Above all, Seryth wanted to escape his past. Continue reading “The Shaping of Seryth, Chapters 9 – 12”
At first, Seryth had planned to circle above the camps and consider a way to convince the ren’dorei to speak to him — whether through honest negotiation or through infiltration. Malfas decided his course of action for him, though, diving out of the sky on the first elf he saw. The rest of the ren’dorei reacted accordingly, readying weapons and spells, and Seryth just sighed. Continue reading “The Shaping of Seryth, Chapters 6 – 8”
“I can’t just turn a blind eye to this and leave,” said Ezran. “I fought in the wars. I could help you with this warlock lord and his thugs.”
“You are but one man,” said Saldean. Continue reading “The Search for Seryth, Chapters 7 – 9”
Seryth couldn’t hide the baby dragon from Arthur, however. Continue reading “The Shaping of Seryth, Chapters 3 – 5”
The Story of Seryth continues! Mind you, I’m not entirely sure where I’ll go with this one. Unlike Seryth’s original tale and now Ezran’s, I don’t have a clear idea in my head of his story’s progression other than that he (maybe) redeems himself. I suppose we will put the brainstorming technique of Living Story Roleplay to the test, then!
If you haven’t read my other Living Story Roleplays, then read the following for some navigation tips: Continue reading “The Shaping of Seryth, Prologue – Chapter 2”
Ezran double-checked his disguise before joining the gathering. He could see the Stormwind official was getting impatient, and no wonder, the farmers were telling stories of everything from a demon to a murloc as having been responsible for the Furlbrows’ death. Thinking of the faint scent of fel he had caught in Sentinel’s Hill, Ezran wondered at the former.
As the hypotheses of the farmers grew more and more wild, Ezran stepped in. Continue reading “The Search for Seryth, Chapters 4 – 6”
“So, you don’t love her,” said Keelath, putting his hands on his hips, “but then you love her enough to go and do that to her. The whole manor could have heard you, you know, if the whole manor had been full.”
“Shut up,” snapped Tyrric. Continue reading “Tyrric’s Madness, Part Five”
This is one of those scenes where I will probably come back to it in half a year and find it completely cringe-worthy.
Also, a minor content warning as Tyrric considers suicide, followed by a romance. (I told you: totally cringe-worthy!)Author’s Note
Tyrric considered Continue reading “Tyrric’s Madness, Part Four”