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eunoias2012-10-23 12:28 am
formerglory) wrote in eunoias2012-10-23 12:28 am
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Who: Koltira Deathweaver and Cairistiona Vyeth.
What: Broing it up in Ebon Blade. You know how it is.
Where: Archeus: The Ebon Hold, Azeroth.
When: idk man
Being freed after suffering for so long was definitely...interesting. That is, if Cairistiona could call it that. She would be found in one of the training areas, looking a little lost and forlorn. For months, she pleaded for her death and yet, was found to be in a state of eternal suffering at the hands of the Forsaken.
Why? Hadn't she suffered enough? Could she not be granted that one selfish wish of her's? The realm of the living hated her for what she became and yet, she was welcomed with open arms as a death knight.
Her lips tightened into a scowl, her teeth taut against each other as she brought a hand to her weapon - the very same one coated in blood and she began to take her anger out on a training dummy.
She could not accept the abomination she became at all. It was wrong and immoral, even if she didn't know of her previous life before all this.
What: Broing it up in Ebon Blade. You know how it is.
Where: Archeus: The Ebon Hold, Azeroth.
When: idk man
Being freed after suffering for so long was definitely...interesting. That is, if Cairistiona could call it that. She would be found in one of the training areas, looking a little lost and forlorn. For months, she pleaded for her death and yet, was found to be in a state of eternal suffering at the hands of the Forsaken.
Why? Hadn't she suffered enough? Could she not be granted that one selfish wish of her's? The realm of the living hated her for what she became and yet, she was welcomed with open arms as a death knight.
Her lips tightened into a scowl, her teeth taut against each other as she brought a hand to her weapon - the very same one coated in blood and she began to take her anger out on a training dummy.
She could not accept the abomination she became at all. It was wrong and immoral, even if she didn't know of her previous life before all this.