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RP-Haven 3.0 is up for live Beta Testing

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Annnnd we're back.  Yes, the site is ugly as heck... we'll be working to fix that.  Consider this a 'live beta' for the site upgrade.

If you notice any bugs or problems, please post them here as a reply so I can track them more easily.

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Time with the Family

Braghaman led his family down the hill into the clearing.  Behind him, his wife and son rode their fiery steeds behind the paladin’s charger.  Slowly, they made their way into the opening, the ancient portal ahead of them.  As they reached the bottom of the path, Bragh pulled to the side and watched as Anaja and Banny rode up beside him.

“Think this will work?” Bragh asked, keeping his voice low.

“I think so,” Banny answered.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” the paladin inquired.

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Making Plans

“This will do it?” Banagan asked, turning the crystal over in the palm of his hand.

Nearby, the warlock’s parents, Braghaman and Anaja, were watching him.  The paladin sat in a large chair near the hearth of his home while his wife sat across his lap, alternately paying attention to their son or batting at one of her husband’s braids.  The three sat in the main room of Braghaman’s home in Ironforge, its thick stone walls keeping the home cool.

“That’s what Chromie said,” Bragh answered.  “This apparently is the key to your going home.”

First Kiss

“S-s-sorry!” Janosis had his “I-can’t-believe-that-just-happened” expression. A now-empty water skin was crushed in one hand and he held the broken stopper in his other. The water dripping from his hair when added to the other elements made the scene almost comical.

Old Soldiers: It Doesn't Get Better the Second Time, Either

Harrigan found himself, for the first time in his adult life, unable to just grab his gear and be ready to ship out in five minutes.  He had to ask the neighbors to watch over his little farm and feed the animals.  There were regular deliveries he had to cancel.  He wasn’t sure how long he’d be away, so everything perishable in the kitchen had to go.  He needed his old scouting gear which had been packed away.  He found it frustrating and another sign that he’d grown too complacent.


Then he smelled the cigarette smoke.

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Needle in a Haystack

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Braghaman stood looking cross the fields of grass.  Nagrand is always the same, he thought to himself as his gaze swept from one direction to the other.  The sun shone overhead, but not oppressively so.  It would be a pleasant day trip, were it not for the scene nearby.

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Patrol Debriefing

“So what happened next?”  Banagan asked, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye.

“Well, I told them that I was just a poor brother from the Church and had no gold,” Braghaman replied with a smirk.

“Did she buy that?” the young warlock asked.

“Not at all,” Bragh answered his son with a chuckle.  “And then they threatened us.”

“Threatened?  But there were only two of them.”

“That’s right,” Braghaman responded, taking a drink from his mug.

“But there were five of you,” Banagan said, incredulous.

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Shrouded Dawn: Duskwood Patrol

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Due to concerns of revived Defias activity, incidences involving undead and worgen, lingering questions about nearby Karazhan, and other incursions, the Shrouded Dawn will be patroling the lanes of Duskwood to offer assistance as needed.

 

((If this works out, it could become a weekly event.  Departing time is Server Time.))

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Starting Over

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To All Shrouds,

There have been no serial murders in recent months. The worgen killed in Ironforge seems to have been behind it. But it is still Duskwood. 

Effective immediately, the Shrouds will begin patrolling the roads of Duskwood. Offer assistance as needed. Reminder: be professional to the officials there. Schedules will be posted soon. If you can't make a time, arrange with a guild mate to cover. 

There are no plans in the immediate future to reopen the school. 

Braghaman Larethian

 

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Drinking with Dragons, part 2

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The paladin stared at the figure of the gnome sitting next to the hearth. She smiled, seemingly innocent, as she looked up at him. Even if he had not known the truth about Chromie, Bragh could feel something… different about her.

“Commander,” Chromie began. “Can we talk?”

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Drinks with Dragons

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Braghaman flew in to Darkshire, a bit tired but still in good humor.  Holding on to the reigns of his charger, he rode into the town square.  Most of the Nightwatch took notice as he arrived, some even nodded in his general direction.  The paladin nodded in kind, ignored those who wished to be ignored, and pulled up to the fountain.  Climbing down from his saddle, he saw the person he had come looking.

"Commander Ebonlocke," Braghaman said, perhaps a little more loudly than he intended.

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A Fateful Lie

 

(( Hello there! I wanted to put this out there about how Talth and his original wife met. Please let me know if something is not clear, or doesn't make sense, critique welcomed. Questions as well. ))

 

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My Shame

The sun had disappeared into the west. Its last rays were fading, cast in shades of amber and violet. The long shadows of the canyon walls loomed heavy, and throughout the city people were hurrying to the imagined safety of their homes. The days had grown dark in Orgrimmar. The clank of armour could be heard as the city guard approached. The curfew was in effect.

 

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After a long absence, a return

Has it only been two months since I returned from the Twisiting Nether?

How long I was gone, I know not. It may have been five years. It may have been fifty.

My return was ... unexpected. I will not discuss why I entered the nether, other than to say I was looking for what was most precious to me. What I found was... not what I had hoped to find.

 

I will speak of that no further.

 

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The Reverie of Aveece Nightgazer

((The thoughts of Aveece Nightgazer upon  recent events Small Spoiler ))

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Hallow's End: (7) Evaluations

The scene played out delightfully.

To be perfectly frank, I did have my doubts. There was a moment where I did regret my hasty involvement in eliminating both Plumm and Mortim. I should have been more discreet. Even allowing Mortim time to cause a panic could have elucidated a significant improvement in the emotional tension I was seeking to create. I became too involved in the experiment, and have thus marred the outcome. This is what comes of starting an amateur study so carelessly. 

Old Soldiers and Second Chances

It was almost evening when Harrigan arrived at Shattrath. He started from Auchindoun that morning, figuring the cross-country ride would be good for the elekk that rumbled steadily beneath him. He let Scrap have his head for the most part, which sadly led to exploring every new plant, stream, and defile they passed near. His back regretted his decision and the rest of him was ready to agree.

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(OOC TOPIC) Cross realm/city merger

Alright I've been wondering how this will work

 

considering on different servers I have had characters who were the same just a different "timeline"

 

now with the merging of cities and servers its pretty hard to keep that up.

 

Anyone got any opinion on this or maybe a solution :P

 

best e.g - on ShC I have Tamaki who's niece is Gabriella. (a baby)

 

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The Juliet Letters: Part 2

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Dearest Montague,

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Hallow's End (6) Suspicions

The room had been lit, even if poorly, by a dozen lamps and a fire dying in the hearth. In an instant the darkness rushed in, smothering the light and what courage remained among the dinner guests. The lamps were snuffed out with a rush of wind, and the burning embers and meagre flames cried out as their life ended.

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Hallow's End (5) Accusations

Plumm was dead. 

The scholarly Sin’dorei lay upon the ground. A glance at his face revealed that his death was indeed an unwelcome shock. The shattered remains of his goblet were strewn about nearby, its contents bubbling maliciously. 

Mus’tar,was the first to act. The orc legionnaire stepped back from the table and flung his goblet away with a threatening growl. The other guests were quick to set aside their own drinks.

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Hallow's End (4) Complications

Footsteps echoed once again in the hall as the servant was joined by a fellow forsaken. The latter cleared his throat upon entering, producing a sound that cemented his audience’s revulsion at his presence. He produced a folded scrap of paper from a waistcoat, which fashion had declared dead long before the wearer had even caught a sniffle of the plague. With an energetic wave of his hand he motioned for the company to take to their respective seats. All eyes were upon him as he nervously shifted to find his voice. 

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Calm Before the Storm

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I sat on a hill overlooking Lake Elune'ara. I couldn't shake the feeling that had been growing over the past couple of months. I looked at the orcish blade I had in my hand. A trophy, a vow. The first few days after we brought Garrosh down were some of the most peaceful of my life.

An iron fist crashing down...

Then the dream happened. I woke up from it covered in sweat. The feelings the dream inspired had faded a little after I woke up, but never completely went away. Instead, they had been steadily growing, spiking ever time the dream repeated itself.

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The Siege

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(Just thought I'd give Scott's views on what it was like after the front gate of Orgrimmar was broken through, and where he got his new weapon.)

 

It was finally time for me to get in and fight. Hunting down the orcs along the shore was easy, but there was little I could really do against that giant, metal scorpion outside the gates. Now that it had been destroyed, it was time to move into the city.

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