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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 23, 2006 20:52:15 GMT -5
((The tales of Oria's past towards a new future...))
Eyes cringing, she dug out another splinter from her hands. Why had she gripped the tree so tightly? After the past hundred years in the Stonetalons, she thought she would know better. Alas, Oria could be dense.
The cedars and pines had strange barks in this land. Unlike the Ashenvale forest, these would dig into the flesh, leaving behind pieces that would puff the skin and sicken the person if left for too long. She had been sick many times by now, learning harshly about this wild land. Such adventures of folly would have never been an issue...if still near Forestsong.
Closing her eyes, she dropped her hands. Tears were down her bare cheeks without warning. They were gone. The horror of it was still too close and raw. Pulling on her long green locks, most of it an absolute mess, the rest hastily braided as it grew out, she wished fervently for their return. She smudged at her face, wishing her father was near, her brother teasing her. Even the scolding of her mother.
A soft flutter of leaf nearby caused her to leap many feet away, eyes wild, dagger held high. She breathed quick between teeth, in a moment more, Oria was gone. The trees and leaves of the forest swallowed her passing.
Dorelin sighed. He thought he had been silent. The movement was featherlight at best. The lord of Brightmoon has paid him well to find the girl. It would take another decade to track her down. He would come close, then something would send her away. This hunt was difficult, annoying, and starting to press upon his patience. After five tries and fifty years, he was done with it. This Janlith would have to find his own way. Closing a small journal of notes, he gathered what little he had to return to Astranaar.
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:59:00 GMT -5
Looking out over the bluffs, Jadehorn watched a lone eagle sore through the skies. It pinwheeled and turned. And soon another came, locking claws, spiraling to their deaths until one let loose. Her grandfather once told her this was the way of mating. To fight for what love you can find. To never give up even if death came.
The stars were bright in the sky, late in the evening. But sleep just would not come. This was one of those nights of big thoughts.
Petting her kittens softly, Jadehorn thought about the day. "Love's a crazy thing sometimes. It can make you feel like clouds in the sky and then suddenly the cold rains that fall from them. I haven't known him as long as many others, but Kotholis is a friend. And it hurts to see him sad. But sometimes the hurting can teach you things."
Her eyes watched the battling eagles. "I talked to Nethezerim too. He's thinking about his past too. It's funny how alike they are. Fighting for something to believe in. Trying to find meaning in this world that has gone mad. But if they would just step back, take a moment from the happiness and sadness, they would see so clear."
Tilting her head, she smiled as the kitten dug claws in her shaggy hide. "Maybe he's right. Being a druid is a difficult path for the heart. We see the wholness, and don't fall to the singular things... Sometimes, I wish I could find others that understood that."
With a deep rumbling yawn, she looked back to see which eagle won, but they had fallen from sight. "It's not so lonely afterall. Standing back and looking over the world and people in it. I think for the first time, I'm right where I need to be."
A kind of peace came over Jadey as she thought about the conversations, the dancing, adventuring with Daathen, solemn words with Kotholis and Nethezerim, the wars shared with comrades that actually called for her aid and protected her back.
Taking out a hide, the strange bristled brush, and paints, she tried writing her grandfather a letter.
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:58:42 GMT -5
And so it was...that the entire Warrior's Area was laughing. Everyone that entered was either... 1. Covered in blood and Alliance goo. 2. Preparing to goo Alliance. 3. Fixing and cleaning the gooey ones. 4. Training to one day goo Alliance. In this world of Hordey Butchers and Goo Cleaners waltzed the most unlikely...a flower smelling, fish loving, tap dancing Jadehorn. "Dis be de war. Joo talk to dem der." And Da Butha, feared head smacker of the Horde, entered the fray. Go ahead...Make HIS day! photobucket.com/albums/b38/jadehorn/?action=view¤t=butha_rawr.jpgWorking up her courage, Jadey did the same. For the first few minutes...she made Snow Tauren! It was just SOOOOOO pretty! The guards blinked...endlessly. "We need the mines! Snap to ya varmit!" "I'm not a varmit, I'm a Windtotem!" But they pointed down the road. And down she went. There she met two new friends! He was bold and brash and known as the Red Admiral. STUMM! RAWR! He was running in circles playing chase with a nasty looking Kobald. Nearby another kobald just sat kinda stunned being Alterac Swiss Cheesed by a Forsaken named Underds. "Hi ho! Need some...ooooh you have booboos!" Running forward, she called the light of the Earthmother to heal and aid. "You have candle!" The evil little kobalds screamed. And true enough, Jadey turned around with a pretty festival candle in her pack. "Uh oh..." CHASE ENSUED! They smooshed her to the ground, pulling her tail, and stole her candle. "You no take candle!" See she knew Kobald Slang (Rank 3). Stumm and Underds helped get her candle back. And there in ran the gleaming bear trap that was... BLACKTOOTH! She huggled him despite the tines o' death. "Hi ho!" Soon others came along for fun! She made new friends like Torquol! He was neat! And another neat trollie (sorry I was sleepy and forgot your name Tuursomething? *HUG* They were the bestest!). And helped the Horde with gathering of uber important mining stuff. Finally Blacktooth came by swilling rum. "You do good there, Jadey. Me have surprise." And running off on a pretty raptor, he showed her a stable empty and lonely. An orc lady stood there, little tears in her eyes. So Jadey shared some chocolates. "What's wrong?" Blacktooth comforted the lady. "She needs wolves. Want to help?" "PUPPIEESSSSS!!!!!" Jadey had a soft spot for those cuties! Getting a muzzle and some meat, she ran off into the snows. "Awwww!!! I love pup--OOOWWWWWIEEEE!" Running in circles she had them hanging off her arms. Rushing back to the lady, she smiled and squealed in glee, taking the wolves to became great wolf mounts! PUPPPPIIIIEESSSS! <3 photobucket.com/albums/b38/jadehorn/?action=view¤t=wolflove.jpgAll was well in the world. Until... SNIVVELsomething, Bane of CandleWax, Raider of the Great Wick Heist of '04, gave a mighty screech. "WE TAKE MINE! TAKE CANDLE! RULEZ WORLD!" He sought the fabled One Candle. And such a terror it was. Rushing there, she found a welcome sight! The friends she made, Mama Shanti, and Malastryx! "Aww! Hi ho! So good to see you all! But um...they took my candle." Jadey sniffled. Mama Shanti patted her arm. "Den we kills dem, get it back, and eat chocolate and pie!" Malastryx smiled. "MmmmmMMMmmmm pieeeeeee!" Jadey had to agree. Everyone loved [Mama Shanti Pie]! And so on and so forth. The war continued. She tried healing the front lines (but lag ate her T_T). She helped take candles. She loved the bitey puppies. Until...her ear flicked. "Cuteness sense...tingling!" Running off, slipping into sneakiness, she saw something cute but BAD. Whispering into her stone, she told the Horde. "Icily! Aww she's a cutie...but right now she is summoning people near our mine. Looks like 3...4...now about 7! Um help?" And help came along. She felt bad ratting on her, but Icily should knew one thing. "No body gets between a Jadey and her candle." The end. (And like a big dummy...I tried AGAIN to sneak into Ironforge to tell people hi and thanks for the fun...but um...guards still smell me...and so did this dwarfie that Alterac Swiss Cheesed me. So I went home for sleeping.)
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:58:19 GMT -5
Blacktooth is a sweeeeetie:
It was great ta have ya der wit us in scholo Jady. Me glad ta see ya around again. Me got so caught up in havein dings hit me and plowin though der so fast me hardly got a chance ta say hi ta ya.
Me again!
Sneeeeeeaky sneak. Jadehorn wandered through the Drag waiting for Da Butha. And sure enough, there he went running through. When he ducked around a corner, she thought for sure he saw her! So he she kept looking, and there he was. Just like the Droffers Brothers said. The ol' trollie always passed by their shop!
So in she crept and pounced! He vanished! Tickling ensued! Woooeeeee...but good woe...like um...nah it was happy.
But Da Butha looked all sad. He pretty ears were all droopy. His glowy eyes kinda sad fierce, but not good woe.
"Butha, sneaky brother, what's wrong?"
He sighed from his toes. "Losin' meh way...meh path..." And it turned out, he was trying things simply for the sake of trying.
"You know," Jadey said in her utmost wisdom *FEAR*, "I never licked a kodo's butt. But that doesn't mean I'm going to try."
Butha drooped further.
"You didn't!"
"Meh did. It no gud."
There were giggles, but she knew the truth. He needed some cheer. So she grabbed her tail. He quirked. "Wut be dat?"
She blinked. "My tail?"
"Ya, wut dat fo'?"
And tada she knew! STORYTIME!
"Once upon a time, there was a bug tauren. He was one of the first, you know...like um...Big Daddy Tauren."
He looked skeptical. "Biggah den Ragemane?"
"Yeah yeah!"
Buthaleirus didn't believe her.
"Like um Ragemane's daddy's daddy's daddy's daddy's daddy's daddy!"
"Nah uh!"
"Uh huh!"
Butha proclaimed. "He old!"
She jumped on her hooves. "SO! Yeah he was like...old as um...trees! His legs were as big as towers! Horns like mountains!"
Da Butha shook his head. "I still dunt tinks he biggah den Ragemane. I seen 'im kill trees!"
She ignored that part, cause she was busy talking, though she made a mental note... Give Ragemane a SPANKING!!! For...the Earthmother...um yeah...
"Well, this old one.... he had one big problem." She nodded sagely.
"Whut dat?"
She sighed saddly with a nod. "He kept falling over."
Da Buth be laughing hard. "Dat funny!"
"Plains became craters! Mountains becale silithid hills! It was sad times. He even kept scr@ping his knee! Poor knee."
Da Butha tilted his head. "He be needin a doctah? Joo knows I a doctah?"
She nodded. "He did. But see he didn't have the great Butha around. This was a really long time ago. So...he went to the Earthmother for some bandaids."
She winked. He grinned.
"So the Earthmother took him on her knee. Which was almost crushed...cause the Ragemane family have hard butts! Um...not that I know! Err...."
They snickered. "I be tinkin dat. He be real big. I bet it like a stone."
She snickered. "He sure is!" She blushed shyly and coughed. "Right story!" Butha snickered.
"And she said, 'What's wrong Little Foofoo?' And he said, 'Well, the name is bad...but I keep falling down.' And he showed her his sc#@!&d knee."
"And she said, 'Nu huh, Foofoo stays. But I can help the falling. And so she pinched his butt...and PPPUUUUUULLLLLEEEDDDD! And BAM! Tail! And he stopped falling down. The end."
Da Butha smiled and laughed. "Dat amazin!"
They clapped and smiled. "Dat worth dancin! Wait...can joo do this?"
And Butha did the most amazing Mama Shanti boogie! Well that called for the Kodo Two-Step! And on they danced. Being themselves. Enjoying crazy things.
"No matter what, Da Buthasomethingorotherdon'teatme...BE YOU!"
Course...that's when he said he would...and left to war...And Jadey? Well...she followed...DUN DUN DUNNNNNN!
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:57:19 GMT -5
And so...she sought the mail box.
Dun...te dun..de dun..dun dun dunnnn...dun dun Deedeelooo Deeedeeeeloooo DO DO! (Ahem, mission impossible music wee!)
Jadehorn kneeled on a ledge looking down over the drag. The shops were just opening as the sun rose. Squinting in the distance, moving her eyepatch to the other eye, she leapt from her dizzying height! Falling...falling...whooshlike...she landed suddenly on all fours. The kitty was on the prowl.
Dun tedun de dun...
Setting into stealthiness, she slipped behind a potted plant, no wait, that was Cainis with them shoulders sitting in the drag snoozing. Wet cold nose on his arm, he turned one way...letting her zoom past the other!
Dun dundundun...
Paws bounding faster she leapt upon the back of Stormrunner's kodo, winking to yet another cuuuuute kitty she had! Rounding the corner, she bounded off onto a roof.
Deedeeloooo deeeedeeeeeloooooo DO DO!
Claws skittering over the shingled rooves, she made her way past Lola's House of Fine Foods, Zigbun's Pastry Shack, and the Ogrimmar Saving, Loans, and Knee Breaking for...the mail box!
DA DAAAAAAAA!
Landing with a fast shifting to hooves, Jadehorn nodded a hello to the others as if she was always there. Wiggling her eyebrows, she flipped through the contents.
"Junk junk...oooohhh want gold now? Send money! Meh....junk junk...bill for the orphanage. Dang it Mr Cluckers about your dating habits! Junk junk...wait...what's this?" And there is was. The LETTER!
Hey der sneaky sistah,
Should joo seek dis mission ting, it be de most sneakiest o' sneaky tings. Joo mus' find meh to get dis box. Othahwise, dis message self des--blow up like...now...
Pie. All that was smelled was pie. And then all that was heard she a shriek.
"Oooooh cute! PIE BOMB!"
DA DAAAAAAA!
"Seems I need to sneak and find my sneaky brother. Yep yep!" Shifting to that most loved kittiness, she slurped up the bits of pie from her fur happily. And then there she was.
BAMF! Shadows and cuteness, jumping and bouncing. Ries. With a mambo foxtrot shift-ball-change, Jadey was following fast. With bounding hugs, they had themselves a chat.
"You see, I am on a mission. I need to find the sneakiest of sneaks. Help me find....DA BUTHA!"
DA DAAAAAAAAA!
-To be continued-
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:56:56 GMT -5
Scary Juanti wrote this...
Juanti sharpened his knife as watched over Jadehorn. The Shattered Hand sent him to look at a potential new member, but to the rogue, she was nothing but a child. Her playful nature and attitude would be nothing more than a liability. He stood up and began to walk away, when he noticed out the corner of his eye. A tauren walking over to her and giving her a hug, the two were obviously happy to see each other. Then, a troll came by and did the same, all of them having a joyful conversation. A tinge of jealousy echoed through Juanti's mind, before being dashed away with a smirk. "See ya 'round, Jadehorn..." he whispered to himself before leaving.
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:56:32 GMT -5
Poking her little white and teal nose here and there, little sneaky adopted sister of Buthasomethingorotherdon'teatme went creepy crawling to the mailbox... ...which was ridiculous to do with Mr Cluckers the suave chicken following behind without being sneaky whatsoevergeesh! With a conspiratorial whisper, she let him in on a little known adventure. "So you see, there I was sooooo hungry. Kotholis was pushing some rather tasty quail on me while Torreux and I were chatting a bit. I was getting the high sign from the new auctioneer. He had a very important message..." "The Dark Iron Dwarves were massing huge amounts of Dark Iron. I think they were preparing to make Dark Iron Helm of Birthday Party Celebrations, +100 merrymaking and -500 stamins when drinking their ale. I have no idea what the heck that means...but it sounded like fun. And then I get a whisper with the message. Xanaphia and company were delving in there to steal it first for their own party hats!" She grinned wide. "And no body sneaks better than well...sneaky kitties! So I accepted the mission and went along for the adventure. Now I had visited this mountain before, the terrible BlackRock. But never had I like...made it in without being ghosty. The air burned my little nose. The demon dogs nipped my hooves. And these little gnomes rushed me with big rachets of smiting! I um...never once hit a gnome. I just couldn't. I love Seloona too much!" Mr Cluckers nodded slowly, sipping a Blue Sunrise Martini. She blinked wondering how the heck he always had...martinis. "Anyway, Nethy was there to..." Her eyes get glazed. "But he is not the orc we are looking for." She shakes her head and nears the mailbow. "What the heck was that? I suddenly want to pat orcs. Gah!" Looking around with care, she started finger painting a letter to Buthaleirus her happy sneaky adopted brother. "We did some crazy things in there! Lava jumping. Vault robbing. Party crashing and dancing in the tavern. And even making those party hats! A good time had by all. And while there...this here box. OOoo I tried rocks to open it...but we all know who the bestest is at opening them, even dented!" Slipping the box and letter into the mailbox, she giggled and wandered away. Stopping suddenly, she looked at the chicken who had somehow found a hen on his feathered arm. "Wait...why am I telling you this story. YOU WERE THERE!" She rubs her head. "Tooooo many ales..." ((Weee! Thanks you all! *ninja hugs and pokes allllll around*))
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:56:14 GMT -5
Buthasomethingorother wrote this!!
I gots mail!
Happy as a troll can be Buthaleirus nearly danced over to his mailbox. How he loved getting mail. Sometimes it was flowers and herbs for potion making, other times it was a small bounty from the auction house, and still other times it was a lock a bit to complicated for some of his less sneaky friends.
Let meh see whuts meh be gettin t'day.
Filtering through rejected auction items and small bounties of gold, he spied a package, a lock box.
As he read the note, his lips curled wide, and his trademark grin appeared.
MEH SNEAKY SISTA' BACK! I hope she still sneaky.
With much haste, he picked the lock and started a return letter. If she wanted this package, she was going to have to play some hide and sneak with her adopted brother.
Letter sent and box opened, Butha's smile did not fade. How could it? Jadehorn sneaks again!
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 14:55:41 GMT -5
Shaking off the sleepiness, rubbing at singed fur, the shaggy ol' tauren druid made her way into Thunderbluff. "Been quite the time, sleeping in the winter haven as a bear. Never tried that before. With the snozing and snoring and bliss and all. And now I have this nice thick thick coat of fur!" She grinned and bought a bit of bait for the ol' fishing pole and some firewood of cherry. "But now, I need something to eat. Dang nabbit sleeping takes alot out of you." Preparing to cast, pole tossed back in a Pagle 240 Quarter Fly maneuver, her stone warmed and piped up! "Jadey, der mon. Chu wanna come wit us?" She smiled hearing Sangwin's voice. "Oh Sangwin! Um where to? The jungles or temples in the swamp or--" "Scholomance, mon." With a sudden flick of wrist, she tangled up the bag seller and fruist vendor with some rather sharp hooks. Gasping at her stone as they shook thir fists, she blinked. "Um...Scholololomance? The place with...death? And um...bigger death?!" "Dat be de one, mon. So chu game?" Staring wider at her stone, she warned him of her quiet ways, her silliness, her youth, her wayward fishing technique. But it did not phase the mage. He kept asking. "Um...send the invite." Suddenly, warlock magics called so fast and hard, she appeared without any clothes! Blinking, gasping, blushing, the crew stared at a rather shaggy naked tauren. But smiling she just shrugged into her leathers with quick apologies. "That was some casting! Yanked me right outta my clothes!" ((That really happened. )) Giggling, she followed them into ....Scholomance, School of Scary. ----@@@---- They could hear the call as they entered. Down one hall, gnomes and high elves were practicing their ballet moves while casting. A very tricky artform performed balanced on one foot. Another hall had a library tended by what seemed a simple olf woman's ghost...until you tried to get her! Then she like multiplied and shrieked NO PIE IN THE LIBRARY! Yet one of the most frightening had to be the ghouls in choir class. They kept trying to sing these complicated orias only to sound like a bunch of whining puppies hungry at the door. Fire...totems...frost...slashing doom...kitty meows...and many waters later, the intrepid heroes and done something...very naughty. Gandling was busy with his exploding runes when the first alarms and screams went off. By the time he made it to the gathering, his face was singed and coated with soot. "Damned fools! Look what you have done?! You know how hard it is to get a triple exploding rune score in this game here?!" The other professors were behind him...but soon mowed down by the shredding force of silly adventurers. Kilimon screamed out. "I BE WATCHIN' CHU!" Sangwin threatened with firey doom. Warlocks sent their glorious felhounds to gnaw on his robes. Gog tried to outrun OOX to smoosh him. Blacktooth was far too busy giggling and thinking of pie to notice he had downed the evil dark headmaster of doooooom. Everyone gathered, staring down. "SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!" Jadehorn yelled. It was a most exciting night!
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 16, 2006 11:13:26 GMT -5
I added a category called Visions of Azeroth! It has a section for drawings and captures from the game. Enjoy!
I moved a couple image posts already!
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 15:10:46 GMT -5
If you want to post your stories, go for it! The archiving group would just be copying and pasting tales or linking to a created PDF for folks that do not want to post em on their own.
If you post your tales, we won't post them a second time. *winks*
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 13:40:51 GMT -5
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 13:04:49 GMT -5
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Post by Jadey/Ala/Oria on Feb 15, 2006 11:07:25 GMT -5
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