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Chronology of Aranya and Rhovin 2014-2018

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Chronology of Aranya and Rhovin 2014-2018

Kethron's Office Fireflies Gift to Remember Birthday Girl Gravity Things that Only Stars Hear: Heart Wide Open Letter for Kethron Old Habits Only a Shadow In the Light of Dawn Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)Old Hungers (NSFW) April Fool Lady Thorne What Would Have Been (AU) Chase the Dark (AU) The Reunion (NSFW) The Fires We Lit (NSFW) The Taste of Power   Unborn Try Again Come Raise the Dead

The Taste of Power

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The Taste of Power

The creaks of a rocking galleon and gentle waves of the sea. The pale moon, full and brilliant, shined above the Black Rose. Crew members slept, others drank and sang. Their captain, however, locked in his quarters. Away from them all. He pondered, brooding at his desk at the thought of where his brother could be. His thumb rubbed the jewel at his neck, wondering if he could tap just enough of his dormant energies for her to feel. Aranya. The name caught his mind, repeating itself as his eyes shut to focus any energy he could muster. The most he could do was to focus that on sudden acts of stealth, covering himself or his weapons in shadow

The Fires We Lit (NSFW)

The Reunion (NSFW)

Chase the Dark (AU)

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Chase the Dark (AU)

Days go on forever But I have not left your side We can chase the Dark together If you go, than so will I The rain wasn't heavy. Hardly a drizzle. But on a hot day like this it was more than welcome. Rhovin stood under the open Eversong sky, shirtless, letting the misty downpour cool his skin. He held his son in his arms, a beautiful little lad, hardly older than a season, clad in nothing but a diaper in this too-warm weather. Tiny droplets glistened on the man's back and shoulders, and on the elf-baby's round, soft little head of wispy dark hair. Aravin was quiet and wide-eyed with wondering interest at everything that his infant eyes

What Would Have Been (AU)

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What Would Have Been (AU)

Rhovin lay beside Aranya, watching the light of the early morning stretching its fingers over her features, painting them with gold and fire. She would leave in two days for the Vermillion Redoubt. The dragons were requesting sorcerers to aid them. Something about tangles in the flow of magic around old haunts of the Twilight cult. He was taking as much time as he could get with her until then. ... She looked so much at peace, with her slow, deep breaths, her eyes moving underneath their lids. What did she dream of? Was it a memory that his gift had brought back to life for her? Or was it a vision of a possible future? His mind had been d

Lady Thorne

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Lady Thorne

A veneer of silver clouds covered the skies over the eternally vibrant fields and forests, casting a much-subdued glow of daylight over the grand mansion, despite the fact that it was near-midday. The dark-haired mage took meandering steps, her boots not making much sound at all as her tall figure traipsed the grounds of the estate. There was, however, one direction that she seemed pulled to, almost magnetically, without even thinking about it. Aranya's fingertips brushed over the carved stone of Lady Thorne's grave. She was alone for the moment. No one would know that she had wandered here, unless they had already been watching her. She kne

April Fool

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April Fool

 Rhovin I swiped your bow and tossed it over a lake. Happy hunting! All my love, ~Aranya Rhovin stared at the note that he had found where he left his bow, not quite knowing whether to laugh or scowl, but looking very perplexed all the same. Of all the pranks she could have pulled... Knowing her, there was a fifty-fifty chance that she really had left his weapon to its watery fate at the bottom of some lake somewhere in the world, and an equally fifty-fifty chance that she had left it someplace stupidly obvious. The hunter read over the words again. There was a hint in there, somewhere, some kind of trick to this game she had started. The

Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)

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Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)

A hair-raising tingle passed through the air in the shadowed halls where strode Lutero Thorne. Just to the side of him, embers of light winked into existence, swarming and clustering into a shape... and then dissipating to reveal a person. A familiar one at that. Lutero had only a fraction of a second to react as Aranya collapsed right next to him, nearly hitting the floor but for the fact that he caught her just in time. The air around her reeked of raw fel power. Her breaths were coming in hard and ragged. One of her sleeves had somehow been completely torn away, leaving her whole arm and shoulder bare. Other sections of her robes had been

Only a Shadow

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Only a Shadow

The sound of the door opening behind the only-moments-arrived arcanist prompted her to turn around. Her eyes were greeted with the sight of a handsome, high-cheekboned and familiar face, framed by dark hair, looking back at her from the doorway to the room... But this face did not belong to the one she most often saw wearing it. "You," Aranya acknowledged the shadow priest expressionlessly, and turned away from him to finish laying aside some of her belongings at the foot of the chair that stood close to the quiet, dark fireplace. "Me," he returned, with a spread of his hands; not at all sorry if she was disappointed to see him, and he stro
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Chronology of Aranya and Rhovin 2014-2018

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Chronology of Aranya and Rhovin 2014-2018

Kethron's Office Fireflies Gift to Remember Birthday Girl Gravity Things that Only Stars Hear: Heart Wide Open Letter for Kethron Old Habits Only a Shadow In the Light of Dawn Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)Old Hungers (NSFW) April Fool Lady Thorne What Would Have Been (AU) Chase the Dark (AU) The Reunion (NSFW) The Fires We Lit (NSFW) The Taste of Power   Unborn Try Again Come Raise the Dead

The Taste of Power

T

The Taste of Power

The creaks of a rocking galleon and gentle waves of the sea. The pale moon, full and brilliant, shined above the Black Rose. Crew members slept, others drank and sang. Their captain, however, locked in his quarters. Away from them all. He pondered, brooding at his desk at the thought of where his brother could be. His thumb rubbed the jewel at his neck, wondering if he could tap just enough of his dormant energies for her to feel. Aranya. The name caught his mind, repeating itself as his eyes shut to focus any energy he could muster. The most he could do was to focus that on sudden acts of stealth, covering himself or his weapons in shadow

The Fires We Lit (NSFW)

The Reunion (NSFW)

Chase the Dark (AU)

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Chase the Dark (AU)

Days go on forever But I have not left your side We can chase the Dark together If you go, than so will I The rain wasn't heavy. Hardly a drizzle. But on a hot day like this it was more than welcome. Rhovin stood under the open Eversong sky, shirtless, letting the misty downpour cool his skin. He held his son in his arms, a beautiful little lad, hardly older than a season, clad in nothing but a diaper in this too-warm weather. Tiny droplets glistened on the man's back and shoulders, and on the elf-baby's round, soft little head of wispy dark hair. Aravin was quiet and wide-eyed with wondering interest at everything that his infant eyes

What Would Have Been (AU)

W

What Would Have Been (AU)

Rhovin lay beside Aranya, watching the light of the early morning stretching its fingers over her features, painting them with gold and fire. She would leave in two days for the Vermillion Redoubt. The dragons were requesting sorcerers to aid them. Something about tangles in the flow of magic around old haunts of the Twilight cult. He was taking as much time as he could get with her until then. ... She looked so much at peace, with her slow, deep breaths, her eyes moving underneath their lids. What did she dream of? Was it a memory that his gift had brought back to life for her? Or was it a vision of a possible future? His mind had been d

Lady Thorne

L

Lady Thorne

A veneer of silver clouds covered the skies over the eternally vibrant fields and forests, casting a much-subdued glow of daylight over the grand mansion, despite the fact that it was near-midday. The dark-haired mage took meandering steps, her boots not making much sound at all as her tall figure traipsed the grounds of the estate. There was, however, one direction that she seemed pulled to, almost magnetically, without even thinking about it. Aranya's fingertips brushed over the carved stone of Lady Thorne's grave. She was alone for the moment. No one would know that she had wandered here, unless they had already been watching her. She kne

April Fool

A

April Fool

 Rhovin I swiped your bow and tossed it over a lake. Happy hunting! All my love, ~Aranya Rhovin stared at the note that he had found where he left his bow, not quite knowing whether to laugh or scowl, but looking very perplexed all the same. Of all the pranks she could have pulled... Knowing her, there was a fifty-fifty chance that she really had left his weapon to its watery fate at the bottom of some lake somewhere in the world, and an equally fifty-fifty chance that she had left it someplace stupidly obvious. The hunter read over the words again. There was a hint in there, somewhere, some kind of trick to this game she had started. The

Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)

S

Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)

A hair-raising tingle passed through the air in the shadowed halls where strode Lutero Thorne. Just to the side of him, embers of light winked into existence, swarming and clustering into a shape... and then dissipating to reveal a person. A familiar one at that. Lutero had only a fraction of a second to react as Aranya collapsed right next to him, nearly hitting the floor but for the fact that he caught her just in time. The air around her reeked of raw fel power. Her breaths were coming in hard and ragged. One of her sleeves had somehow been completely torn away, leaving her whole arm and shoulder bare. Other sections of her robes had been

Only a Shadow

O

Only a Shadow

The sound of the door opening behind the only-moments-arrived arcanist prompted her to turn around. Her eyes were greeted with the sight of a handsome, high-cheekboned and familiar face, framed by dark hair, looking back at her from the doorway to the room... But this face did not belong to the one she most often saw wearing it. "You," Aranya acknowledged the shadow priest expressionlessly, and turned away from him to finish laying aside some of her belongings at the foot of the chair that stood close to the quiet, dark fireplace. "Me," he returned, with a spread of his hands; not at all sorry if she was disappointed to see him, and he stro

Chronology of Aranya and Rhovin 2014-2018

C

Chronology of Aranya and Rhovin 2014-2018

Kethron's Office Fireflies Gift to Remember Birthday Girl Gravity Things that Only Stars Hear: Heart Wide Open Letter for Kethron Old Habits Only a Shadow In the Light of Dawn Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)Old Hungers (NSFW) April Fool Lady Thorne What Would Have Been (AU) Chase the Dark (AU) The Reunion (NSFW) The Fires We Lit (NSFW) The Taste of Power   Unborn Try Again Come Raise the Dead

The Taste of Power

T

The Taste of Power

The creaks of a rocking galleon and gentle waves of the sea. The pale moon, full and brilliant, shined above the Black Rose. Crew members slept, others drank and sang. Their captain, however, locked in his quarters. Away from them all. He pondered, brooding at his desk at the thought of where his brother could be. His thumb rubbed the jewel at his neck, wondering if he could tap just enough of his dormant energies for her to feel. Aranya. The name caught his mind, repeating itself as his eyes shut to focus any energy he could muster. The most he could do was to focus that on sudden acts of stealth, covering himself or his weapons in shadow

The Fires We Lit (NSFW)

The Reunion (NSFW)

Chase the Dark (AU)

C

Chase the Dark (AU)

Days go on forever But I have not left your side We can chase the Dark together If you go, than so will I The rain wasn't heavy. Hardly a drizzle. But on a hot day like this it was more than welcome. Rhovin stood under the open Eversong sky, shirtless, letting the misty downpour cool his skin. He held his son in his arms, a beautiful little lad, hardly older than a season, clad in nothing but a diaper in this too-warm weather. Tiny droplets glistened on the man's back and shoulders, and on the elf-baby's round, soft little head of wispy dark hair. Aravin was quiet and wide-eyed with wondering interest at everything that his infant eyes

What Would Have Been (AU)

W

What Would Have Been (AU)

Rhovin lay beside Aranya, watching the light of the early morning stretching its fingers over her features, painting them with gold and fire. She would leave in two days for the Vermillion Redoubt. The dragons were requesting sorcerers to aid them. Something about tangles in the flow of magic around old haunts of the Twilight cult. He was taking as much time as he could get with her until then. ... She looked so much at peace, with her slow, deep breaths, her eyes moving underneath their lids. What did she dream of? Was it a memory that his gift had brought back to life for her? Or was it a vision of a possible future? His mind had been d

Lady Thorne

L

Lady Thorne

A veneer of silver clouds covered the skies over the eternally vibrant fields and forests, casting a much-subdued glow of daylight over the grand mansion, despite the fact that it was near-midday. The dark-haired mage took meandering steps, her boots not making much sound at all as her tall figure traipsed the grounds of the estate. There was, however, one direction that she seemed pulled to, almost magnetically, without even thinking about it. Aranya's fingertips brushed over the carved stone of Lady Thorne's grave. She was alone for the moment. No one would know that she had wandered here, unless they had already been watching her. She kne

April Fool

A

April Fool

 Rhovin I swiped your bow and tossed it over a lake. Happy hunting! All my love, ~Aranya Rhovin stared at the note that he had found where he left his bow, not quite knowing whether to laugh or scowl, but looking very perplexed all the same. Of all the pranks she could have pulled... Knowing her, there was a fifty-fifty chance that she really had left his weapon to its watery fate at the bottom of some lake somewhere in the world, and an equally fifty-fifty chance that she had left it someplace stupidly obvious. The hunter read over the words again. There was a hint in there, somewhere, some kind of trick to this game she had started. The

Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)

S

Sweet Distorted Dreams (the Shadow Council Arc)

A hair-raising tingle passed through the air in the shadowed halls where strode Lutero Thorne. Just to the side of him, embers of light winked into existence, swarming and clustering into a shape... and then dissipating to reveal a person. A familiar one at that. Lutero had only a fraction of a second to react as Aranya collapsed right next to him, nearly hitting the floor but for the fact that he caught her just in time. The air around her reeked of raw fel power. Her breaths were coming in hard and ragged. One of her sleeves had somehow been completely torn away, leaving her whole arm and shoulder bare. Other sections of her robes had been

Only a Shadow

O

Only a Shadow

The sound of the door opening behind the only-moments-arrived arcanist prompted her to turn around. Her eyes were greeted with the sight of a handsome, high-cheekboned and familiar face, framed by dark hair, looking back at her from the doorway to the room... But this face did not belong to the one she most often saw wearing it. "You," Aranya acknowledged the shadow priest expressionlessly, and turned away from him to finish laying aside some of her belongings at the foot of the chair that stood close to the quiet, dark fireplace. "Me," he returned, with a spread of his hands; not at all sorry if she was disappointed to see him, and he stro
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I am a Twitch affiliate, Kinesis Underground sponsored streamer (for Kinesis Gaming), roleplayer, and former Hearthstone podcast co-host - HearthPro Show of BlizzPro, before it became Well Met! podcast. I'm a voice-for-hire, so far for audiobooks and animation students, but still holding out for the dream of voicing for a big game title one day.

I stream all games by Blizzard Entertainment, Inc (except Starcraft), primarily World of Warcraft and Hearthstone.

My World of Warcraft main is known as Arcanist Aranya Ver'Sarn, boss (GM) of The Eclipse Syndicate; arcane/fire spec mage, the star of my "How to Mage in LFR" stream and video series, and very heavy into WPvP. I write stories for my character on Fanfiction.net and here on DeviantArt, and I sometimes flexibly tweet in character.

My favorite classes in Hearthstone are Mage and Demon Hunter. Overwatch mains: Mercy, Reaper, Ashe. Diablo main: Wizard, all versions. Heroes of the Storm mains: literally all of the Angiris council characters (Auriel is queen), plus Orphea and Alexstrasza.

"ABOUT THE CHARACTER" SECTION

Name: Aranya Ver'Sarn

Nicknames: Phoenix, Aran

Aliases: Varazsla Bloodwing/Goldwing/Starwing (depending on the disguise), Ankaa (Tanari-given name).

Occupation: Mage/Arcanist

Eyes: Luminescent green, formerly blue

Hair: Black, "raquel" style

Height: 6'0"

Body-type: Slender

Piercings: One slender gold loop in each earlobe

Tattoos: A tiny black phoenix emblem on the inside edge of one wrist, a tiny black-outline unicorn's head on the back of the neck, just slightly to one side, and a scrolling armband design made with red mana ink from the Kabal of Gadgetzan.

Face claim: Szilvia Péter Szabó

Voice claim: Creator's own real-life voice.

I am "unruly" because I learn more effectively through an independent approach.

My penchant for making witticisms in every possible situation is unkillable.

Given the choice, I would prefer a sword over a staff.

I smile often and my smiles are always genuine.

I have no ambitions of ever becoming a Magistrix.

I know that true power only comes with understanding, that understanding only comes when you are ready for it, and that trying to force your way to such power before you can truly grasp it or handle it is a BAD IDEA that historically ends in disaster or demise.

I am reluctant to trust or truly "open up" to anyone on a personal level, and generally trust no one any further than I can jump away from them.

Everything in life is an adventure.

Idealism is not a crime.

I refuse to let anyone see me cry.

Smoldering green eyes sparkle from a light-complexioned face, normally with a mischievous or impish look to the whiskery black eyebrows. Tall and slender, with sleek black hair that is obviously well-kept, but rarely styled, and mostly left loose and flowing.

Aranya carries herself with ease and confidence, and tends to slouch only when she’s lazily leaning against something. She often smiles, sometimes lopsidedly, from having an unkillable sense of wit and humor and often making or responding to wry remarks.

Her voice is what many people have described as clear and mellifluous, and most stop to listen when she speaks or sings.

Aranya’s only piercings are one slender gold loop in each earlobe, but she bears two tattoos: a tiny black-outline unicorn’s head on the back of the neck, just slightly to one side, and a tiny black phoenix emblem on the inside edge of one wrist. Both are emblems of Quel'thalas, past and present.

A third tattoo of red mana from the Kabal of Gadgetzan adorns one of her upper arms, in a simple and tasteful, flowing armband design.

She always wears a pair of solid, well-worn boots, for comfort and practicality, even to formal occasions.

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All Warcraft-related deviations created and posted here by me are FAN WORK ONLY.

No copyright infringement is intended. I make no profit, monetary or otherwise.

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Original characters Aranya Ver'Sarn and family, Dorogan Wolfstrike, and all their mounts and minions are mine.

Almost everyone else with a name is (or was) a game NPC, lore character, flavor character, etc, and property of Blizzard Entertainment, Inc.

Characters made by other fellow fans of Blizzard belong to their creators.

LORE & CONTINUITY

In such cases where aspects of conflicting lore are irreconcilable, then either the in-game events or the lore that makes the stronger case will be favored.

For the sake of realism, certain hard-line mechanics of the games are ignored.

Also for the sake of realism, events in the storylines of Eversong Woods/Ghostlands and Azuremyst/Bloodmyst Isle are written as happening in the weeks leading up to the Dark Portal Opens event.

My stories are neither written nor posted in any semblance of chronological order.

Please keep in mind that just because you may find all of my Warcraft stuff here, it does not mean that I don't have other projects, other interests, and a real life.


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Lucifer, The Witcher, Castlevania, Trollhunters, 3Below, Roswell New Mexico, The Last Kingdom, The Dragon Prince
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
NOX, Szilvia Péter Szabó, Frozen Crown, Eluveitie, Dark Sarah, Lindsey Stirling, Skillet, Avril Lavigne, Oomph!
Favourite Games
Literally anything by Blizzard Entertainment Inc.
Favourite Gaming Platform
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Other Interests
Paganism, psychology, metaphysics, mental health and self-care

Approving Submissions with Eclipse

Approving Submissions with Eclipse

Hey everyone! Your Fearless Leader, here! This is mostly for members with some level of admin powers, but there's some parts for everyone, too. The layout of DeviantArt's Eclipse transformation has been disorienting for all of us. Group submissions are no longer sent directly to group admins inboxes or watch feeds for approval anymore. But it has been figured out at last. Group page > Admin Area > Log > Message Log And there they all were, all your lovely pieces! Many apologies to all of you who were waiting for submission approval while we all had to get our bearings and figure things out, and thank you for your patience. <3

How to Mage in LFR - Ny'alotha, the Waking City

How to Mage in LFR - Ny'alotha, the Waking City

AT LAST! The post with the complete season of How to Mage in LFR for Ny'alotha, the Waking City! Enjoy the sass, the rage, the screams, and especially the laughs and the triumphs! Until next season, in the SHADOWLANDS! https://www.ko-fi.com/post/How-to-Mage-in-LFR---Nyalotha-the-Waking-City-C-I2I11QS5Y
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