Sounds like a whole buncha folk who, instead of talking out issues, would rather pretend that one party has done something objectively wrong and write them off. But they haven't. Nobody needs anyone else's permission to RP what they want to RP, unless they want to include you, at which point they're...

Rasver hadn’t expected to still be weak from the day before. Whatever fit had struck her -- no, whatever spell she’d been the victim of -- had not only knocked her out for that night and some of the next day, but also left her feeling especially ill and frail. She had wanted to search Avondale’s old...

Avondale could not read quickly. It had taken her a long, long time to read the reports on what had happened the night that Lin Tilman’s parents died. But, over many long nights of work Avondale had learned who the woman named Hayde was. The records had said nothing about the curse that Rasver was s...

((This is set very near the beginning of MoP, so some time ago)) Rasver pushed open the door tiredly, her exhausted form seeming about to collapse. A year ago she’d disguised herself as an undead woman and walked into a Horde town in the Barrens. It felt like she’d never divested herself of that cos...

Getting an SQL error while trying to access Something to Hide in the Horde forums. Was gonna try and get some RP in tonight. What causes these SQL errors? How do we avoid them? UPDATE: When I posted the above, I was no longer able to access this thread. I theorized that I was unable to access pages ...

Qa'chnena looked Naunet over one more time, eyeing the still-present blood on her. When he turned away, the spirit that lingered inside of him pressed upon his bones in displeasure, but he ignored it. Frustration leaked into his voice, however, when he spoke. "If I can move, I can sleep, and so...

"Demonic armor can be crafted from Fel energies," Dhein said, as he turned the staff over and set the blade against it once more, working at the corners of one of the many runes he had carved. "Covering one's body in the Fel energies and letting it slide against one's skin, hardening,...

"Perhaps you should not be so vague about what you encountered, Captain Naunet." He lifted himself to his feet, and his shoulders rolled. His low voice seemed to groan from between his bones. "It is not coincidence that this troll went from the cavern of my tribe, where my loved ones ...

Dhien was careful with the staff he was preparing. It deserved at least that much, and more. If he remembered one thing from his early success as a Warlock, it was to respect Fel power. If he'd learned one thing from his ultimate failure, it was to respect Fel power. He knew better than most that it...

"Killing Aztal again would be pointless, as we'd just lose access to him and he'd come back after a little while anyway. There is a way to kill an imp, but it probably exceeds your commitment to doing so." Dhein affixed the black crystal to the dark staff, summoning a flick of Fel to his f...