A while ago I mentioned how I've got into pet battles and that my goal was to catch a rare quality Nether Faerie Dragon. I am proud to let everyone know that tonight I completed my mission! After battling around ten-ish or so little blue dragonkin, I found a rare one. Wilba in fact managed to not crit-kill it - that was a nice change! I was thrilled. In result, I finally got my very ownblue cutie. She received the name Indiga, inspired by indigo. Boy, do I love the colour blue!
Bad news of the day is that yet another roleplaying buddy of mine is leaving Moonglade. To be on Argent Dawn. Where the bloody else. Not only is Raleigh losing his possible wife-to-be, but I'm losing fifty percent of the semi-regular RP company that I have on Moonglade. She has requested me to move to Argent Dawn with her, at least with my paladin. I'd be delighted to throw a character or two over to AD, but my paladin's name is already taken on that server and I couldn't imagine naming him anything else but Raleigh. But, just in case, I have reserved the name of my main and a couple of other characters on AD. Just in case. However, for as long as my guild stands, I am not going anywhere from Moonglade, for the guild and the people in it are worth tons more than any amount of roleplay.
Still, my Moonglade burnout isn't getting any better. /sigh
See Saz's blog for more information regarding the challenge!
9. Your character's hometown We all have the same starting zones where we begin our various quests, but where does your character actually hail from?
Nicasia from Lower City of Shattrath.
Vladan from Strahnbrad.
Raleigh from Southshore.
Milka from New Avalon.
Brothers A.D. from Strom.
Lower City, which isn't particularly fancy to begin with, appears to be the only one of them that doesn't lie in ruins these days. Also, happy September to all! I'm particularly excited about the month change, because Pandaria will be released this month.
A very special event took place on the realm of Moonglade. Solmund and Lykkedragen got married, and were wed in Nagrand. My priest had the honour to perform the ceremony, and the guests, who consisted of friends and guildies, were a rather mottled bunch.
The main participants were:
Solmund - groom
Lykkedragen - bride
Lanfranco - bestman
Silverfrost - maid of honour
Angelus - vicar
Of course the event would have been nothing without all the guests, so big thanks to all of them on my behalf as well.
Below is the ceremony with some screenshots included. There were plenty of other emotes in it, too, but I couldn't catch all of them. Something borrowed was from them christian fellers, as the ceremony itself was very christian-inspired, as it seemed to fit the wedded couple. No blasphemy was intended and no blasphemy took place, and it shouldn't be considered such - I personally don't even see why it would be.
Angelus: Dearly
beloved family, friends and fellow Azerothians. We have
come together in the presence of the Light to witness and bless the joining
together of this man and this woman in Holy Matrimony. The union
of husband and wife in heart, body, and mind is intended for their mutual joy;
for the help and comfort given one another in prosperity and adversity. Marriage is
not to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly, but reverently, deliberately,
and in accordance with the purposes for which it was instituted in the name of
the Light.
Into this
holy union Solmund and Lykkedragen now come to be joined. If any of you can
show just cause why they may not lawfully be married, speak now; or else for
ever hold your peace.
I require
and charge you both, here in the presence of the Light, that if either of you
know any reason why you may not be united in marriage lawfully, you do now
confess it.
Lady Lykkedragen
of Silverbeam, will you have this man to be your husband; to live together in
the covenant of marriage? Will you
love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health; and,
forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?
Lykkedragen: I do.
Angelus: Solmund
Strongheart, will you have this woman to be your wife; to live together in the
covenant of marriage? Will you
love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health; and,
forsaking all others, be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?
Solmund: I do.
Angelus turns towards the bestman.
Vows... With UI. I don't really keep the healing addon there.
Angelus: May I have
the rings, please?
Angelus holds
the rings on the palm of his left hand, placing the other one on top of it. As
the rings are sealed between his hands, a warm, golden glow escapes from between his fingers.
May your
love remain like these rings – forever pure, forever untarnished.
Angelus hands
the rings over to Solmund and Lykkedragen.
You may say
your vows.
Solmund: Lykke, you are my north, my south, my east and west. My working week, my Sunday rest. My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song. I thought I'd never love forever... I was wrong. I will love you and cherish you for as long as I live.
Lykkedragen: I will always stand by your side, because you make me smile when I feel like the world is ending. You give me strength to keep on fighting, because you are my reason to keep standing. You make my heart and soul sing, and every minute I'm away from you feels like an eternity of pain. I will always stand by your side, protecting you with my last breath. I will be your light when the world gets dark. I will always stand by your side, because you are my music, my strength, my light, my faith. You are my everything. I love you.
Angelus: By the right and honour I have been granted, I now declare you husband and wife.
Let us
pray.
Eternal
Light, creator and preserver of all life, author of salvation, and giver of all
grace: Look with favor upon the world you have made, and especially upon this
man and this woman whom you make one flesh in Holy Matrimony.
Light be with you, Solmund and Lykkedragen.
You may kiss the bride at will.
After the ceremony we indulged in a feast, drinks, cheese (which appeared to have been expensive, since our guild even got the It All Really Adds Up achievement right after the wedding!), and Milkbox's musical performance of a love song:
Partying.
For a thousand words, and thousand embraces They call away, so far away They only reach you, when you hold her by silver wings For a thousand words, and thousand embraces Through a thousand years, a bond even stronger And you must hold her foreeeeeeeeeeveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrr
I wish to thank the wedded couple for their permission to make a blog post out of the lovely event, and each person for making it as it was! Once again congratulations to Sol and Lykke!
And as of today, I felt happy on the game after a while now.
"-- a flash of light cut through the darkness. Soft whispers of an
unidentified language echoed in the numb mind, coursing through the
veins and filling the body with life energy."
So I came to think about resurrections. What do the others feel like? I find them a wonderful opportunity for some hardcore imagination usage. Here are my thoughts about various kisses of life, feel free to tell me what you think! Perhaps this will have an effect on who you choose as your raiding buddies in the future... Also, to make it a bit more fun, I won't tell which resurrection it is right away, but you can think what it sounds like.
Most of them were performed by/to my own characters in my mind, so they brought their own twist to them.
1. Roots sprang from the ground to wrap around her body, still warm. Various sproutlings appeared to stroke her skin with their leaves and petals, breathing life into the body. As more and more sproutlings gathered to dance around her, she opened her eyes slowly and stared at the sky, seeming peaceful and rested.
2. He felt incredible pressure around his chest, as if his heart was squeezed really tight and then released. Squeezed and released, squeezed and released again, like it was blackmailed to start beating. He rapidly woke up as if from a nightmare, out of breath and coughing.
3. "Is this a lucid dream?" she wondered, feeling sleepy. She saw everything hazy and blue, nothing stayed still but constantly moved in a wavy motion, a place with no time and space. A wolf's nose suddenly poked her hand. The wolf said nothing, only gave her a deep look in the eyes before turning around and walking away. She instinctively followed the wolf; she felt there was no other option.
The spirit animal lead her to a well - a well which held a reflection of her lifeless body lying on a rock, her back twisted like a wire. She understood it was her, but had no thoughts in her mind. She stepped into the well.
As her body touched the water, the feeling of sensation slowly began to return to her skin, the deeper she let her body sink. She let go of the well's edge. Her body disappeared into the dark well, as did the reflection.
4. A sharp-edged sword pierced his lungs, cutting through his body as effortlessly as it would through water. He fell down to his knees and held his chest for a moment before collapsing forward. As everything was fading to black, a green fog appeared to fight the darkness, pushing it away.
He felt two treants by his side. Their branches grabbed him by the arms before he hit the ground, and lifted him back up to his feet. The green vision faded as quickly as it had appeared, slowly turning into one of the physical world. He was still holding his chest as he looked down to it, standing feebly. The fresh wound looked nasty, but it did not bleed.
5. She heard the ancestors call her name. The flames burnt her skin, but at the same time the water was about to fill her lungs. She was done for. She knew she was.
The draenei shifted into her ghost wolf form, making a last, desperate attempt to escape the pressure and torment. She jumped. Jumped as far as she could. The wind under her paws lifted and carried her over the flames; the water being heavier than the wind, it didn't follow.
Though falling from high, the ghost wolf landed softly, as if she was weightless. She ran into the blue fog, humid and soothing.
6. A foul stench invaded a dark figure's nose, as it walked into the humid cave. The figure stopped walking and looked down to something, pulling his hood off. The man was dressed in a simple black robe. He carried a black staff with an orb in its tip, glowing purple. He kneeled down and peered at the rotting body in front of him. The elf had been dead for days.
The man crouched before the body, moving his hand over it, an inch or two remaining between his palm and the elf carcass. In his hand he held a tiny sphere. It's surface was amazingly smooth. As he performed the ritual, focused, necromantic energy began to slowly flow between the body and the small object in the man's hand. His face was neutral, almost empty of any feelings, but a hint of pride could be detected from it as the rotten elf turned his head towards the man in black.
Hmm yeah, what can I say? I am highly disappointed with myself regarding reincarnation. My main character is a shaman, I should know better, but truthfully speaking, I had no idea where to start. Then again I can understand that going from others resurrecting target to target resurrecting themselves is a bit difficult.
The outcome of a resurrection doesn't always take the resurrected one back to what he/she was before the death, but thankfully it gives you your life back! My personal opinion is that character deaths (non-permanent ones) and resurrections can be great in RP, as long as they aren't used excessively. I imagine that would leave a pretty bad trauma, make the body unable to function normally or cause disability. Perhaps even a single resurrection could cause something like that to a very sensitive individual. It's probably likely that the resurrected one would feel rather weak and/or disoriented after the ress, particularly a combat one.
I find it fun to bind RP-like emotes and lines into my abilities (as long as it doesn't cause spam. So no binding things to frequently used spells, attacks and whatever) and I'm thinking of doing it with resurrections as soon as I come up with something that is clear and interesting, but not too long.
As my last words for this post I am going to say that I found it quite a touching piece to write. I admit using WoW as a method of dealing with certain things. It's easier to think of some more difficult matters in that concept. I was fairly careful with my words here, because I felt quite sensitive writing about life and death this way, being in control of it. Anyhoo, I was absolutely excited about this post when I first got the idea for it, and still am.
Thanks to Mr X for coming up with helpful words
regarding soulstone resurrection. I have very little RP experience of
warlocks (more of felhound minions!), so I was out of inspiration for
that one. Thank you! <3
Here's some atmospheric music from an amazing band to go with the post:
