Sleeping Worgen Part 9Sleeping Worgen Part 92 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sleeping Worgen Chapter 9: Escape from Twilight
After a while of flying through stormy weather, the group have finally arrived at Deathwing's domain the Bastion of Twilight. When they got there, it was a gloomy and foreboding place where no one will dare enter. Looking upon the tower, its spooky tone sent shivers down Gobber's spine. They quietly made their way through the portal which was the entrance and found themselves in a strange chamber.
“Thornado you take Grump and Cloudjumper and find the other dragons i'll signal you when we found Prince leo, Hiccup and the others” said Stoick to the thunderdrum which nodded and the three dragons took off.
“Come on” whispered Celestia. Then they made their way cautiously. This is a pretty dangerous mission. If Deathwing knew they’re here, the three vikings and the Alicorns might go into a situation that they might have little chance to escape from. As they continue to make their way towards the passage, they sudd
Awoken in the ForestThe heavy feeling ceased, I could see again and I was seemly walking down a winding forest path when I noticed that I was carrying a sword. This sword was a gleaming silver in colour with the handle wrapped in fine black leather and along the blade there was an inscription, I assume it was Latin, I didn’t know what it said. With this blade in my hand I felt uneasy as if there was something amiss with it.Awoken in the Forest2 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
Streams of moonlight were coming through the trees, a little aid for my gas lamp in my other hand. Even this lamp was intricate and beautiful in a way. This had the same inscription encircled around the base of the handle. I began to wonder what it could mean but I didn’t stop, I just carried on wandering down this track. I was coming around properly now and beginning to tune into what I was actually doing. Why am I walking down this path? Where am I going? I thought. I hadn’t properly looked at myself since my sight returned, I had only been transfixed by the objects
The Skull MontyThe Skull Monty4 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
Netherspace shuddered with arcing beams of instability. Gargantuan rocks dangled within the precipice of an infinite expanse, untethered to any means of order. Within this infinite emptiness, a lone gargoyle carrying a rather diabolical skull soared through the bleak skies of disorder and ruin. An entropy in the darkness, it screeched an otherworldly call as it entered through a gaping portal within the misanthropic realm, departing from Netherspace.
A portal akin to the previous one gradually formed within another world: Xoroth, home of the Nathrezim. This realm was far different from the former. Galloping herds of Dreadsteeds prowled the massive blazing plains of the demonic planet. Ebony clouds enveloped the stratosphere, shrouding the malefic land from the searing skies above. The gargoyle shrieked once more as it flew over countless burning hills towards a gargantuan citadel in the distance.
Perching itself upon the rim of one of the bastion's balconies, the necrotic construct hel
The Rage of BattleThe clash of Steel and Iron echoed across the barren wastes. Battle had ensued once more, or it never ended. Across the whole of the Blasted Lands, the Alliance and Horde seemed constantly fighting or defending against the Iron Horde. And now a small Skirmish along the road had Esria Moonfall once again pitting her axes against several of the blood thirsty orcs.The Rage of Battle1 week ago in General Fiction More Like This
Both Kaldorie and Orcs were stained with blood, Esria coated in a sheen of orcish blood from the assassin that lay lifeless behind her, while the pair of orcs before her were dripping with a mix of red human, blue draenei and dark elven blood. They laughed at her, they had the upper hand right now and both they and Esria knew it. She had been backed away from the rest of her group who were still fighting a short way down the road. The sound of metal colliding and spells being conjured still reached the trio as they prepared for combat.
It began suddenly as expected, one orc lunging at her. His face was curled into an expression
The Blood Forge (Part 1)Southern Tanaan Jungle, Draenor, about 30 years agoThe Blood Forge (Part 1)5 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
The night was what would normally be considered silent, the light of the full moon shining over the small village near the outskirts of the Jungle. The only sounds breaking the silence was brief shrieks from the noctural creatures living within the dense vegetation and the familiar sound of crickets. The eldest son of Bloodforge had a hard time sleeping, instead focusing at listening to the creatures of the nights. The day had been eventful, with the Chieftain of the Bleeding Hollow, Kilrogg Deadeye, having asked the clan's warriors to come to a gathering in the Shadowmoon Valley in only a few days, on the Warchief's command. This would mean that he and his brothers would soon leave their home for an unknown amount of time, and he was unsure wether he should go or not. But a request not only from the Warlord, but from the Warchief himself, must have been way too important to ignore.
"Brother, are you awake?" It was one o