Proof that Blizzard sometimes really do listen, if you word your complaints to them reasonably enough!
Hey, look what’s back! Continue reading “That Guy: Won’t Shaddap”
I know I promised this over a year ago…and now I can finally deliver on it! (No pun intended.)
FoxFireFiction’s first browser game is up and running! Though some additional site modifications will have to take place before I can embed this properly into the page itself, for now you can click on the below link to get started. (Only supported for desktop/laptop computers for now, unfortunately.)
He looked at her. He saw her careworn face, her red hair bound up and starting to lose its shine with the onset of her age… He imagined what life could’ve been like, if it was her hand he had held at the summer gala…
This piece was a response to a short writing prompt: write a dialogue in which the two characters are almost having a big fight, but not quite. I chose Tyrric and Mirium for this scene as that’s something they often do! What came out of it isn’t quite a dialogue, but I’m happy with how it illustrates the ongoing tension between them.
As far as canon goes, this scene would’ve been set roughly before Keelath returned from the dead but while Tyrric was still dating Alelsa. It’s not entirely accurate to that timeline though, mostly because I wanted to write a scene that was self-contained –one you could pick up and read without knowing anything about the rest of Sunwalker lore. So, enjoy it as a illustrative piece if not a completely factual one!Author’s Note
“Lord Tyrric, we really need to talk about your taste in horses.”
Tyrric looked up from the handwritten ledgers spread across his desk. Mirium was standing across from him, hands on her hips, in that “I’m about to make some trouble” kind of way that always set his heart racing.
“Yes. Ah. What about?” he answered, calmly enough despite his distraction. Continue reading “All They Had”
This post is NSFW (Not Safe For Work) due graphic scenes related to childbirth and sex. More on the level of PG-13 than R I think, but you hath been warned! Continue reading “(NSFW) And Then There Were Three”
“Keelath, I wanted to apologise to you.” Continue reading “Mirium’s Apology”
Even before the Farstrider turned towards her, his mouth a line of regret, before Tyrric gave a ragged cry and dashed forward, Mirium knew. Mirium knew, and suddenly her world would never be the same.
I had written this many months before, but the dramatic wording of it caused me to not post it until I could go back and edit the tone down a little. Months later, the tone isn’t edited down by more than a few word changes, but I’m calling it good enough to post despite my misgivings.
Though not an exhaustive look at the Sunwalkers’ doings during the Second War of the Warcraft universe, this hits the major happenings: Keelath’s death, Evelos’ departure south to join the Alliance, and Mirium’s downward spiral into losing her Light magic.Author’s Note
Evelos tossed and turned. The grief was still too raw, sharp edged, and his mind fled from it Continue reading “The Second War”
This came out of a roleplay session, in which Ondolemar, a friend’s blood elf priest character, on the Cenarion Circle server of World of Warcaft, whipped out a magic gun to shoot his enemies with, rather than rely on something more mundane like a smite of the Light or whack to the head. The image was so clear in my mind’s eye that I had to draw it. Continue reading “Ondolemar”
|Talthan Dawnspell sat back in his chair, fingers steepled as he finished observing the outcome of the fight on the shimmering disc floating in front of him. He opened a ledger from his desk and flicked through until he found the relevant entry.|
“Well, well, well. It seems we have a new player to consider. And one with a connection to a particular friend of ours. Perhaps it’s time to arrange a meeting… ” Continue reading “A Meeting Observed”