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Prevnik Deadsteel Supporter
This was a writing prompt given via my guild and it ended up creating a rather long story, rather than a quick little answer.

Keep in mind, the theme is a bit mature and it's meant to be heart wrenching and sad, anxiety causing in a way, however, it might just come across as edgy and that's okay too.

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Rythyren Orn'sepa Supporter

Rythyren winced sharply a the thunderous roar from outside the cove, the very earth shook with the pounding of waves upon the cliffs. It was far stormier than it had ever been in Gilneas, though only the cove would truly know why.


Sitting there, he stared down at the page. His cheeks were tinged crimson with tears shed, his robes a sullied mess, hair s

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Jarethius Nialo Supporter

Rythyren winced sharply a the thunderous roar from outside the cove, the very earth shook with the pounding of waves upon the cliffs. It was far stormier than it had ever been in Gilneas, though only the cove would truly know why.


Sitting there, he stared down at the page. His cheeks were tinged crimson with tears shed, his robes a sullied mess, hair s

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Jarethius Nialo May 15 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 2 · Tags: backstory, history
Jarethius Nialo Supporter

Jarethius shimmered out of view at the docks. The last he saw was Valenthros’s form shimmering back into the shaldorei facade. Moments later, he was standing in the doorway to the forge, looking over the scene before him, though he wasn’t visible, Not yet. He wanted to watch the paladin without intruding. The only way to do that was to keep hidden. He knew the man too well. At least. He thought he did. Sometimes he wasn

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The woman however gazed at him with wide eyes full of curiosity. “You are a riddle of your own, elf. You may have your goods, except one.”


“That wasn’t part of the deal.” Came the growl of the ilidari, followed by the muttering of the goblin. “Seems it’s been altered.”


Jarethius narrowed his gaze s

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The Admiral gave a roll of his eye as his form shimmered into shadow and disappeared. One could bet that he was still close by, however he wasn’t apparently keen on remaining seen. He watched from the shadows as his daughter leaned down to place a quick kiss on the goblin’s forehead before sauntering off in the direction of the hills. A moment later and she seemed to wink out of existence.


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Jarethius sighed softly, sitting with his back to the giant tusk in the ground behind him, holding the securing lines of a net. The cold chill of dragonblight washing over his hidden figure, sending a shudder up his spine. It was cold, but it always was here. In the shadow of the tusk he waited, watching, for others to arrive. His daughter had called them together, though details had been vague.


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Jarethius shuddered, his form shifting from side to side, lost in the whispering dreams that held him captive. Shadows, ghosts, darkness within that tried to claw it’s way out of his skull, his form wracked with tremors, sweat slicked skin sticking to the sheets.


Suddenly the man sat bolt upright in the bed, a low growling grunt escaping in lieu of a scream. A quick

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A familiar voice rang out over the open channel of the coms, the goblin on the other side’s voice fringed with fear and anger in equal measure. “Admiral, I need you in your office; We have a problem.”


“Wha’ the Fel is that supposed ta mean?” Jarethius sounded groggy, as if he had just awoken from a pleasant dream, though his tone shifted to a growling grump

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Jarethius sighed. It had been several nights since he had held the priest in the garden, longer still, since he had rested beside his husband. His ears flicked on occasion, and he found himself staring at the wall, arm resting out across an otherwise empty bed. His eyes slid closed, finally, mismatched orbs filled with longing and sorrow. Everything was safe with Mel.. but now… he had to deal with the other one… and he ha

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Jarethius Nialo May 15 · Tags: history, mood
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