#josiah nubern

[eldridgecandell]

⚰️ Spend the night in a cemetery

The clank of metal to stone resounded in among the tombstones as the pale moon shone brightly despite a black cloudy sky. As the echoes of the steel striking stone continued to reverberate in the fitting witching hour gloom, a harsh whisper would follow it.

"Light, Criney, watch it wit tha shovel!" The voice was sharp and carried the heavy din of Gilnean cockney.

A grunt would grumble back as the soft whisper of a Dark Iron's busque would respond with the same level of disdain. "Fuck off ye daft fleabag, if you zink moving this is eazy than come down an try your self, Hawkthorne."

Despite the dark, the sneer that Hawk would give his fellow 'midnight delver' could have been heard with the crack of teeth and skin. The years were hardly kind to anyone from the blockaded kingdom of refugees. It suited Hawk just fine, a man of his expertise was all the more comfortable with great misfortunes. "Fine, scoot yer short arse over an let me in there."

The graverobbers would now be standing hip to hip, their genetic difference in height all the more apparent standing six feet into a grave. "Oy then hand over the bit then, eh?"

Criney gladly handed over the crowbar to his partner before pushing past him to stand at the other end of the coffin they both straddled. Hawk planting the end of the pry into a slot of the coffin with low curse and grunt before putting his back into it as the shutter quaked from his assault.

"Put your back into it," Criney growled as he leaned a hand into the side of the dirt hole.

"What tha fuck ya think ahm doin here, eh?" Hawk swore back at his red eyed companion as struggled again to open the coffin.

A soft click responded before Criney could snark back. The very clear click of a hammer of a different variety.

"Putting that bar down for one," came the low, chilling voice from above them. "And then exiting the hole with due haste."

Both robbers turned to look up out of the hole as the moon just had to perfectly silhouette the figure above them. Large round eyes of glass looking down with a face of blank slate with a tousle of dark hair above it. The facial features were easy to pick up in the moonlight, along with the shining steel of the pair of pistols aimed at each of them.

"An wha if we-"

Two shots rang clear like thunder in the dark night, followed by two soft thumps.

Silence took the cemetery for a few brief moments before a gentle rain of earth heralded two new tenants.

@damien-ward

#ask answered #josiah nubern #order of embers #the pistolier #the edge of right and wrong #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #inquisitor #roleplay #the abyss stared back

[captzexx]

2024

Here we go 2024.

I've made it to level 40, I guess I get a mount and extra talents. I'm still waiting for something to rear it's head appropriately for that.

So far it's not.

But if you're arriving or been for some time expecting me to do something that I say I'm gonna do, well shit. I'm sorry.

This blog is hub for all my would be writing stuff and delusions of roleplaying/collaborating with other writers in the comforting hellscape that is Tumblr. Once again I'm sorry as I can't make any promises of getting better at it.

Still down a third of myself from last year but the fear is growing as my waist kind of gets settled and muscles continue to atrophy with my growing apathy. My brain is still on a downswing as much as I fight at it punch drunk and mildly stoned.

As sad and angst laden this may be, I'm just in a mood and figured I should do a quick update as we're well out of 2023.

Onward to the content and hopefully a constructive manic episode or two.

THE BLOGS

@eldridgecandell - This is it. She ain't much, but she's the one that died and came back that I keep trying to focus on. Join me on a short explanation:

Eldridge Candell, Inquisitor of the Order of Embers, has returned to Azeroth from beyond the Veil and bein lost in the great Astral Sea. As the worlds began to collapse and the collective haze that had been the Shadowlands Conspiracy blew away so did Candell into a new world.

But it wasn't his.

Never should be or could be. He belonged where he had always been doing the thing that he was truly good at. Unfortunately that road would have be walked alone and with a whole new slew of problems. Missing students, apathetic governments, bureaucracy, and the general march of time as age catches up to any soldier.

This blog focuses on Eldridge primarily but it is not exclusive to him as I suffer/revel in alt-aholism causing me to make up a diverse cast of characters to play with the witch hunter. From Cheryl Duun a disgruntled and lost Inquisitor; Josiah Nubern a fellow apprentice of Candells who has gone over to the edge; the wandering vengeful shadow of Alfred Klaudin, a Forsaken zealot who refuses to give up his Dark Lady. More remain and are open for interaction as I make up a new cast list for them all if anyone is ever interested in playing with my version of the Order of Embers.

ON HOLD

@acrowamongsparrows - an AU of Eld as a Witcher; the show burned me so hard but every once in awhile I look at the books and wonder.

@conduitdreams - cyberpunk with robots and mecha; it just never really took off like I wanted it to or hoped others might have been interested.

@withanemeraldeye - sword and sorcery pulp adventure based around a lot of Conan Exiles and lore; another quiet experiment that is in the back of my head

@sailsonaseaoffate - the final resting place of Zexx Candell and his family, letting them sail off into the sunset among the stars in my version of Spelljammer; I might go back to it as well depending on what strikes me

@memoriesofivalice - my poor Final Fantasy 14 story blog for an AU Zexx and company; big plans but no execution as I just couldn't get enough into the game

THE FUTURE

That more or less sums up where I am at in February of 2024. I'm trying but stumbling dragging as much as I want to be productive and creative. I'm so sorry for all those I've let down in the work and play, maybe I can make it up to you and prove I've got something to say. Just need to figure out what can charge me up. Ideas are always welcome and patient words of affirmation are always gratefully appreciated.

Here we go with the rest of the year.

#update #2024 #hardboot #writing #roleplay #level 40 #multiblog #hub blog #collaborative #truth #sell yourself

[eldridgecandell]

hc + 🔞 for a nsfw-headcanon

@damien-ward

"Oh Tides, yes! Just like tha, don't sto- don stop! Ah!" The guttural yelps of pleasure from a man echoed through the tight alleyway.

Boralus.

A city of as many splendors as it's dark corners and alleyways. From a noble sealord to the slinking blade to the pious priest to the curvaceous lady of the night. Things that would go bump in the night were perfect among the docks with it's shady corners, empty bottles, and concealing streets. Tonight one of these alleys were being enjoyed by a very enthusiastic sailor on dock leave with a very zealous lady.

"Ah, so close!"

There was a soft pop and giggle as a woman's voice broke through the dark as she huskily whispered up. "Are you close?"

"Gods yes, oh Tides. Don't stop don't stop," the sailor pleaded as he groped about. Finally his hand grasped tight to the straw colored hair of the woman on her knees before him, his fingers gripping with the urgency of a man at the end of his rope.

There was a gasp from the woman, followed by another giggle as she continued her ministrations. "Tell me."

"Tell ya?"

There was another giggle and glint of light in the woman's dark green eyes as she looked up at him, her hands doing the work now as she felt his pulse easily. "Tell me."

"I want it."

"Beg."

"Please, let me."

That smile grew wider as she watched him easily fall to her commands, her eyes widening to match her smile. "Beg me."

There was a moment of panic in the sailor's eyes and face as he was caught in a delicate though enjoyable situation. Licking his lips, he let his hands loosen a bit on her hair. "I..."

The eyes closed with the mouth at the same time to resume her former work.

A high wail of pleasure echoed off the wood and cobblestone as the sailors hands returned to the straw haired concubine's head. "Oh Light! Oh yes, please! Let me finish! Don't stop!"

She would not stop, the mixture of her work rapidly bringing their tryst to a close with another wail from the sailor as he curled up to buck and writhe against the wall. Convulsions would soon draw to a close as he rested back against the wall, heavy breath thundering after the lightning strike that was his ecstasy. A garbled laugh following as he reached up to wipe at his face in exhaustion. "Tides girl, ya got mouth worth a fortune."

A strange click sounded following the silence of the sailors laugh.

The sailors gaze would drop down to his waist to compliment his newfound 'friend' on her job tonight, but instead of the straw haired girl he'd met back at the Walrus a different kind of face looked up at him with an eager hunger. Where once smooth pale skin had been, a darkening of blue and grey tinge had taken her as what should be a sexual afterglow was now a darkening thirst that made his insides twist. Features were growing more and more exaggerated as she looked up at him, her smooth hands now rougher with him as they gripped him tighter.

"Ow, yer..yer hurtin me lass! Eas- ease up..." The sailors eyes began to widen as he looked down at the former green eyed girl, those former eyes brightening with a sick yellow glow that matched her former hair. The latter of which was growing scraggly and falling out in clumps. "Oh Tides..Oh Tides! What in the holy hell?!"

That widened grin had now grown blacked sharp teeth, still sloppy and greedy as a tongue to match the color of her teeth lapped at grey lips. "What is wrong my dear lover? Am I not pret-"

There was a flash and rush of thunder before the former grinning face exploded in a horrific explosion of gore and ichor.

Screaming the sailor's first instinct was to grab at his privates and slide down to sit in a heap among the mud. His face pale underneath the oily blood and viscous that splattered him from head to toe, yammering in a stream of curses and babbling madness as he tried desperately to look away from the gurgling mass in front of him. The sailor never even knew there was someone before him.

Lowlight flashed across glass, the short figure in front of him moving deliberate and quick motions with the smoking gun still in his hand. The short man was dressed in dark leathers, all of which bore the brunt of the elements with little regard for wear or tear. A ragged black cloak and mantle draped about his shoulder as he continued to look down on the pair of figures. Finally the sailor spoke.

"What the hell was tha?"

"A hag."

"A what?"

"A witch." There was a soft click as that same lowlight glinted off the metal in his hand, a silver sheen to match the glass on his face.

Shivering and shaking the sailor was quickly going into shock over what had happened, his hands still covering his diminishing privates as he rocked back and forth. "I didn't know, I didn't know, I didn't know!"

The man above him said nothing as he raised the pistol to the sailor.

The barrel of the gun was enough to sober the sailor for a quick moment as he looked up into the mirrored eyes of his once savior. "What do I do now?"

No reply came from Josiah Nubern, only flash and thunder.

#ask answered #josiah nubern #the lost inquisitor #the pistolier #order of embers #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay

[eldridgecandell]

hc + 👻 for a headcanon about supernatural occurrences

Josiah Nubern is a haunted man.

Literally.

Haunted by the deaths of so many close to him and those he has sworn to protect, one would think the guilt would be the weight that could break the young inquisitor. The reality of it is though that the land he has lived and bled for has torn the barriers between worlds just as the Shadowlands Incident had before.

Death is not the end in the harsh country of Drustvar and the dead do not sleep only from the science of the recent past with the Forsaken. Ghosts and spirits wander freely through the woods hungry for a plethora of different unanswered needs. Josiah's seem to want to protect him and destroy him at the same time.

Delilah Dentry was the first true love in his life and by the power of the Thul she was stripped down to her true basic needs, which matched perfectly the Coven's machination. So upon her death, her rage and fury was hardly one to go quietly by an inquisitor's hand. She was thrust back into the physical plane but broken and stripped of her ability to change it. Only to scream in frustration and observe.

And she found Nubern.

Now as the young inquisitor tries to rest or seek solace, there is always the lingering energy of the ghost of Delilah making him remember her. Her love and hate.

@elunlura

#ask answered #josiah nubern #delilah dentry #haunted #inquisitor #order of embers #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay

[eldridgecandell]

their favorite place to be?

The fog had consumed the coast making it cold and wet, but it was fine. It was home for Josiah. His glasses rested on the rock beside him as he stared out at the green waters of his homeland, letting his mind drift to a simpler time in Corlain.

A beautiful girl. A fine job. A good family. A bright future.

Focus on the future. Focus on the girl. Remember your job.

Nubern's hands idly cleaned at one of the numerous firearms he kept, his mind far away but his body fine with continuing the work on the cold autumn day. It would let him have a moments reprieve.

Remember the job.

@damien-ward

#ask answered #josiah nubern #the pistolier #order of embers #inquisitor #beware the dark #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay

[eldridgecandell]

🎬 for Iseult and Maxwell

Iseult

Maxwell

@renardsnoir

#ask answered #i love gifs #Eldridge candell #iseult #Josiah Nubern #Maxwell #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay #order of embers

[eldridgecandell]

hc + 🚬 for a headcanon about a bad habit

Arms crossed over his chest, Josiah Nubern stared steadily into the flames as his spectacles reflected the orange and yellow light they produced. Behind him he could hear the weeping and gasps of some of the townsfolk, but he had since gotten well used to it. The whispers of how far he had gone. Was it right?

Was this justice?

The inquisitor didn't care. A witch was a witch. And as the flames turned quickly from orange to red and suddenly to blue, he knew he was right again.

He was always right.

The gasps rose as well with the changing of flames, followed by prayers to the Tides or the Light or whatever came to mind. Nubern only prayed for one thing as the misshapen creature twisted and writhed before him among the cleansing.

He prayed he found another one.

@phyghyver

#ask answered #bad habits #ask questions later #josiah nubern #the pistolier #order of embers #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #the coven #inquisitor #roleplay

[eldridgecandell]

“ this is insane. you know that, right?”

"Perhaps, but I have known men and women who have defied that before," Josiah replied his pistols were drawn quickly, the cylinders turning each softly with a gentle click. The inquisitor's impassive face looking as barely alive as the oncoming foes, as he affixed his stance much like a fencer or dancer. The low light gleaming off his spectacles as the Scourge loyalists slavering in their braindead hunger charged at the pistolier. "If you would be so kind as to prepare the next set of pistols, I would greatly appreciate it. You will find them in the case just there."

With the final calm words spoke, the cacophony of gunfire would erupt in the low hanging fog in flashes of yellow and white as thunder followed.

#ask answered #insane #josiah nubern #the pistolier #inquisitor #order of embers #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay

[eldridgecandell]

🥊 -What do they love to do? What do they hate to do?

The guitar groaned in agony as the thin fingers of Josiah plucked along the strings of the instrument. Each one would do it's best to scream it's note but each time it would come out all the wrong. But the gunman didn't seem to mind as he plucked and strummed never thinking or hoping to get better. It was all just to keep him occupied.

Sleep was always over his shoulder and there was one thing he did not need or want. Sleep brought the dreams, and they were never wanted.

A heavy thump against the wall of his small room to match the deep roar of a draenei guest in the inn. Fingers came to halt, blistered and read from playing for so long as he stopped to feel the ebb of exhaustion begin to take him.

Good enough, was all Nubern thought as he set the guitar aside and removed his spectacles before sinking into his straw cot. Let it be enough to overtake him.

With eyes shut, the mind would quiet only to do it's best to protect him. A shame it had everything to do with terror and memory.

@damien-ward

#ask answered #something loved #something hated #josiah nubern #the pistolier #order of embers #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay

[eldridgecandell]

31 Days of Character Development

Day 3: What does your character need?

Josiah Nubern

From the desk of Josiah Nubern,

63rd Inquisitor of the Order of Embers

Dear Ms Dunn,

Starting this with the usual pleasantries of ‘hello’ and ‘how are you’ seems unnecessary and superfluous in writing to you now. What I can do is apologize for the lateness in my correspondence with you, i have no excuse as our friendship is much more than just as colleagues in our work. It means a great deal to me through our trials and hardship.

As you may have surmised from the crest on this envelope I have come into the service of the Hallewells of Autumnhearth. A near defunct province within our country, it has been recently been barony over former Inquisitor Merellia Hallewell and her now wife Dame Williams. She lives well up to the stories and reports within The Stand and I am happy to work as a liaison here between Autumnhearth and the Order.

I have taken residence with one the border communities of Crowsfield. Perhaps it would have been more prudent to remain closer to the Lady Hallewell at the Manor itself, but I feel she has enough attendants at her call for me to be a bit closer to the field. As I write this I find a strange amusement in using the word just the same as the namesake of the logging village. Dewitt would suggest otherwise likely, though I like to believe Candell would disagree with her. And myself. We both now how much he enjoys staying in one place.

Crowsfield is a working community of brave pilgrims and pioneers come to aid in the restoration of the area. Though brave and hardy, they are quite superstitious and cautious with newcomers. I cannot blame them, it was that same lack of caution that sent much of the country itself to flame. They are much like many of the other farmers and such we have come across. Salt of the earth, quick to judge, and long in yarn as you say in answering of certain questions. You would like it here.

I have acquired a room in an old widower's home. He spends a great deal of time aboard as a peddler, preferring to keep distance from his family home. It is a sad tale that I do not think would be appropriate to elaborate much upon but three headstones nearby are enough to fill the gaps of him.

Generally I keep a run of the home to myself, paying a few of the dues and keeping up the maintenance in his absence. I have been trying my luck at cooking but find that boiling is all I am sufficient at so far. I’m sure you are enjoying far more edible and enjoyable fare within the city. At least it is not any of Candell’s famous stew, my bowels would likely be unable to stand such assaults again.

I have tried to get out though, residing within the peddlers home alone is not what I would deem healthy. Isolation is the beginning of weirdness and loss of the reality in my mind and so I have visited the watering hole of this town as well as found myself wandering the area. The drink is sufficient in Crowsfield but the eyes and short answers of its people make the quiet lowlands of this region far more welcoming.

Having grown up mostly in Corlain and the harbors, I’ve not had a lot of time other than being chased by monsters to see my home country. A camping trip once in awhile during a trip to Falconhurst for business with my family. As a young boy a carriage or wagon ride isn’t exactly the most idle time to only watch the road as time was of the essence. Now I walk the woods and see a different beauty among them that I had not imagined. I can see where Eld found solace in them during his time in Silverpine and here in his travels.

I will not bore you with much else in my wanderings, I assure you the work is hardly over here either with the Coven or Drust or other manner of skulking monstrosity. These letters are not meant to be about shop. They are about friendship and how much, even apart, we need it.

I hope all is well in Stormwind. I have heard amazing things about the kings library there. Send my regards to Dewitt and please let me know any news of Eld’s status. I hope to see you again soon my friend. I do miss you all.

Sincerely your friend,

Josiah

Mentions:

@merelliahallewell & @alexandriawilliams for Autumnhearth

#31 days of character development #day 3 #josiah nubern #order of embers #inquisitors #autumnhearth #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay

[eldridgecandell]

Josiah Nubern Order of Embers Inquisitor

The Basics ––– – Name: Josiah Nubern Nickname(s): Berns Age: 25 Birthday: Late Fall Race: Human Gender:  Male Marital Status: Single; formally engaged

Physical Appearance ––– – Hair: Black Eyes: Pale Brown Height: 5'9 Build: Lean, scholarly Distinguishing Marks:  Scar across bottom lip Tattoos: None Piercings: None Common Accessories: Black wire rimmed glasses; dual pistols; anchor charm Likeness: Ezra Miller

Personal Information––– – Profession: Inquisitor; Accountant Hobbies: Marksmanship; history; languages; reading; olive oil Languages: Common, some orcish and gutterspeak Residence:  Arom's Stand, Drustvar Birthplace: Corlain, Drustvar Religion: Faith of the Tides Patron Deity:  Tides Fears: Rats; Ghosts

Relationships ––– - Spouse: None Children:  None Parents:  Edward Nubern (MIA); Jessica Nubern (deceased) Siblings: Arthur Nubern (older brother); Rosemary Nubern (older sister; deceased) Other Relatives: Eldridge Candell (mentor) Pets: None

Sex & Romance ––– - Sexual Orientation: Hetero Preferred Emotional Role: submissive | dominant | switch Preferred Sexual Role: submissive | dominant | switch Libido: Dry Turn ons: Poetry Turn offs: Supernatural Love Language: Words of Affirmation   Relationship Tendencies: Short, monogamous

Traits ––– - * Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted Disorganized / In Between / Organized Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded Calm / In Between / Anxious Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable Cautious / In Between / Reckless Patient / In Between /  Impatient Outspoken / In Between / Reserved Leader / In Between / Follower Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic Traditional / In Between / Modern Hard-working / In Between / Lazy Cultured / In Between / Uncultured Loyal / In Between / Disloyal Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– – Smoking Habit: Casual Drugs: Occasional Alcohol: Casual

RP Hooks ––– – Drustvar For Life - Born and raised among the dark hills of Drustvar, the young Nubern had ample experience with the flora and fauna of his home.

Order of Embers - Things that go bump in the night, beware that those that bump back are alive and well.  Currently the young inquisitor finds himself on his way to Autumnhearth to offer his own insight and aid of the Order in reclaiming the lost province.

Heartache to Break - The Coven has taken a lot from Nubern, from family to love to home.  There is a dark and cold hatred for Waycrest's witches as well as the Drust that he fully intends to reap his vengeance upon.

Firefight - The young man is a connoisseur of firearms, a small passion that has only grown with his adventuring and travelling.  Interested in all manner of advancements, the future is a bright concept that Josiah intends to grab onto.

HOW TO CONTACT:

OoC - tumblr, Discord ( Mogwai Kraken#7988), Ingame (Nubern) IC - The low light of Sunset would flash across the glass lenses of Josiah Nubern's spectacles, the pale eyes behind them scanning the horizon for movement.  His short frame sat easily in the saddle of the smoky charger, the thick coat wrapped about him tightly despite the passing of spring into summer.  Drustvar was always cold so close to Corlain.  Bare hands would rub together to shake off the cool of the closing night, all was quiet in the highlands for now.  But once the moon rose and the gloom would settle, a short summer's night only meant more for those that bump to do more and faster.  Fidgeting with his shoulder holster a moment, the young inquisitor would click the reins to continue his ride.  He had a date with a man about some onions.

#josiah nubern #basic information #gunslinger #witch hunters apprentice #order of embers #Moon Guard #World of Warcraft #roleplay #npc turned pc #autumnhearth #drustvar #lfc

[eldridgecandell]

7- For my muse's formal outfit.

@jacobdcheshyre

#ask answered #moodboard #formal wear #josiah nubern #eldridge candell #rachel dewitt #cheryl duun #order of embers #inquisitors #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #moon guard #roleplay

[eldridgecandell]

📸 Eryis (Jamie Chung)

Eyris Dawnbreaker (Jaime Chung) & Josiah Nubern (Ezra Miller)

@ladydawnbreaker ( @prettyklingon )

#ask answered #casting #eyris dawnbreaker #josiah nubern #order of embers #inquisitors #world of warcraft #wyrmrest accord #roleplay #faceclaim

[eldridgecandell]

In Nimeuh’s Hands

Collected version of the recent prompts for ‘Mythical Creatures’

Troll

Succubus

Orcs

Griffin

#mythic creatures #collected prompts #tales of the order #san'layn #eldridge candell #cheryl duun #sarasam styrnlock #josiah nubern #order of embers #inquisitors #roleplay #nimueh #vampire

[captzexx]

For all!

🎂 When is your muse’s birthday? How do they celebrate it?

🎁 What kind of gifts does my muse buy for other people? Are they practical, expensive, inconsiderate, jokey, etc?

For... ALL of them...?

Zexx Candell - ( @zexxcandell ) Midsummer; used to be a drink or 12, now mostly forgets it

Eldridge Candell - (@eldridgecandell ) Early spring; doesn't celebrate Cheryl Duun - Late Fall; buys herself a fish pie, a bottle of whiskey, and a pack of licorice Josiah Nubern - Early Winter; meets up with his brother, share a meal and a few drinks Rachel Dewitt - Late Fall; finds some drinks, a partner, and enjoys a long, loud night

Oplisca Du'mere (@opliscadumere) - Late Summer; doesn't celebrate

Xaya Candell - (@gatesofthetroupe) - Midsummer; a few trinkets from her siblings, dinner usually cooked by her uncle (lamb), kite rides Gendry Candell - Late Fall; new pens and paper, dinner cooked by his uncle (meatballs and noodles), trip to town for shopping and company Rey Candell - Early Spring; anything from trinkets to junk, dinner cooked by her uncle (dumplings), trip to the beach Gwynn Candell - Late Fall; books, dinner out on the town with her parents (Blue Recluse), walk through the park and a play Beldwin Storm - Midwinter; new boots or article of clothing, homecooked meal, a trip to Sentinel Hill and the market

Whew...that's just some of them (or majors at the moment). There's others and antagonists, dead people, npcs, kind of npcs, retirees, et etc etc...THERE's TOO MANY!

But it's a start.

As for gift giving? Most of them are not very well to due, so I figure mostly they give inexpensive gifts like handmade items, cooked meals, and good company. Ganus might go for a bit higher items but he's a clerk with a steady paycheck and disposable income.

Looking at this list as well, I need to go try out some team red (Horde) a bit more.

@twosidedsana

#ask answered #headcanon #birthdays #gifts #all of them

[captzexx]

The Shadowlands - Blog Roll

The Lich King is usurped;  the Scourge have gone mad;  the way is open to the Shadowlands.  

No one is safe.

OOC: I figured with the impending coming of the Shadowlands I’d offer a quick update on all my blogs (hopefully in story form just much as I still have...alot of October stuff to write).  I am recently returned to the game because I am weak in the face of my obsession that is Warcraft despite how I feel about their actions in the past.  That’s my cross to bear, but my hope to be creatively fulfilled again with this bunch of characters I can’t quit.  I’ve opted to list the main characters as well as  big list of minor characters for both retail and classic.  SO here’s the list and a quick blurb on what’s to come for each of the mains, some have ends and others beginnings.

Mains

Eldridge Candell - Inquisitor of the Order of Embers - (Hunter 50, WRA)  @eldridgecandell Eld has returned to Stormwind, buried his father, and been asked by the Argent Crusade to aid in the coming war beyond life.  His service always remains with the Order of Embers and the Crusade is counting on his knowledge of what hides in shadow.  A deep hatred runs through the witch hunter for the Scourge and he is eager to aid in their destruction as he is to help end this dark invasion.

Zexx Candell - Hero for Hire - (Warrior 50, WRA) @zexxcandell The would be hero from the depths of the Multiverse has returned to his sea legs, having escaped the clutches of past enemies to find a home aboard the G’nash.  Keeping his head down for the most part has kept him being noticed and enjoying his time of quiet among the crew but that never lasts.  A stranger lead him to an even stranger funeral and to confront people he’d never though he’d meet.  In this world or another.  Now the way to the Shadowlands opens and a new desperate plan comes to fruition.

Reyomara ‘Rey’ Candell - Soldier of Fortune - (Hunter 12, MG) @gatesofthetroupe Youngest of the Candell children, Reyomara has decided that despite her lack of knowledge or history with her father that there should always be a Candell to cause trouble.  Taking up the family sword and having it adjusted for her height, the young soldier has taken the tales of her family from her Uncle Lan and sought out adventure again.  Recently her older sister Xaya and herself were forced to rescue their brother from the clutches of a Zandalar prisoner ship with mixed results.  Gendry was pulled from the clutches of his captors but at the same forced to reveal the stolen artifact that got him captured to begin with.  With Icecrown abuzz and the way made open, the sisters of Candell have joined thier brother follow the quiet words he hears now from the artifact.  Come to me, the way is made clear.  Come to me.

Oplisca Du’mere - Bearer of the Key - (Warlock 25, WRA) @opliscadumere  What do you do when you’ve won?  Oplisca was plagued by this for a time having finally caught her quarry and imprisoned him in the unbreakable puzzle box of the Dark Irons she designed.  You wait for a sign.  Sadly that sign began with the unescapable being escaped.  Alone, destitute, and even more depressed the half elf cultist had begun to suspect the end was the only way out.  But a chance moment in time set the walls of reality thinner and a voice called out to her from a broken treasure, a familiar voice.  Her master’s, her true love’s.  Now bearing the emerald pommeled sword, Oplisca follows the thin whispers northward and the chance to be reunited with all she had lost.  And to complete her task.

Minors

These are Alt characters or former Mains that may return at some point but for now are more fun times or when I want to try something new but are always up for stories or interactions. Erlain Candell - IC: Deceased Paladin (Paladin 50, WRA) @erlaincandell Fenrag One-Hand - IC: Wounded Warrior (Monk 50, WRA) @fenrag-sonofsevlaz Alfred Klaudin - IC: Sylvanas Loyalist (Warrior 28, WRA) @alfredklaudin Edmund Dumast - IC: Stormwind Scout (Rogue 35, WRA) @edmunddumast

@gatesofthetroupe​ Xaya Candell - IC: Eldest Candell Sibling (Monk 10, MG)  Gendry Candell - IC: Middlest Candell Sibling (Priest 10, MG) Gwynn Candell - IC: Youngest Missing Candell Sibling (Druid 10, WRA) Beatrix Gallina Candell - IC: MIA Paladin (Paladin 15, LH) Arallan Daemir - IC: Bronze Guardian (Paladin 45, MG) Coldbringer - IC: Enemy of Life (Mage 10, WRA; DK 10, MG) Coren - IC: Herald of Bronze (Druid 40 WRA; Priest 10 MG; Mage 1, LH)

Cheryl Duun - IC: Order of Embers Inquisitor (DK 10, WRA) Josiah Nubern - IC: Order of Embers inquisitor (Rogue 10, WRA) Sarasam Styrnlock - IC: Wayward Tidesage (Shaman 10, WRA) Ganus Klaudin: IC: Artificer (Mage 40, WRA)

Kinowin Du’mere - IC: Misplaced Twilight Cultist (DH 10, WRA) Fredman - IC: Drust Cultist (Druid 10, WRA) Classic ( @azerothiancausalityparadox​ ) Sevlaz - IC: Orc Pirate (Rogue) Grumvald - IC: Dwarven Solder (Warrior) Hornur  - IC: Holy Warrior (Paladin) Crawlen - IC: Servant of the Shadow (Priest) Juandia - IC: Speaker of FIre (Shaman) Kinowin - IC: Corrupted Wizard (Mage)

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