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Valkrien Terramore

The Sober Dwarf, a tavern song by Valkrian Terramore


Oh, freely the taps flowed, within some small bar;

Drinks were downed greedily, wit

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Valkrien Terramore Nov 16 '18 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 1 · Tags: alcohol, bard, booze, cataclysm, dwarf, fun, poem, poetry, song, valkrian, sober, lies, tavern music, disaster, nerf rmp
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((Things get a *little* saucy in this one, so read with discretion. Enjoy <3))


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Dawn was rising over the horizon of the South Sea. For hours Rhillia traveled nonstop from Quel’thelas to Southern Stranglethorn. Her eyes grew heavy, she was beginning to make mistakes as she was operating the rocket. Booty Bay was in sight’s distance, no better place to rest than there she thought. Good thing, for the fuel tank was sitting just on empty. Landing beside the stable, Rhillia contracted an engineer to

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*There will be flashbacks throughout this series, which I'll indicate with a break. I apologize if it seems to jump around quite a bit. Optional, but music immersive to the story is here: Chapter 1 Playlist



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The night was taxing, though successful it may have been. She sang her heart out, pleasing many in the crowd. It was a grea

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Rhillia Inferniel Sep 24 '17 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 4 · Tags: bard, character development, rhillia inferniel, storyline
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It was the crack of dawn before Rhillia returned to Silvermoon. Walking toward The Hall of Respite was more tiresome than the time she spent awake the prior evening. Yet, her mind was wide awake, racing with exhilarating t

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Rhillia parted the curtains leading into her office, kicking off her sandals and tossing her knapsack aside upon entering. First thing her eyes settled on when the room came into focus was the bar, a stiff drink was something she craved after this evening’s event. Dragging her feet, she made her way over and poured herself an extra tall glass of scotch, taking her drink with her she ascended the ramp. By the time she reached the top her dr

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