Warcraft Logs: Prologue & Chapter One.
Prologue Zino groaned and rubbed his head as he stared at the wooden table supporting him, his vision wavering and unsteady. In his hand, he gripped a half empty mug of the strongest alcohol the shady tavern he was in had. There was only himself...
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Forty Five
Let the storytellers fall to their knees in despondency when they realized just what it was they truly faced. and let her hold him while he cried. aylaryl knew that pain all too well.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty One
"who tells the storyteller's story?" he scrunched his muzzle. "i don't get it." "it's a riddle, not a joke." mother chuckled, draping her wings across her body. "just...think about it. who tells...the storyteller's...story?" "the storyteller."
Guns of Legend: Chapter Ten
Without giving the storyteller time to reply, the priest began to force his way into the crowd. he eyed each one of the gargoyles, searching for something adlis guessed only he could see.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Six
Their skin looked darker than some of the storytellers, but not as dark as the friendly traders who roamed the desert. vakaal grimaced, hoping the storytellers hadn't harmed those people as they'd harmed his own tribe.
A Story as Good as Gold
She could only spurt out the storytelling and then throw herself flat onto the couch, her wings stretched out and her tummy heaving up and down in raspy, disorderly breaths.
This WInding Path
_The following story contains dark themes that may be sensitive to certain readers i.e. domestic abuse. You are warned now that if this subject material is offensive to you do not read further. It also contains themes of drinking depression and...
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Seven
We had an ember of the storyteller's power, but those two? they had his full flame._ "you...merged them." revaramek gaped, struggled just to take a breath. "you...you're..._him_." "maybe."
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Forty Seven
To reclaim what the storytellers stole. _if only he had a home left to reclaim_. asterbury bared his fangs in a silent snarl, flattening his ears.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapters Eighty Five - Ninety One
Other than that, he wants to end the storytellers forever, and liberate their colonies. basically, i was doing, years ago." "uh huh."
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fifty Four
I think the storyteller saw that. saw a chance to take the people everyone else spat upon, and pull them out of their sewers and slums and their oppressed villages. he saw a chance to make urd'thin special.
The Last Tale- Chapter One
Chapter One The circle of golden sunlight crawled along the floor, making the dancing dust motes glimmer. As the temperature in the eyrie warmed, the large body in the straw moved, lavender feathers rustling. One eye opened, blinking slowly. A low...