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Thread: Nihil vs Happy FIGHT!

A curse sworn in haste wormed it's way into Siena's head moments before an armoured fist began to rend flesh. Digging into her scalp, drawing blood and tearing at the ear. The women had crashed into a table before dropping to the floor in a chaotic sprawl of limbs. Straw soaked with cheep beer and vomit assaulted Siena's senses as her brain rattled in her skull, disorientating the woman. Still she held to her foe, shoulder pressed tight to Una's chest, head tucked in to protect it as much as she could. Her weapon was trapped though between the two bodies, it's deadly weight useless in the press. There was only one option as black and red crept into the corner of her eyes. A quick punch to the groin with all the might Siena could muster.
Thread: Nihil vs Happy FIGHT!

Una gave a winded grunt as the woman below her drove her fist between her legs, causing her to buckle and roll backwards. Staggering away, Una gripped onto a table, a hand nursing her injured side as a smirk pulled at her lips If I were a man you would have won this battle. Snatching up a pitcher of ale from the table Una chugged as much as she could before stopping for breath and slamming the container back down. Stumbling forward she huffed a sigh then cracked her neck, her arms back up in a defending position as she retook her stance.
Thread: Nihil vs Happy FIGHT!

Barking back laughter Siena looked past her foe, breathing heavily her shoulders rose and fell with a steady rhythm. She was tensed yet loose, prepared yet open, her eyes showed an unfocused awareness that drew in the whole of the room. Siena brandished her mace, arm cocked back for a lethal swing. You're not so bad. Terse words, spat out with blood and spittle. As it fell to the floor she burst from her spot, swinging not for any of Una's body mass but instead aiming for the woman's raised arms. She intended to break the woman down, part by part, limb by limb.
Thread: Yes, I'm Seeking a Skyrim RP (M/F)

Bump Er, pardon me, ma'am.
Thread: Yes, I'm Seeking a Skyrim RP (M/F)

Update! Added a potential female role and possible plot. PM me with any interest after reading my entire post.
Thread: Yes, I'm Seeking a Skyrim RP (M/F)

Bump New plot added!
Thread: MxM Plots and Pairings Abound~

New plots If the plots found above are too dark, I'm still willing to take on fluffier, lighter plots
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

Zenji was one of many Troll's who had chosen a different and new path to his race after the cataclysm had taken much from the land. The spirits of nature had guided him and a hand full of others in the arts of healing, and working with nature. The new path had opened many doors for diplomacy, and Zenji was one of the first trolls who had signed up with the Cenarion Circle. The druids new connections with the spirits only lasted for as long as life flourished, and after deathwings rampage the circle had set to doing what ever it could to heal the land. To Zenji signing up with the order had just made sense, however, what he hadn't expected was to be working so closely with the alliance. Oh sure he had known that the circle was supposed to be a neutral order, but walking through the moon glade the night elf presence was the largest one felt. There were some Tauren around, but night elves were the largest members of the circle by far. Walking through the greenery he did feel an odd sense of peace, where most of the world was only just recovering the moon glade still flourished. The circle worked in pairs, small teams, and right now he was off to meet his teammate. He was expecting a member of the Tauren most likely, someone of which he had worked with in the past. Finding the meeting place, by an old sycamore tree he sat down, sighing he didn't know if he was early or if his partner was running late, honestly it was kind of hard to tell time when the sun was so covered in clouds. It wasn't threatening to rain but there would probably be some kind of out pour in the coming days.
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

Llunau pronounced loo-now was a respected young night elf druid who stood a little taller for her race. Not byemuch, and not taller than the males of her race either. Her long dark blue hair cascaded down her shoulders in light waves as the crisp, Moonglade breeze lightly tousseled her hair. Her skin, a pale violet color, was as smooth as the petals of twilight jasmine, one of the rarest herbs used only for the strongest potions and medicines. Her attire was fitting for a druid, a light leather armor covered in hippogryph feathers. The top, a heart shaped tunic which covered her chest and connected to her shoulder armor which was also feathers and leather. The bottom was a wrap around kilt that reached the ground. It was more intricate than the rest of her armor. The waist matched the top but as the kilt got longer, it revealed a thin, almost see through cloth which was very light green with beading that sparkled in the light. She also wore matching belt, gloves, and boots as well as a silver circlet that rested upon her head. Llunau had been apart of the Cenarian Circle shortly after the Lich king and his scourge ran amuck in Northerend. It was a family calling. Everyone in her ancestry line had been a part of the circle. It was practically destiny. However her demeanor displayed strictly business motives. Normally Llunau stayed with her mother in the council and did business with her, but the druid who was supposed to be taking on this mission that Llunau was called for had been injured by a twilight council attack which had left him back in Darnassus to heal in the Temple of the Moon. Llunau excepted the task and was to meet her partner near the sycamore tree near the northern grave yard. She was not told who she would be working with, but she trusted the council. It was just about noon when the young night elf approached the meeting place. When she saw the troll sitting there, she stopped a moment. A horde? Yes the neutral faction was known for the friendly interaction between the horde and the alliance but the unspoken tension was still there. Llunau had not had much experience with horde but once again she trusted her council. Quetly she approached him. With a slight bow of her head, she greeted him. Ishnu-alah,she began in her native tongue. My name is Llunau and it seems we have been brought together by the council. Her night elf accent was apparent as she spoke the common language. She was polite, like most night elves during non hostile encounters. This would be the first time she had talked to a troll, let alone a member of the horde.
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

Zenji opened an eye for a moment at hearing a persons approach. Seeing a night elf walk towards him he was partly curious as to her purpose thinking that she would walk past him until she actually spoke directly to him. He shook his head part of him thinking that there was a joke in this, but sure enough she was his partner as ordered by the council. It made sense as Trolls were still new to the circle, being paired with a race of an older membership was a test of loyalty most likely, but it still wasn't a good thing in his opinion. Slowly he uncrossed his legs, and rose to his partial height. His skin was a pale blue, and his hair was a wild unkempt dark green. His tusks were shorter then most others, one of them was even chipped at the end broken slightly. Like all trolls he had a slight problem with posture, but even with the slouching back his eyes came even with the female night elves. His armor was Hardened leather, but most of it was decorated in fur, not feathers, most was made from high quality wolf hides, it wasn't showy, the fur was course and tough white pelts interwoven into armor. The gloves were fingerless, and everything was pressed down to make it less awkward to move in, the armor wasn't to tight or loose, rather it looked like it was designed to fight quickly in, focusing speed over comfort and show. Lo'. He spoke with a low tone, his Zandali accent shining through as he gave his own greeting. He didn't know if he was supposed to come off as intimadating or not, she was supposed to be an ally as she was a fellow druid, but he hadn't expected to be working with one of her kind so quickly. Druids must really have been in short number in this day and age. His three fingered hand brushed up against his chin as he thought over what to say. Greetings Llunau, I be Zenji. He was glad that she was polight at least, as he didn't really want to come off as hostile right off the bat, but he couldn't shake the feeling of tension he had in his gut. The alliance were bad news, many of his friends, and family had gone to war with them, and many had not come back, and with Garrosh as warchief.... things between the two factions had become even more tense. While the two may have had the common goal of being druids. Zenji was more then willing to be a little paranoid when faced with someone who could potentially be an enemy. This be a bit of a surprise, I didn't think I'd be working with your type so early. The understatement did hold a bit of negative connotations. Even in passing he was willing to let her know he didn't fully trust her, she was after all a night elf. I was told yah would have some work for us?
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

The server treated Zenji as if he were just another normal customer. As if it were common practice. And for him it really was. If I may, the server began. Our Darkspear selections are on the front side of the third page in the menue. I doubt you would want the Darnassian salad selection that Llunau ordered. However our cook back there does make a good mean firefin snapper which is delicious with it. The server waited politely for Zenji to decide if he was hungry or not.
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

Zenji gave a nod as to the mission. The work was important considering the world tree, and the mission sounded like it would be a hell of a long time if they were really dealing with the possibility of being gone through the winter. Still he had been to Northrend, and there was nothing colder then the frigged air at the top of the world. Compared to that a year or so doing the work of a druid sounded almost tame, especially if they were dealing with elementals. There was something to those angry spirits, that just kept the land warm. It may have been a selfish way to put it, considering that he was supposed to uphold balance, and winter was a part of the natural order of the world. It was just a natural part of the world that wouldn't be missed by Zenji. Walking with Llunau when she said that she wanted some form of lunch he merely gave a small grunt of approval towards the idea. He was still very much unsure of what to say about her, and so for now he would just humor her, letting her act however she wanted. A lot of people confused the night elf politeness, as arrogance, and observing it up close he wasn't sure which of the two she was giving towards him. Hearing her formal greeting between a member of her own race and her, he understood the difference. He would have given much more of his respect to an elder of his tribe, or even a member of the horde then he would either of these two people. Grabbing the menu he let out another low sigh trying to actually think about his order he scoffed hearing the suggestion for food from the darkspear tribe. As much as he enjoyed the meats that is tribes food consisted of, much of what had become of the darkspear food was actually Orcish gruel. Much of their original food the dark spear tribe had eaten before joining the horde had been rather cannibalistic, but Thrall had forbid such things in the earliest days of the horde. Since then their dietary food had changed, but the heavier meat content high in salts had remained. Reading the menu and page he let out a small sigh looking at the man. Nah mon, I'll go with Salad, and snapper. Thank yeh for the suggestion. He said lightly putting down the menu. One of the things he did was he was eager to travel and taste new foods. It wasn't that he had a refined taste or anything, but since most of the food of his tribe had been outlawed it was always interesting to taste the other cultures. So far though nothing beat Tauren cooking. Looking towards Llunau his gaze was a little bit of a stare and a bit of a glare. So if we be workin' togetha then I wanna know more about you. You say you lived your whole life in the moonglade? So i take it you were a daughta of this order than? His question was to simply pry some information from her. However he was reluctant to show his hand. She was the one who was used to this place, and the one who outnumbered him by race and time in the order. So she could be the one to have the loose lips.
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

Zenji nodded as he was given food. Looking it over for a moment for any 'spices' he didn't recognize. He knew that the druid order was trust worthy he was a member these were his people now, but having an alliance chef food for him Finally deciding that it was just food, and not laced with anything he took a fork full, and listened to Llunau's story. He nodded discovering that part of his predictions had been true. Finding out that her mother was a high ranking member of the order was a little confusing. Most night elves lived for centuries, and it made him wonder just how old the one before him was. Still finding out that she had a mother as a possible archdruid was a little bit of a shock. Not much to tell mon. I be one of the first of my tribe to turn to Druidic practices. When I was young I spent most of my time with the Tauren. The dark spear tribe has never been the most illustrious group among the horde. Vol'jin did what he could to make us comfortable, but Orgramar, was not a home I liked. I had a strong connection to nature even back then I guess, because I spent every moment I could among Mulgore, and thunder bluff learning from their elders all that they would share. When the time came and the rest of my people had their spiritual epiphany that there was a better path then Shaman's and voodoo priests, I was one of the first open supporters and open druidic practice. It seemed to fit nicely for me, the path of the wild has made a better calling then the spirits ever would have. Zenji paused for a moment wondering how much of his own liniage he would need to explain. Giving a low sigh he decided to tell her the truth as he took another bite of the food. Honestly he was finding the flavors of the snapper, and salad to be wonderful, but it wasn't like he was gonna tell them that. I have no real blood relatives, My parents fought valiantly for the horde in it's earlier days, and my sister went north, her crew went up against a contingent of alliance ships and lost. I lost much to the war, between horde and alliance. He took a deep breath feeling the energies of the moon glade around him. He didn't hate the alliance perhaps as much as he should. He had lost much too it for sure, but he wouldn't be here if he believed that revenge would have better suited his purpose in life.
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

Surprised at his confession, Llunau put down her fork and took another swig of her spring water. I'm sorry to hear about your loss. She began with much sincerity. War is a terrible thing. And Instead of fighting together to preserve our homelands we would rather fight each other. Llunau was more of a peacekeeper than a fighter, but that didn't mean she would trust the troll. She would however give him the benefit of the doubt. I'm very surprised you chose this path considering your history with the alliance. I haven't had to feel the sorrow of losing a loved on to the horde personally, but many of my friends have. Some even resent me for choosing this path. The night elf looked down as she recalled a harsh memory of her best friend breaking all ties with her. She ate the rest of her meal in silence and when she had finished, set a handful of silver coins to cover her portion of the bill along with a tip. The elf waited as Zenji finished his meal. When he did so, she stood and bowed slightly to the troll. We will meet back at the sycamore tree in three hours. We better get moving. She gave him a half smile and turned to exit the inn, making way to the sta les where her talbuk was being kept.
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

Zenji gave a passing motion as he ate. He had come to terms with his families part in the war, and becoming a druid was his way of getting away from the blood shed. Becoming a druid meant a lot to Zenji as did finding another path then the war. However just because he was an idealist doesn't mean he wasn't practical when it came to actually confronting the enemy. There was ideology and then there was stupidity, and Zenji was not willing to confuse one for the other. Walking away from Llunau he gave a small indifferent shrug. They be at peace, and there is a bigga picture then just the horde. This be my calling, doesn't mean I have to like the company it keeps. And Zenji didn't like the company it kept in truth he disliked the fact that the circle worked with night elves and worgen. Two races that under any other circumstances he would have had enough of for one life time. Once he was outside of the tavern he worked a little of the druids magic. There were few arcane spells that the druids used, however the portal between the moonglade and the other parts of azeroth was unique. A strange blend of arcane, and natures magic mixed together to create a spell of convince, and a moment later he was back on the dark spear islands. Gathering his things for his journey, he packed away his various things. However he chose to not bring a mount. He hadn't used one in ages, actually not since he had his travel and flight forms gifted to him. While he would agree that the trip into mount hyjal would be long if they were staying past a year, the moon glade was actually rather close to the mountain. Returning from his island home back to the moonglade through the portal he had already opened it closed behind him, and he let out a long sigh. That was the last he was going to see of that home for a long time from what he could gather. Three hours had passed rather quickly, and before he knew it, he was standing back at the sycamore and waiting. This was starting to become a common theme, waiting for the night elf to show up.
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

When Llunau entered the stables she saddled the talbuk. She would rather just use her travel form as well, but at least this would give them something to carry luggage. It didn't take her long to packager things which gave her time to take a quick nap in the stable with her talbuk. She awoke shortly before she was supposed to meet up with the troll to start her journey. Llunau slept longer than she intended to, this didn't give her much time to change. Quickly, the elf unwrapped her kilt and threw on a pair of leggings that matched her top. It wasn't That she was trying to match, but the leather worker that made all her clothes always used the same materials which made choosing what to wear easy. It always matched. With a quick fluid motion, Llunau hoisted herself onto the saddle and nudged her mount to take her to the meeting place. The sound of the massive heart's hooves pounded on the stone path and it didn't take ling for her to meet Zenji. Yes he had waited, but not very long. She was not surprised when she saw he had no mount. Most druids didn't. But Llunau came from a very wealthy family and she was able to buy plenty of mounts. She only used one however. The large white beast with cobalt armor was her favorite. Not only because talbuks were her favorite animal, but because they were fine of the fastest mounts on the ground. When Llunau saw Zenji, she slowed the talbuk and looked down at him. If you want to put your things on Hatsu here, I don't mind. She offered. However she knew, given their not so close relationship, that he would most likely refuse. But she offered anyway. She would have offered him a seat on the large beast but she knew that too would be a no. The portal to Mount Hyjal was not far away, and the elf led him to it. Once there, she turned to Zenji and smirked. See you on the other side. And stepped through the green and purple swirling vortex with the talbuk. Once there, she waited for Zenji to follow.
Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

Zenji shivered as he walked through the portal. Walking out into mount hyjal and seeing the massive roots of the world tree as it was. There was something cold about the air. It was the heat of summer, but here the roots, and branches were so thick that there was no sunlight. Everything was thrust into shade. Making it colder then it should have been, and walking through the icy magic of a portal didn't help. It took a moment for his body to reheat himself, and find a balance. there wasn't anything bad or creepy about this place, just that it seemed mostly abandoned. As spiritually and physically important as mount hyjal was it didn't really have the same protection it had during the battles with Deathwing. Most of the elemental damage was contained, and the fires had been put out, that said there was always pockets of things that other druids would have missed, and there was some honor in this job. Even if it was a kind of grunt work the tree that ran through mount Hyjal was important, it was a fragment of the once all encompassing well of eternity. The water here had a strange light, glowing almost, but the area it's self was rather bare. There had been an inn set up here by the order back when the battle was in full swing, but now everything seemed to have slowed down, and the post was abandoned. So where should we set up our base? He said lightly. In truth they didn't even really need a base. They were druids, and land as rich as this would supply them with almost everything they needed. Even as he started walking he could see the various fruits, and berries, just on glancing. He walked slowly just to annoy Llunau so that she couldn't use her talbuk's immense speed. He had no desire to ride with her, nor did he wish to relinquish any of his bags. For now he was holding all of that to himself, just so he could further draw on what ever nerves his partner had. He wasn't going to win her to his side any time soon, but Zenji was having more fun being on her nerves then anything else. Zenji stretched the sooner they set up some kind of base camp, even if it was just a small shelter or an old abandoned one, the sooner they could start working out what actually needed to happen in a place like this. He could feel the tainted energies the elemental had left in their wake, but he didn't feel or see any of the fires that he had half expected. There was however a lot of chaos to this place. when normally this should have been a quiet haven of balance. Breathing in he could practically smell the amount of work that would have to be done. No wonder the circle thought this would take them all the way through the winter months. I think it would be best if we set up closer to the center of the tree, there was a few old buildings back that way if i remember this place correctly.