A copy of Tevruden's blog because I don't Trust Like that anymore.
female-boobs said:
and here is where i killed some shit lol why is there breath why am i breathing no seriously i’m dead what’s wrong with me halp priest oh and here is where i killed that guy with the sword and crush on JainaWell obivously the ~scourge magic~ makes my breath even colder, so I’m that much more intimidating.
but you’re already an undead belf.
what can be more scary than that?
Who knows, but apparently Arthas thought it wasn’t enough!
I like how I said I was going to get food an hour ago
and then didn’t
Hey guess what just passed again
*whispers* Lor’themar-sempai noticed me!
female-boobs said:
and here is where i killed some shit lol why is there breath why am i breathing no seriously i’m dead what’s wrong with me halp priest oh and here is where i killed that guy with the sword and crush on Jaina
Well obivously the ~scourge magic~ makes my breath even colder, so I’m that much more intimidating.
They had taken the island.
Well, a portion of it. With the aid of adventurers, his people, the Sin’dorei, had secured a foothold for the Horde. From here, they could launch an attack on the Thunder King.
As Lor’themar Theron hefted a crate of supplies into the hands of another ranger, he thought back with wonder on another island where the elves had waged war.
He paused to watched a group of mages create golden spires out of seemingly nothing, others crafting floating beacons to secure their location in the form of the Silvermoon insignia – a phoenix, so painfully applicable. A single green eye surveyed Sunreavers unpacking supplies and his rangers setting up numerous forms of living areas.
Rommath was aiding yet another group of Blood Magi to bring to life a large dais with golden light streaming around it.
Halduron oversaw the placement of various supplies and directed warriors toward the incursion.
A rare sense of personal pride filled him. For a brief moment, the title of “Regent Lord” did not weigh on him. It felt good to be doing something besides sitting in Silvermoon, uselessly attempting to puzzle their world back together and ignoring the rest of Azeroth.
He smiled a bit, gaze soft as a breeze mixed the ocean and forest. This felt right.
As I go through these pictures, it almost looks like I’m giving a tour of the Icecrown Citadel.
Well this is awkward.
(Aesur is also a paladin)
