WoW Story: BloodlustCaleb's hooves pound the cobblestone pathway as he and his rider thunder through the small town of tranquillen in a blur of motion. Pink foam oozes from the horse's mouth, dripping on the ever disappearing path below them. An undead squeal of pain from his throat only strengthens her bloodlusted grip on his reins, pulling and digging deep into his flesh. Caleb's eyes roll with pain as he is pressed on by his unrelenting rider, the burning desire to please her causing him to push beyond his limits. Luna's lich fire eyes blaze with anger and the need to kill. The heaving beast below her cannot run fast enough! She digs her heels hard into his sides. Run Caleb! Run!More Like This
Once clear of the town, Luna unsheathes her burning blades. She forces her steed off the pathways into the thick, rich forests of the Ghostlands. Luna does not slow him down. Not even when the terrain becomes dangerously uneven, shadows hiding patches of potentially crippling gaps in the forest floor. She is too far consumed i
AfterThey were dying.More Like This
It wasn't a matter up for questioning. No, it was just a fact.
It was ironic, really, the aspect of life dying next to the one who called himself death. Ironic in a twisted, yet poetic, way. Her bright red, glowing eyes slid to whom she now considered companion. He was perhaps even more worse off than she, his dark scales rising higher and higher as he bloated with every breath. The armor that had been keeping him together was scattered across the cavern.
"I'll kill you, bitch. Just... you wait..." She snorted, flicking her now stump of a tail.
"Go ahead. I'd appreciate it, really." His rasping, desperate breaths slowed as he considered this. He hissed, blood spewing from his massive jaw as he did so. The red dragon's eyes rolled. How pathetic and childish.
"I won't... give you... the satisfaction... I am Death! If only... you had listened... we coulda... ruled..." His words were coming out slower now, choppier. It was obvious that he wanted to rise to his paws,