Honeymoon

Andulin struggled to shut the tent door, but the fierce wind and blowing rain pelting her, hampered her efforts. Finally, with some force of strength, she brought the two flaps together and drew them tight, tying them back together more securely this time. The large...

Dark Ceremonies

Secluded in Darkshire, away from the prying eyes of the Horde, the company of Burning Tusks met in the shadows. Towering over the grove was the statue of some ancient pink skin hero, and a series of benches surrounding the rectangular stone slab in the centre. The...

Bound for the Future

The remnants of Draenor, now called Outland, seemed to always be cool, but in front of a fire at the tiny Troll post in Zangarmarsh, Jez and Zij sat warmly in front of the large fire, talking happily. Together on the bench, Jez lay curled up in a ball in Zij’s...

Eye Spy

“You know, I’ve been looking at this map for days, and I just can’t seem to find Baywoe Island anywhere on it,” the blue-haired spy of a troll said to Jez, sitting on the boxes outside of the Orgrimmar Auction House. She snarled, low in her chest, “Ja...

Simply Zij

Simply decorated, the room is large but pleasant, with cushions and soft sheets of various colours and varieties strewn about. Though what draws the eye is the majestically tall and broad blue-skinned Troll seated on the large cream coloured chair at the centre. The...

Wedding and Betrayal

It wasn’t easy ta get to where we were goin’ to be wed. D’ere was a lot of t’ings d’at needed plannin’ ahead of time, as well as da knowledge d’at we may not be makin’ it off of da boat in as few pieces as we started in....