Post by Katzandra on Jan 23, 2007 10:15:50 GMT -5
The Story
The winds danced her midnight blue across her face. Her lips parted and she sighed. She pulled her hood up over her head hiding who she was so that only her glowing eyes would peer out.
The man frowned at her. He did love her… but he had changed her. His eyes drifted towards her compainion who tossed him a glare. He sighed and patted his imp on the head. Only the shadows would forgive him for the past. He had changed… but there would be no way Katzandra would ever believe him.
The tall warrior stared out into the never ending sea. How did she get here? Her eyes drifted to the cloaked Priestess. Oh how she loved her. Ever since the day they met they had done everything together. She clentched her fist and lowered her head. She remembered when she betrayed the Priestess. A hand reached out and touched her on the shoulder.
“Alzeta, try to relax… you know I forgave you long ago.” Said a soft voice.
Alzeta nodded and relaxed a bit, but she knew this would be guilt that would haunt her for eternity.
They rode the Ari Ru into the seas of the Outlands. Katzandra had been called away from her duties in Azeroth to help the alliance in these lands. It was highly secretive… and chances were if they survived no one would ever know they were here.
Katzandra turned back away from the deck and retired in her room to reflect. How were the members of the Romance of the Silk Rose? How was Ivef? Where was Jozain? These were things that she knew she may never find out. A small silver tear fell down her cheek as her heart started to break.
“Why Elune? …why?”
But alas, her words were answered by the drums of war.
She jumped to her feet and let her cloak drop to the floor. She stood tall in her runecloth robes and ran out to meet Alzeta.
“Whats going on!?”
Alzeta bit her bottom lip. Katzandra gasped at seeing the look on Alzeta’s face.
“It has begun…get ready Katz… this could be the last battle of our lives.”
Even though Katzandra had died inside… she knew she wasn’t about to let Alzeta die here.
Alzeta let out a battle shout and got ready. Katzandra casted prayer of shadows, and prayer of fortitude upon the members of the crew. She sat down for a moment and drank some of the mage water Jaril had sent with her before she left.
The Ari Ru shined with a silver glisten as the approaching lands crashed with the sounds of thunder and the sights of death.
They fought a valiant battle but all went down. They were out numbered in a land they knew nothing about, but before Katzandra became one with complete death Alranas placed a soul stone on her so that their deaths would not be in vain.
Alranas did truly still love her.. in any way he could considering he was so demented and twisted. All of the people she brought back to life had the taint of the outlands deep within their souls. As for Katzandra herself? She truly saw the darker side of things.
The crew became outcasts of the Outlands and gathered more to their cause and forces, until they found a secret way into Azeroth. Although Katzandra had changed into a woman full of hate for the Alliance for sending her crew to their dooms… she knew she had to warn them…. Everyone had to be prepared for the dark tide that was about to come to Azeroth.
About the founders
Basically this guild started because of three main friends. Those friends then invited other friends. It was hard for us all to be in different guilds and keep track of eachother. None of us really felt like we belong anywhere. But now we continue to grow and we invite everyone who seems mature and is fair... someone just like us. To join our ranks at sea.
The winds danced her midnight blue across her face. Her lips parted and she sighed. She pulled her hood up over her head hiding who she was so that only her glowing eyes would peer out.
The man frowned at her. He did love her… but he had changed her. His eyes drifted towards her compainion who tossed him a glare. He sighed and patted his imp on the head. Only the shadows would forgive him for the past. He had changed… but there would be no way Katzandra would ever believe him.
The tall warrior stared out into the never ending sea. How did she get here? Her eyes drifted to the cloaked Priestess. Oh how she loved her. Ever since the day they met they had done everything together. She clentched her fist and lowered her head. She remembered when she betrayed the Priestess. A hand reached out and touched her on the shoulder.
“Alzeta, try to relax… you know I forgave you long ago.” Said a soft voice.
Alzeta nodded and relaxed a bit, but she knew this would be guilt that would haunt her for eternity.
They rode the Ari Ru into the seas of the Outlands. Katzandra had been called away from her duties in Azeroth to help the alliance in these lands. It was highly secretive… and chances were if they survived no one would ever know they were here.
Katzandra turned back away from the deck and retired in her room to reflect. How were the members of the Romance of the Silk Rose? How was Ivef? Where was Jozain? These were things that she knew she may never find out. A small silver tear fell down her cheek as her heart started to break.
“Why Elune? …why?”
But alas, her words were answered by the drums of war.
She jumped to her feet and let her cloak drop to the floor. She stood tall in her runecloth robes and ran out to meet Alzeta.
“Whats going on!?”
Alzeta bit her bottom lip. Katzandra gasped at seeing the look on Alzeta’s face.
“It has begun…get ready Katz… this could be the last battle of our lives.”
Even though Katzandra had died inside… she knew she wasn’t about to let Alzeta die here.
Alzeta let out a battle shout and got ready. Katzandra casted prayer of shadows, and prayer of fortitude upon the members of the crew. She sat down for a moment and drank some of the mage water Jaril had sent with her before she left.
The Ari Ru shined with a silver glisten as the approaching lands crashed with the sounds of thunder and the sights of death.
They fought a valiant battle but all went down. They were out numbered in a land they knew nothing about, but before Katzandra became one with complete death Alranas placed a soul stone on her so that their deaths would not be in vain.
Alranas did truly still love her.. in any way he could considering he was so demented and twisted. All of the people she brought back to life had the taint of the outlands deep within their souls. As for Katzandra herself? She truly saw the darker side of things.
The crew became outcasts of the Outlands and gathered more to their cause and forces, until they found a secret way into Azeroth. Although Katzandra had changed into a woman full of hate for the Alliance for sending her crew to their dooms… she knew she had to warn them…. Everyone had to be prepared for the dark tide that was about to come to Azeroth.
About the founders
Basically this guild started because of three main friends. Those friends then invited other friends. It was hard for us all to be in different guilds and keep track of eachother. None of us really felt like we belong anywhere. But now we continue to grow and we invite everyone who seems mature and is fair... someone just like us. To join our ranks at sea.