Sabriel was cold. Cold and frightened. The cemetery at Raven Hill was not a nice place, and the task she had been given was a long and difficult one. Her flimsy robe neither kept out the cold nor protected her from the ravages of the ghouls and spiders that stalked the graves. Even with the extra layer of clothing from her newly acquired guild tabard, she was already bleeding from several wounds, and exhausted with the effort of hiding from the evil Mor'Ladim as he patrolled the graveyard.
'I cannot do this' she sobbed to herself. 'I am a priest, a healer, not a killer. I can't go on'. Weeping, she sank down to the ground behind an old rusty wagon that stood on the path.
'Sabriel?' A voice spoke next to her, warm and kind. 'Sabriel, do u need help?'
She looked up into a gentle face, the face of someone who had seen many battles and come through them all, the face of someone who had known despair and met it head on, and defeated it.
'Nadiastorm?' Sabriel spoke with awe. 'You have time to come and help me?
'Of course' smiled Nadiastorm. 'What do u need to do? And watch out for that Mor'Ladim, he's a nasty piece of work, but I can take care of him for you.'
Sabriel stood up and smiled back at her GuildMaster. 'I need to kill the ghouls, the ones that are spreading the plague' she said. 'But they attack me in groups of 2 or 3 and I can't fight them'.
'No problem'. Nadiastorm swung her sword out of its scabbard, grabbed her shield and started to run. 'Come on' she shouted 'I will show you the best way to deal with them'.
Sabriel ran as fast she could to keep up. The ghouls dropped one after the other, falling to the might of Nadiastorm's sword. In no time at all, both the cemetery and the underlying catacombs were cleared and small heaps of bodies lay dotted around the graves.
'Take everything' called Nadiastorm, 'I don't need anything here'
'Really?' said Sabriel. 'That is very kind of you'. She thought that this mighty paladin was the most amazing woman she had ever seen.
Nadiastorm smiled. 'No worries' she said. 'Just shout if you need help any time at all. And now why don't you come with me to our Guild Meeting in Ironforge? It would be nice for the others to meet you'.
Sabriel gasped with surprise. 'Really?' she said, 'Could I?'
'Of course you could, you are part of this guild now. Catch the gryphon and I will meet you there. The meeting is in the Throne Room.'
Flying on the back of the gryphon, Sabriel could not believe her good fortune. Only a few days ago, she had been lost and alone, struggling with her tasks in a strange world full of monsters and savage creatures. Now she had a guild to call her home, a strong and brave GuildMaster, and a bunch of people that she could start to call her friends. She landed in Ironforge and made her way quickly to the Throne Room where a circle of people were gathered.
Sabriel suddenly felt nervous in the presence of so many brave adventurers - warriors, rogues, mages, hunters and paladins. One among them stood up.
'Sabriel' she said 'How lovely to meet you at last. My name is Aiko'
She came over to Sabriel, hugged her and bade her sit down amongst them. 'I am a priest like you my dear, so if I can be of any help to you please just ask me. In the meantime, here is a gift for you' and she gave Sabriel a flask of sweet nectar with which to restore her powers.
'Thank you' breathed Sabriel. 'And thank you all - for everything'.
Tuesday, 22 January 2008
My meeting NadiaStorm - by Aiko Matsukata.
A soft breeze filled the air, the sound of running water and near by birds. Summer had arrived in Stormwind, The local people sat on the benches out side the local shops of the trade district eating meat from the bone and drinking all sorts of fine drinks, sharing stories and telling jokes (mostly orc related).
A blond haired woman sat on a wall, clad in armour with a hammer resting on the floor and a shield on her back, She sat deep in concentration cleaning blood from her armour. Every so often people on horses would ride by, but she had no interest in them. She sat for some time mumbling to her self.
“Fresh bread?” said a voice in front of her.
“Excuse me?” Still looking down cleaning still.
“Would you like any fresh bread?” Said a man holding a long loaf in his hand.
“Sure!” she said putting down her armour.
“Cornbread ok?... its a little moist mind!”
“That’s ok, Just the way I like it” she said with a smile.
“Free I hope!”
“Almost! Cheapest price in Stormwind!... 4 silver and 80 copper, but because business is slow today, we will call it an even 4 silver!”
“Good deal” she said while picking her armour up again.
“Kings honour friend!” He said as he walked away, asking another passer by “Would you like to buy some fresh bread?” The girl he asked was caught of guard, She said while tripping over her words “N... No thank you”
“Well if you change your mind... Thomas Miller is the name, Ask a guard about me” He said loudly, hoping others would hear “CHEAPEST PRICE IN STORMWIND!” he shouted, He then turned to see no-one paying attention.
The young woman continued walking slowly and looking in every direction, with a worried look on her face.
“Lost?” said the woman softly
“This is Stormwind?”
“It is”
“Then I am not lost... I’m just... This place is huge!”
“At first...But you will get more and more used to it as time goes on. First time in Stormwind?” Asked the woman, now leaning on her hammer.
“Yes, I’ve always wanted to come here, but never had time or permission.”
“Where are you from?”
“LakeShire” she quickly answered.
“Oh LakeShire, nice folk there, What brings you here?”
“My father gave me this” She said while holding a orange pendant up to eye level “To give to the king of Stormwind”
“Your going to visit the king?, Then I will come to, I need to speak with him” She explained while grabbing her bags and throwing them around her shoulder with her shield. “So, Daughter of LakeShire... What is your name?” She said while putting her armour back on
“erm... Seiobo” Seiobo said softly.
“Well ‘erm Seiobo’ My name is NadiaStorm... Welcome to Stormwind”
“Thank you... NadiaStorm.” Said Seiobo softly.
“One quick question before we go... Who’s blood is that?” Said Seiobo nervously
“Some Overgrown fish tried to ambush me... Murlocs to me and you, You must be careful of them... nasty things they are!” explained Nadia
When both woman were ready they set off to see the king...
After that Seiobo and NadiaStorm became good friends and are now fighting along side in the dark places of the world.
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Let me know what you think =]
It was translated directly from Japanese so be patient =]
A blond haired woman sat on a wall, clad in armour with a hammer resting on the floor and a shield on her back, She sat deep in concentration cleaning blood from her armour. Every so often people on horses would ride by, but she had no interest in them. She sat for some time mumbling to her self.
“Fresh bread?” said a voice in front of her.
“Excuse me?” Still looking down cleaning still.
“Would you like any fresh bread?” Said a man holding a long loaf in his hand.
“Sure!” she said putting down her armour.
“Cornbread ok?... its a little moist mind!”
“That’s ok, Just the way I like it” she said with a smile.
“Free I hope!”
“Almost! Cheapest price in Stormwind!... 4 silver and 80 copper, but because business is slow today, we will call it an even 4 silver!”
“Good deal” she said while picking her armour up again.
“Kings honour friend!” He said as he walked away, asking another passer by “Would you like to buy some fresh bread?” The girl he asked was caught of guard, She said while tripping over her words “N... No thank you”
“Well if you change your mind... Thomas Miller is the name, Ask a guard about me” He said loudly, hoping others would hear “CHEAPEST PRICE IN STORMWIND!” he shouted, He then turned to see no-one paying attention.
The young woman continued walking slowly and looking in every direction, with a worried look on her face.
“Lost?” said the woman softly
“This is Stormwind?”
“It is”
“Then I am not lost... I’m just... This place is huge!”
“At first...But you will get more and more used to it as time goes on. First time in Stormwind?” Asked the woman, now leaning on her hammer.
“Yes, I’ve always wanted to come here, but never had time or permission.”
“Where are you from?”
“LakeShire” she quickly answered.
“Oh LakeShire, nice folk there, What brings you here?”
“My father gave me this” She said while holding a orange pendant up to eye level “To give to the king of Stormwind”
“Your going to visit the king?, Then I will come to, I need to speak with him” She explained while grabbing her bags and throwing them around her shoulder with her shield. “So, Daughter of LakeShire... What is your name?” She said while putting her armour back on
“erm... Seiobo” Seiobo said softly.
“Well ‘erm Seiobo’ My name is NadiaStorm... Welcome to Stormwind”
“Thank you... NadiaStorm.” Said Seiobo softly.
“One quick question before we go... Who’s blood is that?” Said Seiobo nervously
“Some Overgrown fish tried to ambush me... Murlocs to me and you, You must be careful of them... nasty things they are!” explained Nadia
When both woman were ready they set off to see the king...
After that Seiobo and NadiaStorm became good friends and are now fighting along side in the dark places of the world.
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Let me know what you think =]
It was translated directly from Japanese so be patient =]
Sunday, 20 January 2008
By Nadia Storm
A War of Honor, a Victory for Peace
The smoke was thick from the fog of war, surrounded by the near by towers, Orcs, The Forsaken, Tauren & Blood Elves lay about silent after the frenzied chaos of clashes, thundering hooves and battle cries. The shattering of cold bones, and searing heat still echoed in my ears as I sat on the steps of Frost Wolf Keep. I still remember the look in Drek'thar’s eye as he fell, and the cheer within the Keep, booming after the victory. And word that the horde has been defeated at Dun Baldar came swiftly.
Balinda Stonehearth, mentioned she had seen some of my people, wearing the tabard of the Danann tree.
Answering the Call to Arms was a quick decision, word that the war campaign beginning came with no warning, and 4 long days of clashing with the Horde seemed like an age past in a different world. There were heroes here from different realms, different lands, all charging on horses, tigers and other beasts through the snow, the trees, frost and valleys. None, a familiar face to me, but nodded in respect in passing by.
“I was asked, to give you these!” called a voice entering Frost Wolf. Looking up to the familiar voice I looked up to see Kiddman walking towards me with a large Velvet bag slung over her shoulder, Corius waved entering the Keep behind her.
“How can you fight in all this plate? Its so heavy!” She said pulling out the shoulder plate armour from the bag, and started re-fitting my old shoulders with the new reward. “How can you fight with so little?” I asked in return. “Fur!” she replied, I began to laugh.
“Corius?” i asked,
“…I was late arriving” He replied, “..but the Horde are re-gathering so there’s still time yet” he smiled. “And Gallbatorix said I’m not to leave until I earn that staff!”
In the distance, a horn was sounding,
“Orcs,.. Nad time to leave” Kiddman offered her hand.
“Agreed!” snatching her hand, I gathered my gear, rising from the steps I looked at Corius, “I’ll be a while…” he said in reply to the questioning look. Shaking his hand in respect, I removed my hearthstone from my bag, and stood next to Kiddman, ready to leave.
“Did you miss us?” she asked
“Completely” I replied, standing infront on my druid friend.
The rumble of stamping feet could be felt through the soft soil of the Keep, the Orc horn again blowing, louder “Stand your guard!!” came the shout above the army that remained, Corius poised with his staff with the verbs of the spell yet to come, out of the corner of his eye he saw the flash of green as Nadia Storm and Kiddman left the Valley. Gripping his warlocks staff tightly, he grinned at the horizon at the swarm of Horde crashing through the Keep gates. “…I will be a while, indeed!”
“Fire!”
The smoke was thick from the fog of war, surrounded by the near by towers, Orcs, The Forsaken, Tauren & Blood Elves lay about silent after the frenzied chaos of clashes, thundering hooves and battle cries. The shattering of cold bones, and searing heat still echoed in my ears as I sat on the steps of Frost Wolf Keep. I still remember the look in Drek'thar’s eye as he fell, and the cheer within the Keep, booming after the victory. And word that the horde has been defeated at Dun Baldar came swiftly.
Balinda Stonehearth, mentioned she had seen some of my people, wearing the tabard of the Danann tree.
Answering the Call to Arms was a quick decision, word that the war campaign beginning came with no warning, and 4 long days of clashing with the Horde seemed like an age past in a different world. There were heroes here from different realms, different lands, all charging on horses, tigers and other beasts through the snow, the trees, frost and valleys. None, a familiar face to me, but nodded in respect in passing by.
“I was asked, to give you these!” called a voice entering Frost Wolf. Looking up to the familiar voice I looked up to see Kiddman walking towards me with a large Velvet bag slung over her shoulder, Corius waved entering the Keep behind her.
“How can you fight in all this plate? Its so heavy!” She said pulling out the shoulder plate armour from the bag, and started re-fitting my old shoulders with the new reward. “How can you fight with so little?” I asked in return. “Fur!” she replied, I began to laugh.
“Corius?” i asked,
“…I was late arriving” He replied, “..but the Horde are re-gathering so there’s still time yet” he smiled. “And Gallbatorix said I’m not to leave until I earn that staff!”
In the distance, a horn was sounding,
“Orcs,.. Nad time to leave” Kiddman offered her hand.
“Agreed!” snatching her hand, I gathered my gear, rising from the steps I looked at Corius, “I’ll be a while…” he said in reply to the questioning look. Shaking his hand in respect, I removed my hearthstone from my bag, and stood next to Kiddman, ready to leave.
“Did you miss us?” she asked
“Completely” I replied, standing infront on my druid friend.
The rumble of stamping feet could be felt through the soft soil of the Keep, the Orc horn again blowing, louder “Stand your guard!!” came the shout above the army that remained, Corius poised with his staff with the verbs of the spell yet to come, out of the corner of his eye he saw the flash of green as Nadia Storm and Kiddman left the Valley. Gripping his warlocks staff tightly, he grinned at the horizon at the swarm of Horde crashing through the Keep gates. “…I will be a while, indeed!”
“Fire!”
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