Monday, March 30, 2009

Caelan's party



"A dwarf's nameday," Caelan was telling them as Alanon went to bring out the cake, "is a special day fer ev'ry dwarf. Yeh see, three days after a baby's born, the clan has a cel'bration, an' ev'ryone that wants ta gives the parents presents fer the baby. That's when the little blugger's given a name too, so that's why it's called a nameday."

It had been a long, but happy day. Caelan and Brewstein had been quite entertaining, as they alternated telling everyone tales about their clan and arguing enthusiastically about minor details. Pitch told them about his meeting with a devilsaur while he was in Un'goro, while Quae looked at him like she didn't quite believe him. They had an early supper which consisted of whatever each person wanted to get from the pantry, then as evening fell Alanon announced they had a cake for Caelan.



He brought it out now and set it on the table. Caelan admired it loudly for a few minutes, then blew out the candles on top and cut it up, serving everyone a slice. It was quite good, and Barraccus asked Quae if she had made it, since she did all the cooking while they were there. "No, Alanon did. He cooks even better than me, if you can believe it," she told him. He was surprised, it was one more thing about the druid that he hadn't known.

After the cake was gone, everyone sat up and talked more. Barraccus found himself telling the others about his work in Zangarmarsh. "You'll probably like it there, Rhokk," he said. "It's not particularly green, but it's still so full of life. And the druids are all good people." Jahira agreed, then started telling them stories of her own adventures there. Barraccus listened for awhile, then slipped outside when no one was looking.

Quae found him sitting on a fallen log, looking up at the stars through a break in the trees. She came up behind him silently, but he still looked over at her when she got close. He said nothing, however, so she sat next to him on the log and looked upward herself.

They sat there for a good while before Barraccus finally broke the silence. "I don't know when my birthday would be," he said, very softly. "I wonder if I'll ever know." Quae didn't know what to say to that, so she kept silent, just keeping him company. After a few minutes, she slipped an arm around his shoulders.

Barraccus: Meetings

Here it is finally. Sorry about the wait, but neither I or Crison was really sure how Rhokk would react to Barraccus, since he hates undead. So it took awhile to figure that out.

Pay close attention to what Alanon says to Rhokk. Maybe he knows something about Barraccus' past?....
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Barraccus woke up in the early hours just before dawn. He couldn't remember where he was at first and took a moment to get his bearings, then poked his head out of the blanket. In the gray light, he didn't see either of the two druids anywhere. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, then finally noticed a black huddle in Pitch's favorite corner of the room. He stared for a moment, then chuckled.

There were three black panthers all curled up together in a great ball. Barraccus guessed the third must be Jahira. One of them- he thought it was Pitch, as it was more muscular than the others- had his head resting on another one's- Alanon's?- back; the third one which lay in the back was noticeably smaller than the other two and was most likely Jahira. As he stared at the sleeping druid trio, Barraccus felt a rush of affection for his new family.



He heard a slight sound coming from the stairs, then Sabre came by, heading toward the front door. As he passed by the death knight he rubbed his entire length against Barraccus' legs, then padded outside.

Still sleepy, Barraccus stood and wrapped the blanket around himself, then followed the frostsaber outside. He stood at the door for a minute just enjoying the morning, then looked down and started in surprise. The bear Trèan was lying at the bottom of the porch steps, and cuddled against his side for warmth was Rhokk. Barraccus quickly realized that the draenei was still asleep. He debated for a moment if he could get past without waking either Rhokk or the bear, then decided against it and went back inside.

He went back to his couch and lay back down. He then realized he hadn't had his dream, which had come every single night since he had gone through the Dark Portal. The realization startled him, and he wondered if it meant anything. He thought about it until he fell back asleep.

He didn't sleep very long, and woke to the feeling of being watched. He glanced at the druids and noticed the foremost one was awake, the cat's golden eyes following him. He bowed his head slightly and said, "Good morning, Alanon." The cat's ears flicked in amusement, then he pulled himself out from under Pitch and stretched. An instant later the night elf was standing in the cat's place, and Alanon came over and smiled down at him. Barraccus nodded at the two remaining cats. "The third is Jahira?" he asked, and Alanon nodded. "She came in the middle of the night. She told me Rhokk was sleeping outside, but she didn't want to disturb him so she left him." "She's right," Barraccus replied. "He's sleeping with Trèan on the porch." Alanon looked him up and down. "Are you ready for this?" he asked. Barraccus nodded. "Alright, then," the druid said, then went over and woke up his siblings. "Jahira, can you go up and wake the others? Tell Kel to keep Caelan up there for a bit, and have Quae come down."

When they were all together in the main room, Alanon went out to get Rhokk. He found the shaman sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, and sat down next to him on the steps. "Sleep well?" he asked the draenei. Rhokk nodded. "I got here late, and didn't want to disturb anyone," he said. "Did I miss the party?" "No, it will be this evening," Alanon told him. "I think there's a couple people you haven't met yet, Rhokk. Caelan is a rather late sleeper and isn't awake yet, but Barraccus is up and would like to meet you." Rhokk perked up at that, and nodded. They stood, but Alanon hesitated. "Rhokk, before we go in I want to tell you something. Everyone here right now is family, whether we are related by blood or not. Remember that some people's circumstances are beyond their control. And also keep in mind that some people have suffered far more than you could imagine." Rhokk looked puzzled now, but simply nodded and followed him inside.

Quae and Jahira both greeted Rhokk warmly, then he saw Barraccus sitting on the couch. The night elf looked up at him, and they studied each other for a minute before Barraccus offered a shy grin. "You must be Rhokk," he said. Rhokk nodded. "And you must be Barraccus. Nice to meet you," he said. Alanon cut in, saying, "Rhokk, Barraccus has lost his memory too. You two have quite a bit in common, actually." Rhokk's eyes widened. "Really? Hmm, have you found any way of getting it back yet?"



They started talking amicably for several minutes. Alanon was pleased that they hit it off so well, but also a bit confused. Rhokk usually wouldn't even acknowledge a death knight's presence, let alone talk to one. Then it hit him; Rhokk didn't realize that Barraccus was a death knight. After a brief internal debate, the druid leaned close to Quae, who was sitting next to him, and whispered, "Rhokk hasn't realized that Barraccus is a death knight. Let's not tell him yet; this gives them a chance to get to know each other. Maybe it will work out better this way." She nodded, and he proceeded to go to Jahira and Pitch and tell them the same thing.

They were suddenly interrupted by a loud crash, then a shout in Dwarvish, followed by something tumbling noisily down the stairs. They all jumped up to see what was going on, and were treated to a very strange sight. A black-haired male dwarf, apparently very drunk, was sitting at the bottom of the stairs with a confused expression. As they stared at him, Caelan came into view, and gave a weak grin. "Uh, this 'ere is Brewstein, ah kinda found 'im an brung 'im 'ere," she said sheepishly. Alanon raised an eyebrow as Kel came down, stepping carefully around the muddled dwarf. "I see," was all he said. "Wull, yerself is always bringin strays 'ome, ah figgered ah was allowed one too," she said defensively. Pitch started snickering at that, and soon they were all laughing.

Brewstein was soon settled on the couch, were he sat in a drunken haze. Caelan introduced him properly while Kel and Alanon prepared some breakfast. "'E's from mah clan, 'e's mah father's cousin's sister's nephew's second son," she said. "That makes us prac'ly brothers! Ah ran inta him at Ratchet on mah way 'ere, poor blugger look'd like 'e needed a place ta stay, so ah brung 'im with meh here." She lowered her voice to a whisper. "'E 'as a drinkin problem, yeh see." "I never would have guessed," Kel muttered, loud enough for them all to hear, and they all laughed again.

Breakfast seemed to help Brewstein regain his alertness, and he joined in the conversation soon enough. He didn't have much of an accent, unlike Caelan, which he explained was because he had been kicked out of Ironforge, where he had been raised, and had to make his living among humans. He refused to say why he had been kicked out, changing the subject whenever someone asked. Barraccus tried asking Caelan, quietly, but she just shrugged and said she didn't know either.

After breakfast Alanon shooed them all outside while he, Kel and Jahira readied the house for the party. Sabre was outside with Trèan and another bear, this one snowy white. Brewstein introduced him as his pet, named Ale. Pitch started a game of tag with the two bears, which Sabre was happy to join in.



They were obviously having so much fun that even Rhokk joined in, turning into a ghostly wolf and running after the others.


Finally Alanon called them all in and said that everything was ready.
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Next up, party time!!

Sunday, March 29, 2009

I has been tagged!

Faulsey over at Master's Call has tagged me for the newest thing going around, which is to tell what your character's name means. Now, I have a LOT of characters, so this might be a really long post (tho I'm not going to do all of them).

Kaledain- He is named after an entire clan of people, in one of my favorite fantasy series by Mercedes Lackey. His pets are also named in the language of this clan, with the exception of Argus.







Gwynifar- This is a variation of Guinevere, I like historical fantasy almost as much as regular fantasy, and the story of Arthur and Guinevere is one of my favorites.







Taurros- He's a bull-man, what did you expect? Kidding, hehe. I did not name him after the Pokemon, this just popped into my head while creating him so I used it. Also, my warrior Taurron I made to kind of be Taurros' "twin" so that's why their names are so similar.




Alanon- I named him after one of my favorite characters by my favorite author, tho I had to mess with the spelling. :P








Pitchblack- I didn't name him after the movie, his name is actually a reference to his cat form, since I intended him to be feral right from the get-go. But the movie did give me the idea.







Quae- This was just something off the top of my head. I wanted to name her something else, which was taken, so this was my second choice. I thought it was hilarious when I discovered an NPC with the same name.






Caelàn- Her name, and all her pets' names, are Gaelic, just for kicks. Her name doesn't mean anything special, it's just a fairly common girl's name. Her pets' names all have meanings, though.







Khaotic- She was my twink on Gilneas, before I transferred my horde over to Durotan. I was getting pretty full over there, so I wound up deleting her, then remade her just recently. I wanted a good twink name, not like Ikillunoob but something more.... impressive. Since hunters usually rain destruction from a distance and such, this name suited her perfectly.




That's pretty much it, everyone else was named just with random stuff I thought of, or mashing the "random" button. I don't know who else has been tagged for this, so I'm just gonna tag my buddy Crison of Unholy Presence. Muahaha!

-Happy Hunting!

Friday, March 27, 2009

Kel'thuzad down!

After Wednesday's run we only had Construct wing, minus Patchwerk. So in we went and....

Thaddius fight. I thought it was hilarious that Mag was all the way out next to me and was still hitting the boss.


The start of Sapphiron. Got him on the first try, whooo!

Kel'thuzad pwned us at first, until on a whim I switched out Mageddon for Samurai. Got him down the next try. :)
After Kel was pounded into the floor, Boogga decided to see how comfy his throne was.

Best part was, Boo lived through all the boss kills. Even Grobbulus.

Boogga has now cleared Naxx! Whee!

(We went and killed Sartharion right after, and Boogga pulled 2310 dps for the entire raid, his best yet I think. :))

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Delays...

I meant to have the next chapter in my story posted yesterday, but it's not finished yet. Reason: honestly, the last couple days I've been too tired to think straight. Daylight Savings Time has been pwning me big time, my brain keeps telling me that when I get up at 6am it's really 5. :P I've also been incapable of going to bed before 12:30/1:00am for the past week straight, which is not helping. I'm working on it though, should be done real soon.

Had a great raid tonight, Boogga got some new gear, including his t7 shoulders. That makes 3 pieces now, just one more for the 4-piece set bonus! He also got the Wraith Spear, which made him lose a ton of hit rating. After gems and enchants, he's almost back up to cap. I'll have to see if I can tweak something, or maybe respec and put a point into Focused Aim.

I've been leveling Barraccus the last few days. He's gone from level 63 to 66 in just 3 days, if I'm remembering correctly. He should be in Northrend by this weekend, and his story will be close to the end (sort of ;)).

Can't think of anything else right now, and I need to get to bed so I can have more than 5 hours of sleep. :P Til next time Happy Hunting!

Monday, March 23, 2009

Barraccus: Back home

I finally get to introduce my dwarf hunter, Caelàn. She's pretty fun, as you'll see. Rhokk might also make a guest appearance, if not here then in the next one.

And Caelàn just dinged 30 and got a ram to use until she gets her horse, which was the inspiration for this one.
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Barraccus stepped off the boat onto the Darkshore dock with a sigh of relief. It had been a long trip, but he was almost home. He decided to ride instead of flying to Astranaar, so he retrieved Oscor from the stable master and set out.

When he came in sight of the house, he pulled Oscor up short and stared. There were two bears in the yard! After a startled moment, he noticed the markings of Elune on the shoulders of one bear, and realized it was Pitch. The other, from what he could see as the two beasts wrestled with each other, was a plain black bear, fairly common in places such as Loch Modan. He wondered briefly what it was doing here, then he realized that the bear and Pitch were playing. He chuckled to himself and rode into the yard.

When the two bears saw him, Pitch broke away and rushed him with a roar of welcome. The other bear, however, took one look at Barraccus and ran into the house, whining. Barraccus fended off Pitch's enthusiastic greeting, then was alarmed to hear a commotion start in the house. He turned to look at Pitch, who had returned to his night elf form, with a raised eyebrow. Pitch just grinned and said, "Come on, I'll introduce you."



As they stepped into the house, Barraccus heard a voice with a strong, unfamiliar accent yelling, "Yagh, gerroffame yeh great blugger!" followed by more whines from the bear. In the main room they found the bear trying frantically to climb into the lap of a young female dwarf, who was almost buried by now. She gave one more yell, "Down, Trèan, afore ah skin yeh!" as she finally shoved the bear off. Then she looked up at the death knight, and her eyes went wide.

She yelped and grabbed for a gun sitting off to one side. Barraccus wondered if he should duck and hide, or try to defend himself. Before anything else happened, though, they all froze at a sharp command of "Hold!"

Alanon stepped into the room, his expression as close to anger as Barraccus had ever seen. He looked sternly at the dwarf. "Barraccus is a member of this family, Caelan, and was invited to your nameday party. I will have no more threats or fighting in my house." The dwarf, Caelan, gulped and set her gun back down. Alanon turned to Barraccus and held a hand out. "Welcome back, Barraccus," he said warmly, and the death knight shook his hand with relief. They were interrupted by a huge white cat who came bounding into the house and chuffed loudly at the bear, then spun and went bounding back out. Trèan followed the cat out, although he gave Barraccus a fearful glance as he went by. "Looks like Kel is here now," Alanon said. Intrigued by the snowy cat, Barraccus followed the animals outside.

The big cat was playing out in the yard with the bear, and Kelesaria was standing near the porch talking with Quae, who had apparently also just arrived. Jaxom, Quae's spotted riding saber, was watching the two animals with an expression that clearly said he'd like to join in.

Barraccus felt an unexpected little thrill when he saw Quae. Confused, he stopped and stood off to the side until Kel noticed him and waved him over. Quae looked him over as he joined them, then gave him a grin. "Been enjoying yourself in Outland? Looks like you've put on a bit of muscle," she said teasingly. He felt himself blushing, as usual, but tried to ignore it this time. Kel glanced at Quae with a frown, then turned to Barraccus. "I hear you've done well in Hellfire Peninsula. Let me know if you ever need help out there again, okay?" He nodded gratefully.

They made small talk until they were interrupted by the big white cat, who came over and began butting his broad head against Kel's hip. She smiled as she began rubbing his ears. "This is Sabre. You didn't get to meet him before. He came from Winterspring. He's my best buddy. I normally have him with me unless the situation is better suited to one of the others." Sabre let out a rumbling purr, then flopped down and rolled onto his back so his mistress could rub his belly. Up close, Barraccus could see that he wasn't pure white; he had pale lavender tiger-stripes all over. He held a hand out to Sabre which the cat sniffed thoroughly, then started rubbing his cheek on it.

Alanon came over to join them, with a contrite Caelan on his heels. Trèan went to his mistress' side, with another fearful glance at the death knight, and she gruffly whispered to him, "Yeh coward." He whined. Alanon pulled Barraccus aside just long enough to tell him, "I sent an invitation to Rhokk as well, but I'm not expecting him until tomorrow, which is when we'll have the party. I hope with us all here, he may take this better. And I do think you're rushing things a bit but, well, I'd like to get it over with too."

They rejoined the others and full introductions were made, then Caelan had to show everyone the riding ram that her clan had sent her for a nameday present. By the time they all had properly admired it, and Caelan had given it an extra handful of grain, it was almost dark. They all went back inside the house, all except for Trèan who was told to stay outside. He watched them go inside with a mournful look on his face.

Sabre jumped up on the couch, where he sat with a regal expression until Kel ordered him down. Quae and Alanon headed to the kitchen to find something for supper as the rest found places to sit and started talking and joking. Barraccus found himself next to Caelan, who apparently had decided he was all right after all, and was trying to make up for her earlier actions. She was quite happy to tell him of her clan, which lived in an isolated valley in the Alterac mountains and usually had no contact with outsiders, with the exception of the Stormpike clan whom they traded with regularly. Caelan was one of only a handful of dwarves that had left their valley. Barraccus found her quite interesting to talk to, although her accent made it hard to understand her at times.

Quae and Alanon came in with platters of food, and they all dug in. While they ate, Caelan began telling them all of her clan's rituals for celebrating namedays, most of which sounded uncomfortable at least. "Now fah sumthin important, like yer thirtieth which is what ah'm cel'bratin, one thing yeh cud do is go oot to the mountaintop, an' meditate there in yer skivvies," she said, and everyone burst out laughing. Quae caught Barraccus' eye and teased, "Sounds like it could be interesting, Barraccus. Ever thought of trying it?" He blushed furiously, but then surprised himself by replying, "No, but if you're going to go, I'd advise waiting until spring." That made everyone laugh even harder. Quae stared at him in surprise, then suddenly joined in.

After supper, Alanon announced that the girls would sleep upstairs while the guys would stay downstairs. Quae and Caelan went to bed soon after that, and Alanon found a blanket for Barraccus to roll up in on the couch. As he bedded down, Barraccus wondered what it would be like the next day, with everyone there. He also wondered what would happen when Rhokk arrived, if he did. He finally fell asleep listening to Pitch, Kel, and Alanon talking quietly nearby.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

One thousand is a lot

Spirit Bond has reached 1000 views! Wow, I never thought there would be that many people looking at it when I started it. Thanks to everyone that's been reading it regularly (or even not-so-regularly) and hopefully you've all enjoyed it! :)

Got to run right now, see y'all later and Happy Hunting!