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The Lightning Flash

There was a crisp cold in the air. The sun was setting, and the newly grown leaves of the spring trees rustled from the oncoming storms blow. Soon, it was to rain upon the Eastern Kingdoms, one of the first full storms of the new spring.

Jabbles found himself caught in the storm, making his way to the Blue Recluse. Water dripped off his armor as he walked in. The smell of food and drinks brought a warmth to him, warding off the chill of the storms now blowing through the city. Wiping water off his forehead, he walked to the bar, giving a wave to the barkeep who returned a friendly smile. Jabbles was no stranger to this tavern, as the barkeep was already pouring the usual, a mug of bourbon. Jabbles raised his mug to the barkeep, and took a sip, turning around to lean on the bar. There, he saw, one of the most stunning Elves.

There she was, leaning against the wall. A bluish coloured hair verging on green, like that of the ocean itself. Eyes of blue, like the bright sky of a summer day. He was drawn to her. He liked Elves before, but this, was something else.

Jabbles put his coin on the bar and walked over to the girl.

“’Ello” he says, raising his mug to her.

“Hello” stated Cyn in a cold monotone voice.

“What brings you ‘round these parts?” Asked Jabbles, before taking a sip from his mug, a smile on his face.

“It’s raining outside.. Why else would I be inside?”  Cyn stated quickly, with a scoff.

“Just trying to make some friendly small talk” He says, keeping a smile. “If it wasn’t raining, then, what would you be doing?”

“Fighting” Cyn stated after a moment’s pause.

“Fighting? A girl like you?” Jabbles asked with a curiosity.

“Of course!” stated Cyn with a cold growl “I’m certain I could mop you across the floor!”

Jabbles chuckled at the notion. He took a sip of his bourbon, then shook his head.

“Oh!? You don’t think I could take you on, ‘Old man’?” Cyn growled to Jabbles.

Jabbles slowly put his mug on the table next to them, looking her in the eyes “Oh, is that so?”

“Indeed it is” Cyn stated in an angry tone.

“Fine..” Jabbles said with a sigh. He turned around and motioned to Cyn to follow “We’ll head to the Cellar.”

Cyn blinked, not expecting Jabbles to actually accept her offer to fight. A devilish smirk came across her face. Oh how easy this would be!

As they reached the cellar, the two unarmed themselves and stood across from one another. Cyn ran towards Jabbles, in hopes to tackle him. Jabbles, however, wasn’t the most orthodox of fighters. He pulled off his glove and threw it into Cyns face, stumbling her in the process. Jabbles chuckling as she fell.

“Expect the unexpected!” taunted Jabbles as he walked over to her, leaning down to see if she was alright.

‘Expect the unexpected indeed..’ thought Cyn, anger filling her face.

Cyn stood up and grabbed Jabbles by the chest piece throwing him to the floor and straddling him. She stared in his eyes for a moment before, suddenly, kissing him.

Jabbles eyes widened in confusion. ‘This is the best fight I’ve ever had!’ he thought to himself. Jabbles was not a man to deny a woman, giving in to Cyns “anger”.

Cyn kissed down Jabbles neck, tauntingly rubbing herself on top of him. No man had actually taken her up on such a fight before. They always assume that “fighting” meant battle, not one of the more physical interactions. Cyn draws her hand across his cheek as she moved down Jabbles body, tugging gently at his pants.

“Let’s see what blade you really wield” stated Cyn with a smirk.

Cyn woke up, the sound of thunders roar raging across the sky. Her window had flown open from the storm. Upon turning around from closing it, lightning flashed across the sky. In her bed, she could see a sleeping Jabbles. A smile.. across his face.

Who likes who

A list of possible shipping.

Nazard - Rima
Sheikaris - Alexxia
Sheikaris - Rima
Sheikaris - Rima AND Alexxia
Nazard - Alexxia
Scourgebite/Aria - Rima
Aria - Sheik
Alex - Rima - Sheik
Aria - Derigan
Vera - Darlim
Darlim - Relea
Mindee - Relea
Tweaks - Relea - Parvin
Sheikaris - Ovel
Rima - Ovel
Alex - Ovel
Cyn - Ovel
Nazard - Ovel
Nazard - Lucinda
Sheik - Lucy
Sheik - Klarese
Rima - Klarese
Alex - Klarese
Lucy - Rima
Lucy - Alex
Lucy - Greg
Eliantha - Gustian
Greg - Gustian
Lucy - Alex - Rima
Gustian - Sheikaris - Jabbles
Sheik - Cyn
Zenith - Luna
Sheik - Ovel - Lucy - Cyn - Alex - Rima - Klarese
Jabbles - Klarese
Jabbles - Rima
Jabbles - Lucy
Penumbra (Dominant) - Sheik and Jabbles
Penumbra - Gunrik
Penumbra - Lysandor
Penumbra - Wesker
Greg - Sheik - Jabbles
Zenna - Eliantha
Zenna - Greg
Zenna - Jabbles
Zenna - Greg - Eliantha
Zenna - Nazard
Zenna - Sheik
Mindee - Tweaks
Mindee - Parvin
Mindee - Parvin - Tweaks
Mindee - Parvin - Tweaks - Relea
Mindee - Parvin - Tweaks - Relea - Panelle
Mindee - Parvin - Tweaks - Relea - Panelle - Squichi
Nathanule - Sheik
Nathanule - Jabbles
Nathanule - Penumbra
Nathanule - Rima
Nathanule - Alex
Nathanule - Ovel
Nathanule - Vantte
Nathanule - Zenna
Belleva - Gustian
Bell - Greg
Bell - Zenna
Bell - Eliantha
Bell - Lucy
Bell - Cyn
Bell - Alex
Bell - Ovel
Bell - Klarese
Bell - Sheik
Bell - Rima
Zevenna - Zenna
Zori - Zenna
Zori - Rima
Zori - Rima - Wesker
Lucy - Nazard
Nazard - Cyn
Cael - Rima
Cael - Alex (OMFG YES)
Cael - Jabbles
Cael - Sheik
Cael - Nazard
Cael - Nazard - Alex - Sheik - Rima
James (Alex's dead hubby) - Sheik (Alex's current bf)
Post-Cael - Rez Zev - Ovel
Nathanule - Sheik
Nathanule - Alex
Nathanule - Penumbra
Nathanule - Rima
Nathanule - Vantte
Nathanule - Nazard
Nathanule - Gustian

The Captain and the Succubus

Alex had a weird feeling in her gut. and on the back of her neck. She couldn't shake the thought of them. They had grown close quickly. The incident with the dream tea was an accident. But kind of not really. She sat on her bed and let out a loud sigh. Every waking minute of the last week was of one elf. Beautiful hair, strong resolve, eyes that reflected her own. She was at a loss for words. She rolled over to look at her bedside table, where the Black Rose sat in its container. She smiled at it but rolled back over and sighed. She was truly conflicted.
She heard someone step upon her boat. She rolled off quickly, and adjusted her leather armors.

"Oh…Rima, I didn' expec' ya love" Her heart raced and she felt the blood rush to her cheeks.

"Yeah, after that shit you pulled with the tea! but..I wanted to talk to you" A very cheeky grin crossed her lips. Alex's gaze was locked on them. she was willing to bet they were delicious.

She hesitated and blinked. "Oh? Wha's up, poppe'?" She made her way to brew a cup of tea. The elf glared and shook her head. Rima flopped into a chair. Alex glided over and sat across from her. "Or, you can jus' grin, like a twa'" she rolled her eyes and sipped her tea.

"Its about time you two took the next base" Rima leaned on the table and wiggled her eyebrows.
Alex spit her tea and choked. "Excuse you?!"

"Oh come on, everyone has known for weeks." She leaned back on the chair. She noticed Alex's disdain though. "Oh…or you haven't? You didn't push him away again did you?!" She reached over and flicked the Gilnean's nose, like she does.

"Well we did, and don't get me wrong…" Alex grinned. "That is…a nice package" She was elegant but she grinned cheekily. "We did a grea' training exercise routine las' nigh'. I doub' he trains you like tha' " She sipped her tea and grinned to the elf. but her expression changed quickly. Rima's grin turned into a confused but concerned frown.

"Thinking of your dead husband?" Because Rima wasn't the most sensitive of Elves.

"Well no, well kind of bu' tha's no' the thing…" Alex sat her cup down and reached a hand over to Rima's. The soft windy crystal casting a gentle massaging touch on the elf's skin.

Rima blinked and perked a brow. "Whats the funny business here Alex?" But her heart started to race. She thought about the dream brew experience. She did like what happened. the Kiss, and Alex on her. but…She wasn't asleep this time. She was confused. and suddenly it made sense.

"Sheikaris wasn't the elf I wan'ed." Alex stood up and walked around the table her fingers trailing playfully up the elf's arm to her shoulder. Alex kissed at her neck as she stood behind her. She was gentle and soft, a contrast to Rima's nature, but…oddly alluring. There was fire and passion and strength in Alex, but Rima now saw why her teacher was so madly in love with this puzzle of a women.

Rima's heart raced. "Hey! What are you doing!" but she didn't really want her to stop. Alex slid her hand ticklishly down the elf's arm and grabbed her hand. She pulled her to the bed in the other room. She tugged with strength and hunger. Rima shook her head. "Woah! Hey! Alex! What the fuck!"
"Oh come now." Alex felt her pulling away and growled with lust. She pinned her to the wall. Rima struggled. But then lost her mind.

Moros would enjoy this. Draining the life of the one who interfered, who forced guards upon its host. It forced Rima to kiss Alex back. Alex was clueless, she just assumed Rima gave in. Alex enjoyed Rima. Everything about her. She pinned her harder against the wall. Rima via Moros flipped them around so Rima slammed Alex into the wall of her ship with a thud. Alex grinned and kissed the elf back. But then she realized something was wrong.

The more she kissed her, the weaker she got. But the weaker she got the less restraint she showed and kissed her with more fire. Rima was like a succubus. She tried to pull away, but Rima refused. she mimicked so she trailed her fingers down the suffering Gilnean's pale arms. Life energy could be seen from Rima's fingers. The elf kissed to steal the last breath of life from the lusting woman. But It was interrupted.

"Savaas?" damn the gods! that blasted elf! Rima via Moros could finish the job maybe! Sheikaris called again, walking into the main cabin of the ship. "Alexxia? I felt something wro…" He skidded to a halt. He blinked unsure of what to make of the scene. The woman he loved like his moon, and the woman he trained like a daughter or a sister, engaged in what could only be found in the likes of Goldshire. "I…" He swallowed hard as his armor suddenly became too tight.

But Alex looked to him with fear. Sheikaris pulled Rima off, hesitantly. He was a man still and these were two very attractive women. But he had to.

"Rima! Alex!" Both women slouched to the floor, flustered and breathless. for very different reasons. They looked at each other, then to Sheikaris who stood arms folded and glaring. The women looked to each other and grinned.

Sheikaris took Alex to her room and walked Rima off the boat. Alex lay on her bed grinning from ear to ear.

Patty-cake ;P

The night had begun to set, Rima and Alex were talking as their men were sparring. Finally Nazard walks over and wraps his arms around Rima's waist.
Resting his chin on her shoulder, "I think it's time we leave... Maybe play a bit of patty-cake."
Sheikaris raises a brow, "You're gonna do what to my student?"
Alex snickers, "I didn't know you two were like that."
Rima laughs, thinking it was all a joke, "Oh sure. Totally... See you two tomorrow. Stay out of trouble."
Rima and Nazard wander into the woods. After awhile, Sheik looks at Alex.
"So what now?" Sheik asks quietly.
Before Alex could respond, the sound of Rima's angry screech could be heard. Concerned, Alex and Sheik run off in the direction, blinking when they come across the two.
Rima and Nazard were sitting on the ground playing a fierce match of patty-cake. Sheikaris shakes his head as Alex begins busting out laughing.
Rima hears the sound and turns her head, "What? We told you that we were gonna play patty-cake!"

You thinking what I'm thinking?

The fireplace was burning low, the party had died and now only Cyn and Vera were left awake. Sipping cider from a shiny crystal glass, Cyn was in a Winterveil outfit as she sat by the fire. Vera walks over, dressed as Greatfather Winter.
"Well hello, my little elf." Vera says, plopping down next to her.
"Hello, Vera." Cyn says quietly, sitting on her feet.
Shifting a bit, Vera looks at Cyn before placing a hand on her shoulder. Cyn looks the dwarf in the eye.
"Hey Lass.... You thinking what I'm thinking?" He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
Cyn cracks a grin of amusement, "I dunno... Am I?"
Sheik hears their exchange and a few grunts and squeals, he quickly wanders downstairs, shocked by the sight he sees.
Next to the fireplace was Vera and Cyn... Playing cards.
"Got any fours?" Vera grumbles.
"Nope. Go fish." Cyn says, finishing the last of her cider with a victorious grin.

Naughty Student

In the middle of the Cathedral District....

The fountain's quiet splashing and the voices of many blessed beings could be heard as loud as ever. Klarese was up to her normal disaster now that she was free from the entities control... Or so she thought. A young, beautiful draenei woman had her nose in a book as she sat on the bench next to the fountain, in sight of the paladin's on the Cathedral steps. Unbeknownst to Klarese, the entity had a dastardly plan. As Klarese did her normal round of trying to prop into people's minds, she sat down on the bench next to the woman, peering into her mind carefully. Feeling the tug at her mind, Ovelia sat her book down and looked at Klarese, her eyes gave nothing away.
"What are you doing here, Ma'am?" Ove asks, crossing her legs as her robe is pulled up a bit, her tail swishing over the edge of the bench.
"Oh you know. Just coming to people watch." Klarese lies coolly, unsuspecting as she pushes into the woman's mind, searching for the location of her coin purse.
Setting a hand on Klarese's upper leg, the woman leans closer, alarming several of the near by males.
"Oh? Found anyone of interest?" Ovelia asks in an attempt to seduce the rogue.
Klarese raises a perplexed brow, but as she parted her lips to speak, she felt a push into her mind and her hand moved to grab the woman's breast. Ovelia moans softly, causing more people to turn.
"Be gentle! They're sore!" Ovelia calls out, causing Klarese's face to turn red.
Several men begin growing aroused at the scene of the two women. Klarese was still trying to solve what was happening when suddenly her other hand moved to rest on the draenei's hip. A priestess tries to advert her gaze, but she could not hide her curiosity of the two women.
Ovelia whispers into Klarese's ear, "He sends his regards."
Klarese's eyes widen as her body begins moving on its own, their lips meeting in a soft twist of pink and blue. The Ove's hands rest on Klarese's hips, slowly making their way to the edge of the rogue's shirt. The human slips into the draenei's lap, gripping her face as their tongues began to mingle.
Marching over, an older paladin woman growls, "Hey! You two! Either get a room or get out of the sight of such a holy ground."
Klarese pulls her lips away from the woman beneath her, turning to glance at the new comer before narrowing her eyes. The paladin suddenly looks awestruck and begins slipping her clothing off due to the influence of the entity. Ovelia giggles as she drags her tongue up the rogue's neck.
"Be a good girl and go entertain the poor fools who are a part of that celibate order." Klarese snickers as her shirt hits the stone pavement.
The poor, now naked, paladin runs streaking into the church. The sound of priests and paladins growing in alarm could be heard. Other paladins that were outside followed the woman to try and control her and force clothes back onto her.
Ovelia giggles before nipping at the rogue's neck. With a shudder of pleasure, Klarese moves to lay the woman down on the stone bench, using a dagger to cut the robe off, not wasting anymore time.
The sound of a man's laughter fills Klarese's head as her lips begin to kiss Ovelia's pale blue breasts. Internally growling, Klarese tries to fight the movement but is quickly stopped when the young mage slips her soft hands down the rogue's pants to squeeze her bum.

Death's Kiss

Upon the newly rebuilt city of Avalon, in the Eastern Plaguelands. Standing on the beach, having just made anchor, was a 'cool cat' or rather, cool worgen, named Aria of the Northblade Vanguard. The woman dusts herself off, her metal armor rattling as she walked up the hill towards the safe haven. Leaning against a fence post was the young Nazard. He was calm and collected, a pair of shades resting over his eyes as the scorching sun shone over the farm lands just outside the city walls. The duo do not make eye contact.

It had been months since the last battle, where Aria had saved Nazard's hide. He had been captured and tortured, and it was Aria who had blown open the doors and rescued him. That was beside the point, you would think. Getting rescued by allies would normal mean little in his eyes, but Nazard could not let this one go. To be rescued by an undead... It made his stomach twist into knots. The entire adventure was in the back of Aria's mind as she entered the tavern, ordering two mugs of ale and drinking them both.

Nazard shoves off of the fence and heads to the tavern, deciding that he would finally confront the issue, but as he rounded the corner to the main lobby, his heart suddenly ached as he saw her drinking alone in the corner of the room. She reminded him of when he met Rima, the woman who died during the torturing process only days before the rescue. Sitting there alone, he felt like he had to do something, socialize with her, even if he hated what she was.

"Hey." Naz says, not looking at the woman as he orders a stout himself.
Raising a brow, She gives him a nod, "Hello."
"Why are you over here by yourself?" He says as he takes a swig of his drink.
"What do you mean?" She says, kicking her feet up so they were on the counter as she leans back in her chair.
Naz sighs, finally caving and looking at her, "Well it's rare for you to come into the town.. Even rarer that you are by yourself."
"Eh? So what?" She says with a monotone voice, taking a swig of her third mug of ale.
Leaning against the counter, Naz sighs, "Why did you rescue me?"
"Orders. No man left behind. Take your pick." She slams her empty mug down.
"That's funny. I heard from Faleath that you really pushed for the mission." Naz takes a drink of his mug, only to be left frozen by her hostile look.
"What's this really about, Nazard?" Aria growls, moving to her feet.
"I want to know the truth." He slams his mug on the counter, standing before her.
"What truth are you looking for?" Aria scowls, her brow twitching as she folds her arms.
"Why. Did. You. Rescue. Me." He looks her in the eye.
Aria meets his gaze, quickly shoving past him and walking out of the tavern. Nazard sighs to himself before thinking, I must be insane. He then quickly runs after Aria. The bloody woman was fast. She was already past the city gates when he saw her. Charging quickly, he manages to get a strong hold on the woman's arm.
"Let go of me!" Aria shouts angrily, trying to yank her arm free, to no avail.
"Why are you dodging the question!" Naz bares his fangs at her, fur beginning to grow on the back of his hand but he tried to ignore it.
"I can't tell you!" Aria's voice sounded defeated for a brief moment before she manages to slap him across the face.
She didn't smell of the undead.
Nazard reaches his free hand to rub his cheek, unsure what was the appropriate response. Aria continues scowling at him.
"Something the matter here?" A squeaky, high-pitched gnome voice could be heard.
With a sigh, Nazard says, "Yes, Squichi. Everything is fine. Just a.. friendly.. conversation."
"Doesn't seem that friendly to me." Squichi says, her robot GIR standing behind her.
Aria manages to rip her arm free, the red marks of Nazard's grip left on her skin.
Squichi gasps, Nazard looks sheepish.
"Fuck off." Is all Aria says before she jumps off the near by cliff, only to be seen flying off on an undead gryphon, up to the floating citadel of Archerus. Fuck me. He thinks to himself. He had to go apologize, but he didn't dare set foot near the cursed place.
"What was all that about? Lover's quarrel?" Squichi asks, GIR making random comments about tacos and squirrels behind her.
"It was nothing, Squichi, really. Just an argument." Nazard holds up his hands.
Squichi eyes the man before hearing a loud boom and the sound of Jabbles howling in laughter in the distance. Squichi runs off to see the issue as Nazard rolls his eyes. Before Naz could wander off, a death gate opened behind him and a hand reaches out and grabs him, yanking him through the portal. He looks around in alarm before getting shoved on his ass, standing before him was a very angry Faleath and Derigan behind her.
"What did you do." Faleath growls, grabbing him by the shirt and yanking him up.
"What do you mean?" Nazard was taken off guard and unsure how to react.
"What. Did. You. Do!" Fal continues growling, shaking him a bit.
"We hav' no' seen Captain Aria this upset since ye mate passed. What did ye say to 'er!" Derigan scowls at Nazard from behind Fal.

Jabbles and Nazard. What the hell?

Jabbles strokes his beard in thought, standing in the freshly fallen petals of The Arboretum. The Jade Forest was lovely this spring, the man thought to himself. Wandering quietly along the shallow river, a young man named Nazard thinks to himself. Nazard was wearing a baggy t-shirt, and plated pants and boots, both for fashion and protection. Upon seeing the young lad, Jabbles squinted his eyes, curious since the man looked familiar.
Upon seeing Jabbles, Nazard couldn't ignore his racing heart. It was him. The man with the luxurious beard, sleek and muscled frame that could have any woman or man he desired, and he was staring at him. Nazard felt both excited, and terrified. What was Jabbles thinking of him? What if he hated him? All these thoughts raced through his mind all at once. Quickly, Nazard turns on his heels and heads for the near by beach to collect himself.
Upon seeing the young man retreat, Jabbles quickly follows, both concerned and curious. Jabbles slides down the side of the cliff instead of taking the stairs, quickly cutting off the man. Nazard runs into Jabbles in his attempt to move from his sight. Naz gasps, his eyes growing wide as his hands were now resting on Jabble's strong chest.
Blinking, Jabbles chuckles, "By my beard. I knew I recognized you!"
"M-Me?" Naz blinks, his heart beating fast in his ear.
Jabbles nods, leaning closer towards Naz as he looks the man in the eye.
Nazard thought to himself, Be still my heart. He is so close I could reach out and take him. How much I dreamed of being so close, and now it is happening!  Naz closes his eyes and cringes away from the macho man. Jabbles raises a brow as the man seems to move away. Reaching a hand out, Jabbles lightly grabs the man by his chin.
"Is something the matter?" Jabbles voice suddenly flowed like honey.
Naz shakes his head, hoping to both break free of his grasp, yet praying he would hold tighter. Sensing the man's thoughts, Jabbles leans in closer, his lips inches away.
He breathes quietly, "What is on your mind, little man?"
Naz opens his eyes widen in alarm to the closeness, before finally placing a kiss upon Jabbles lips. Slowly Jabbles wraps his arms around Nazard's waist, holding the man there for the longest moment. The sun began to set as they stayed there for what felt like eternity.

The Witch and The Noble

Alex Rhedd, the Captain and leader of Mercy's Madness, was sitting in the Captain's Chambers, reading over a note that Sheikaris had left for her. He had left for another expedition to find his center. She sighs and mutters to herself, beginning to write a letter in return. 
Knocking on the door of the captain's quarters was the young elf, Rima, Student to Sheikaris.
Turning her head, and spilling ink across the bottom of her letter, Alex curses to herself before standing to open the door.
"Wot do you want- Oh! Rima! Hello." Alex blinks, surprised that the young elf was not by her teacher's side.
"Hey Alex! How are you holding up since Sheik left?" Rima smirks to herself, enjoying the long joke of Alex and Sheik being a couple, though they had yet to admit it.
Alex rolls her eyes, "I'm fine. Care for some tea?"
"Sure!" Rima beams happily, following Alex to the dinning hall of the ship.
The young moonkin, Luna, follows quickly behind Alex's heels. The child makes a flower in the middle of the room, causing a chuckle from Rima and a cheeky grin from her mother.
"So how has sea life been?" Rima asks as she takes a cup of tea, sipping it before leaning against the edge of a table.
Alex takes a sip of her tea, mulling her words over before sighing, "It's been well enough. Haven't seen Cyn around for awhile though."
Feeling drowsy, Rima asks, "What's in this tea?"
A smirk crosses Alex's expression, "It's the dream tea that Sheik gave me."
Rima's eyes widen as she drops her cup before falling to the ground, struggling to stay conscious, "Alex... Wh-"
"Night, Deary." Was all Rima could hear before slipping into her subconscious.
Waking into the world that was Rima's dreams was a sparkling silvery mansion surrounded by lush hills with rows of grape vines and apple trees. Rima was in an elegant gown as she pushed herself up from the ground, rubbing her gloved hand against her head.
"What happened?" Rima's clipped Gilnean accent echoes through the empty garden in front of the mansion.
Peering around, Rima didn't see the normal servants and guards wandering around; Growing suspicious, Rima enters the house.
"Hello? Lily? Hilga? Anyone here?" She walks towards the large staircase, jumping when the doors shut behind her.
Alex's laughter could be heard from one of the rooms in the floor above. Rima tugs her gown up and quickly walks up the stairs.
"Alex?" Rima calls, listening closely to the laughing.
She throws open one door, noting it was her old bedroom but her brows furrow. This wasn't where it was when she was younger. Stepping into the bedroom, Rima looks around, checking that everything was in the correct place. Before she knew it, Rima found herself on her back on the bed, Alex was on top of her in a tight fitting red cocktail dress.
"A-Alex!" Rima's face turns a shade of pink.
Alex leans down and plants a kiss on Rima's lips. Rima liked the feel but knew it was wrong, but before she could say anything, she woke up with a scream. She gasps in surprise, looking around and saw she was in the Vanguard's Keep, in her bed.. And she just woke up the rest of Northblade Vanguard... Fuck.

The Dwarven Duo

Tending to the gryphons, Derigan was whistling a happy tune. It had been weeks since they moved into the new base in Northrend and he was excited to finally have a stable home for his chicks. The well feathered creatures were squawking and merry. Soon though another shaman, skilled in the arts of shamanism, came sauntering in to ensure that the animals had enough water and feed.
Derigan looks upon his fellow dwarf with a stone face and an aching of longing. If his dead heart could beat, it would be racing faster then a school girls' on her first date! Darlim gives a subtle nod to the dwarven death knight before quietly speaking to the oldest gryphon.
"So. Wot brings yeh aroun' these parts, lad?" Derigan manages to muster, wishing he had an ale by this point.
"Comin' to check the chicks yeh dolt!" Darlim says the obvious, rolling his eyes at the man.
Cursing to himself, Derigan quickly says, "Well o' course yeh are, boy! Wot else would yeh be doin' in the stables!"
"Don' make me set ye beard on fire!" Darlim threatens before walking off.
Derigan sighs and hits himself on the head, muttering to himself words of profanity and self loathing.
Once out of sight, Darlim sighs quietly. That dwarf was both a headache and heartache all in one. Despite his grotesque appearance, he had the heart of any true dwarven gryphon rider. Darlim was both envious, and impressed. How could someone who was dead be much better and skilled then that of the living? He heard the younger females of the guild whispering and talking, calling the two dwarves the 'Romulo and Julianne' though it was more of Glenn and Varian. Cursed women! Always talking nonsense yet the more they spoke, the more it rang true.
Darlim was irritated by this point as he wandered towards the near by river to commune with the elements. Even now he could hear a human and gnome of the guild laughing and talking of everything. This was worse then grade school!

Brotherly Love (Relea's Nightmare)

Parvin Steamcrank wore his regular armor as he stood out in the cold Dun Morogh winter. He was tense, this was not going to be some ordinary training session with his brother, the stakes were due or die. He had to tell Tweaks about how he felt, whether he'd face rejection or if his dreams came true, Tweaks needed to know that his own brother had strong emotions for him. He sighed and continued to wait, kicking the fluffy snow with his heavy plate boots and that's when he saw him. The male gnome who walked toward him, known as Tweaks Steamcrank came into view. Parvin could not stop looking at him, his sexy tousled black hair, his dark leather armor that hugged tightly against his body.. it almost made Parvin want to drool. 

"Hey Parvin, ready to spar?" Tweaks had a sly grin on his face that looked absolutely appetizing. Parvin sighed and readied his weapons. Being related to Tweaks, he also had silky black hair, except he was a built muscle man while Tweaks was more lithe and slender. 

"Yep... ready, hey Tweaks.. can I talk to you about something?" and with that, Tweaks stealthed, becoming invisible. Tweaks loved to do this at the beginning of their duels, it made Parvin look like a juicy prey. Tweaks talked while he was invisible. 

"Sure, what's up?" Parvin looked into the direction of Tweaks' voice, he charged and slashed his weapon at Tweaks' hot, and athletic body. After a few minutes of dueling and the sounds of the clashing of weapons, Parvin replied.

"How have you and Relea been?" Parvin inquired. Tweaks paused for a few moments while he tried to kick Parvin down into the snow. He looked like he was trying to think up what to say while in combat. 

"Uh... well okay I suppose. We are both very busy people." Tweaks paused again to try to slash Parvin with his daggers as soon as Parvin got back up. "What about you and Sheryl?" Parvin then realized something... he had Sheryl! This was incredibly hard, Parvin loved Sheryl very much but he also loved Tweaks with a passion. Parvin took some time to reply as well.

"Yeah.. I guess we've been fine too. But um... Tweaks, there's something I need to tell you." The two very strong, handsome gnomes soon came to a stop as Parvin had Tweaks pinned down into the snow. Tweaks would look at his brother curiously. "And what is that?" 

"I love you Tweaks, I've loved you for the longest time." and with that, Tweaks smiled happily. "Well... I have some good news for you then, I love you too." and with that, Tweaks leaned up while Parvin pinned him down, and they kissed deeply and passionately as the sun started to...

Relea gasped and quickly rose out of bed and sat up straight. Relea was taking deep slow breathes, she looked out the window - it was morning. It was all a terrible dream. Relea continued to gasp, still freaked out at what she saw. She was even sweating. Tweaks woke up right next to her with a concerned look on his face as he heard her breathe heavily.

"Rellykins, is everything okay?" Relea would look over at Tweaks and nod frantically.

"Y.. yes.. everything's okay, just a nightmare is all." Tweaks would lean over and kiss her lovingly on the lips. "It's okay babe, the nightmare is over." Relea would sigh "Yeah.. I know. If you'll excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom." Relea climbed out of bed and headed towards the restroom, shutting the door behind her. Tweaks started to hear puking and ralphing noises from the bathroom. He'd sigh and laugh slightly. "Well that's one way to start a morning."

Sheikaris and Gustian: The Heart of a Warrior, and the Hands of a Blacksmith.

It was the even of Lunar Festival, Sheikaris had decided tonight was the night he finally confessed his love. The moon was high as the leaves began to sing in Moonglade, all the druids were busy preparing for the festival. Gustian had been helping with preparations at the request of Lucinda.
Sheikaris walks up to Gustian, "Can I speak with you... alone?" His pulse was raising faster then a goblin rocket.
"Sure. What's up?" Gustian asks as the two warriors wander out of ear shot of the druids.
"Well I've known you for a long time now..." Sheik begins, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
Gustian laughs quietly, "You sound like a guy that is about to ask a girl to marry him."
"Heh.. Yeah.. So silly." Sheik jokes embarrassingly, his cheeks turning a shade of pink.
"So you gonna say what's up or no?" Gustian asks, shifting into his human form.
In the rush of adrenaline, Sheikaris bursts out, "Gustian! I'm in love with you!"
Gus gives a wolfy grin, "It's about time you said so!"