Lascivious
11-29-2005, 03:42 PM
[The following is a true story but injected with a little humor. Lascivious is not all doom, gloom and brother-loving]
Lascivious sat astride Sam enjoying the sunshine and warmth of the day. It was bright and sunny in the Hinterlands. It was one of those days when the grass seemed greener, the sky blue and the sparkling moonkin feathers dotting the ground seemed sparklier.
Reigning in Sam at particularly sunny hillside spot, she tethered him to a tree and sat in the cool grass. Taking out some food she began to eat. Suddenly, a loud ruckus echoed throughout the trees. Could she describe the ruckus? No. So she stood up and moved down the hill.
Ah. It was that mage she had seen earlier wearing the tabard of the Blades of Loraedon. Being the kind person she was, she had spared the hapless softy and continued on her way. But she seemed to be in trouble with one of the wolves, perhaps she could be of assistance. Since Alliance were so soft and all.
Then she noticed another figure. Armored and shiny in the beautiful, gleaming sunlight. This one she knew. The holy demon, Seras. Ah. She seems to have everything under control. Sitting back down, Lascivious began to eat her lunch. Looking up she saw Seras running up the hill toward her.
Oh, she must be coming to say hello! Lascivious started to raise her hand to wave - CRASH! The holy demon’s hammer thudded into her head!
What’s this! Attacked while enjoying a simple meal?!, On this beautiful day?! In this lovely forest?! Enjoying the wonderful view?! Alliance dogs! Heartless monsters! Betrayers! Why would she be so foolish to think her kindness and compassion would be returned?!
Although she was developing into a formidable warrior, Lascivious was still a child at heart and once again was victim to her own naivety!
She defended herself the best she could, the demon had upper hand and Seras’ wounds seemed to heal even as Lascivious struck at her, trying to defend herself from the creatures unrighteous rage! Soon Lascivious was lying on the ground. Her vision began to fade as she stared at her picnic basket, it’s contents spilled upon the ground.
Oh, she thought as darkness began to claim her. I so wanted to try that spider sausage.
Lascivious sat astride Sam enjoying the sunshine and warmth of the day. It was bright and sunny in the Hinterlands. It was one of those days when the grass seemed greener, the sky blue and the sparkling moonkin feathers dotting the ground seemed sparklier.
Reigning in Sam at particularly sunny hillside spot, she tethered him to a tree and sat in the cool grass. Taking out some food she began to eat. Suddenly, a loud ruckus echoed throughout the trees. Could she describe the ruckus? No. So she stood up and moved down the hill.
Ah. It was that mage she had seen earlier wearing the tabard of the Blades of Loraedon. Being the kind person she was, she had spared the hapless softy and continued on her way. But she seemed to be in trouble with one of the wolves, perhaps she could be of assistance. Since Alliance were so soft and all.
Then she noticed another figure. Armored and shiny in the beautiful, gleaming sunlight. This one she knew. The holy demon, Seras. Ah. She seems to have everything under control. Sitting back down, Lascivious began to eat her lunch. Looking up she saw Seras running up the hill toward her.
Oh, she must be coming to say hello! Lascivious started to raise her hand to wave - CRASH! The holy demon’s hammer thudded into her head!
What’s this! Attacked while enjoying a simple meal?!, On this beautiful day?! In this lovely forest?! Enjoying the wonderful view?! Alliance dogs! Heartless monsters! Betrayers! Why would she be so foolish to think her kindness and compassion would be returned?!
Although she was developing into a formidable warrior, Lascivious was still a child at heart and once again was victim to her own naivety!
She defended herself the best she could, the demon had upper hand and Seras’ wounds seemed to heal even as Lascivious struck at her, trying to defend herself from the creatures unrighteous rage! Soon Lascivious was lying on the ground. Her vision began to fade as she stared at her picnic basket, it’s contents spilled upon the ground.
Oh, she thought as darkness began to claim her. I so wanted to try that spider sausage.