Soulwyn (Implied)

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Crafting a setting: Part 2

Submitted by Zaazas on March 26, 2010 - 8:26pm
After a much needed rest, Zaazas returned to her work table. Using a small mortar and pestle, she placed two of her Shadow Crystal gems in and began the painstaking slow process of transforming the gems into a very fine powder. One hand carefully rotated the mortar while her other hand applied gentle pressure on the pestle while carefully grinding away at the gems.
 
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Crafting a setting: Part 1

Submitted by Zaazas on March 25, 2010 - 8:11pm
Zaazas sat at her work table and pondered the design of item she wanted to craft. An idea had come to her from her last adventure with a Shadow Priest. While battling the foes of the dungeon, the Shadow Priest had unleashed an attack on a pack of enemies. The effects of the spell were stunning. A solid stream of dark purple energy highlighted by flashed of brilliant white that impacted the Vrykul's chest and then rippled out from him to envelop his allies as if a round stone was dropped into a still pond. The spell was amazing. It was elegant. It was art... it was a PERFECT setting for those mysterious eyes.
 
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The eyes are windows

Submitted by Zaazas on March 17, 2010 - 7:51pm

The small room she had rented in Dalaran was bathed in brilliant darkness. Heavy blankets covered the small window blocking out all sun light. Dark thick bolts of cloth were stuffed around the door frame, preventing any light from seeping in, and muffled any noise coming from the hallway. In the center of the small room, Zaazas sat motionless on the plain wooden chair. In front of her, a small work table. In the middle of the table lay a Dark Jade and Forest Emerald. To either side of the small gems were arranged tools from her Jeweler's kit. Completing the set were two tiny bowls. One gave off a faint glow of soft white, the other, a soft glow of gold, as if the tiniest sliver of sunset resided within. Zaazas sat completely motionless. Her eyes were closed. She slowly let her breath escape her lips. Calm. Relaxed. Ease. Sitting there in complete darkness, relaxed, her mind saw what her eyes could not.

Emerald Eyes.

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