confirmed, but I cannot think of any other group that would want to meet in Lordaeron. Attached to this report, are copies of the notes I found.

I asked No what these notes meant, and he gave smirk, as if expecting such a question. His response was fairly logical, in that the Grimtotem are known supporters of the Forsaken. In fact, it was Magatha's encouragement that resulted in the Forsaken joining the Horde. It is also common knowledge that the Bloodhooves that follow Cairne, are less accepting of the Forsaken because they are unnatural. So naturally, the deals that take place between the Grimtotem and Forsaken are kept relatively secret, so that they do not further enrage the other Tauren Tribes.

For now this is a satisfactory answer, but I still think that such things should be kept in the public eye, as both groups are known for their underhanded methods.

Subject Three: Xa'ru of the Atal'ai (Family name currently unknown)

When we first met, Xa'ru was a Troll Hunter who did not know much of his past. He was a friendly mercenary, who loved the sea and sailing. We fell out of touch, and when we reconnected, it was clear that he had undergone a change. He no longer had a pet that followed him and he bore the markings of a Warrior. This was not the only change, more importantly, his speech and tone of voice had changed to a more cryptic and sometimes aggressive manner.

A group of us met in a local tavern for a few drinks. A discussion on Tribes and culture got started, and everyone went around the room explaining their roots and their beliefs. Xa'ru stated that he was the child of the Atal'ai, notorious for their dealings with the Bloodgod, the Soulflayer... Hakkar. Whan asked if he was a follower of Hakkar, the room got silent and all eyes fell on him. He never answered, but it was implied that he did, through his riddles and talk of the Atal'ai.

Later that week, I was sitting at the bar with my head down. Xa'ru and a Tauren were discussing religion. He must have thought the Tauren ignorant and that no one else was around, because he said it plain as day. Xa'ru does indeed follow Hakkar the Soulflayer. The Betrayer of Trolls. I darted out of the tavern as quickly as I could to begin my writings.

Xa'ru and his people, the Atal'ai are a danger to -all- races. Hakkar wishes to cover the world in Shadow and Blood, and they support him with their lives and their very souls. Any intelligent person would know that this cannot be permitted. Xa'ru must be stopped.

Here is where the investigation takes a turn for the worst. No Grimtotem stated that Sanguis Nox is aware of Xa'ru's belief in the Bloodgod. He also stated that if threatened, they would defend Xa'ru or any member of Sanguis Nox for that matter.

Conclusion:

The Church of Sanguis Nox is trying to help Miss Tenderhoof cease her foul habits of consuming living flesh. For that they are to be commended. No's Tribe seems to have some sort of shady deal going on. Whether or not it is a noble one remains to be seen. Since I have no further evidence apart from the notes, I cannot pass judgement so quickly.

However, Sanguis Nox not only harbours a follower of Hakkar but a ranking member states that they will defend him to the end. Which in turn means that Sanguis Nox and its followers condone this type of behaviour. I have no choice but to condemn them and extend a plea for help to all Tribes, Clans, Organizations and other groups. We must end Xa'ru -now- before it is too late!

I also extend an offer of amnesty to any member of Sanguis Nox that leaves the Church. Should they do so, it is a sign that they do not tolerate such irreprehensible behaviour.

Thank You for taking the time to read this.
Trinda To'Baga.
Frostmane Mama.

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Attached to the report are the following letters:

Agasham,
Our plans must be kept secret at all costs! It will be disastrous if the other tauren tribes discover our affiliation.
Signed,
Harbinger Elm

Agasham,
Working together, our forces will be more powerful than all of the tauren tribes put together! Yet, we require your total obediance. Remember, your people will be rewarded only after our plans come to fruition.
Signed,
Harbinger Rex

Agasham,
Our agents from Lordaeron will meet with your delegates. Soon. We will notify you once we've found an appropriate location for our summit.
Signed,
Harbinger Grakus

Hump Day! (or Wednesday, August 25th) (28 replies)

Adaret — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 19:36:49 -0400

It's 2:30am and I should be sleeping, but I'm totally not for one reason or the other. So I make today's daily thread. Hopefully it won't eventually turn into me being flaily over this damn costume I'm working on for faire.

As an unrelated aside, I'm debating rolling one more alt here pre-Cataclysm, most likely Alliance. I'm thinking a spacegoat, but I haven't quite decided yet. We shall see! Now, though?

Now I try to sleep. Hopefully.

TBDF at Dragon*Con (7 replies)

Burningsteel — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 02:31:27 -0400

Since there are only 9 days left until this wondrous event, who else is going to be there? I'll be making my triumphant return after a 3 year hiatus!