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  1. Heads up! Some of us have started a discord RP channel for World of Darkness. We're still getting everything set up but there will be vampire, werewolf, mage, changeling and possibly others. Here is the discord link. If for some reason it's expired, look for me on the TNG discord and send me an IM. (I'm terrible about checking TNG.)
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    The House

    This was an incredible RP experience, and resulted in some pretty big changes and character development for Shaelie. For one, she got the opportunity to apologize to Myaka and Ketani of Twilight Empire for wronging them in the past. It gave her a chance to make amends and form new friendships with people- including members of the Alliance, that she might not have ever gotten to meet before. She also was able to officially reclaim her original name and identity of Nika Davies, which was very important to her.
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    Farewell from The Grim

    Proud to have been a member of The Grim for several years, and I look forward to seeing the story continue on WrA. ❤️
  4. I have to start a new journal, since my other one got left behind. So much has happened in such a short amount of time. My whole life has basically changed completely. But I'm doing alright. Surprisingly- I'm doing just fine. I am no longer Grim. I think the hardest part of that whole night and the days that followed was the look on Khorvis's face. I saw Ashenfury in those eyes. That was really hard to handle. I was angry at him at first. But not anymore. I understand. And he acted in the moment, and did what he felt like needed to be done. He was shocked. Angry, hurt, betrayed. Disappointed.. I have a lot of messes to clean up. I've been spending some time explaining myself to people. Most of them are accepting. Quite a few are still my friends. Some I think are trying to decide. Graysong is struggling. It makes me sad to see him not acting his typical silly self. He's kind of lost, right now. We sat and talked for awhile last night. His faith in The Grim was shaken. I told him that when you're Grim, you live and die by the Mandate. It's supposed to come before anything else i the world. Friendships, relationship, love. All of that is secondary, at best. And sometimes, that means you have to make difficult choices. Which is what Khorvis had to do. That's where I was struggling, too. The Mandate came second to me. The members of the guild came first. It can't really be that way, though. It's not about family. We're supposed to be soldiers of the Mandate. I wanted to tell him to come to Borrowed Time. I'd love to see some of my closer friends come and live at the base. That's what the selfish side of me wants. But instead, I told him that he needs to follow his gut. I told him to ask himself which is more important. Can he put the Mandate ahead of everything else? If there anything he wouldn't do for the Mandate? He still seemed uncertain, so I suggested he go talk to Awatu. There's really no better person to define The Grim and the Mandate than the Commander himself. I hope he does. I think that'll help him make up his mind, one way or another. A lot of other things have happened. They all know I'm Nika, apparently. Including Leyu'jin. He was at Cantina last night, and I couldn't really look him in the eye. But later in the evening, he told me we should talk sometime so I can explain how all of this happened. He didn't seem angry. I hope he and I can be friends. I've always cared a lot for Leyu'jin. And then there's Karthok. Fucking Karthok. I got this in the mail today. It seems he's threatening more than just myself, now. The first one is Inzema, without a doubt. And I'm pretty sure the second is Nero. Inzema and Nero. That's a whole other story. But I digress. Anyway. I think the Chief might be Cobrak. But I haven't figured out the Secretary or the Siege yet. I already let Inzema and Lilliana know. I need to talk to Nero tonight. And the rest of Borrowed Time.
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    Nika's Journal - A New Beginning

    Nika sat staring down at the blank piece of paper in front of her, lightly tapping the pen against the edge of the page. Scattered around her feet were the crumpled remnants of many other attempts to put her words to paper. 'You're overthinking it,' she thought. 'Just write what you feel.' And so she did. Dear Branngas, It's hard to know how to find the right words for apologizing to someone who you know you've deeply wronged. You are someone I always considered a great friend, and I know that I let you down when I went to the horde. I betrayed and disappointed you, and that's something I'll always have to live with. But I want you to at least know that I do regret the horrible things I've done, and I'm so sorry. I can't expect you to ever forgive me. But I want you to know that the Nika that once made you proud, that you considered a friend, still does exist. I no longer associate with The Grim. I'm now with another guild that seeks peace between the factions, and my time is focused on trying to help people. I work in a hospital now. I can't take back the things I've done and the people I've hurt. So I'm trying to at least do anything I can to help other people going forward, and make a difference in any way that I can. I'm devastated at what is happening in Ashenvale right now. I know you will be out there fighting to defend the innocent civilians. Please be safe, Captain Branngas. My guild and I do not agree with what is happening, and we are not fighting in this war. We are doing what we can to protect the innocent. Our hospital is open to anyone who needs help, and I will be doing everything in my power to make sure the injured that find their way there will live and be healed so they can return to their families. Once again, I am so sorry for hurting you, the 73rd and Micael. -Nikaa Davies Later, she stood in front of a mailbox, the letter to her old friend gripped in her hand. She stood there for several moments, almost afraid to drop the letter in the slot. She had no idea how Branngas would react. She knew he hated her. At least.. he hated the terrible version of her that had been with The Grim for so many years. And he hadn't had a chance to see how she was attempting to change, or to make amends for the things she had done. Chances were, he'd tear up the letter without fully reading it, once he realized who it was from. But she had to try. She took a breath, opened the mailbox, and dropped the letter inside.
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    Nika's Journal - A New Beginning

    It's been quite awhile since I wrote in this, and I'm happy to say that life is good. Really, really good. I've been with Sanctuary since shortly after my last entry, and I can't remember being this happy in years. I'm finally doing something good with my life. I've been working at the hospital in Ashtotem, mostly helping out with whatever needs to be done. Be it cleaning wounds, bandaging people up, bringing meals to the patients or even just talking to them. Most of the people I've met in Sanctuary have been really nice. It's a big guild, and there are still many I haven't met yet. But I've met some interesting people so far. Mardalius and Cerryan are probably two of the most kind people I've ever met in my life, and I feel lucky to know them. Maralah teaches me a lot in the hospital. She's gruff, and she intimidates me. But I like her. And even a grudging nod of approval from her is something I consider high praise. I really like Baern, although I have not had many encounters with him yet. And of course, there is Einar, who I'm seeing. He's technically a familiar, but I have a lot of trouble wrapping my head around that. He was exceedingly shy at first, but I'm glad that he's starting to loosen up and act more himself around me- like the very first day I met him in the library. I thought he was funny and interesting, and I'm seeing more of that again now that he's less nervous. There might be trouble on the horizon with Infection. They have one of our members, and I might have to go help rescue him. But if I do, Einar is coming with me. And I feel a whole lot less alone since I've joined Sanctuary.
  7. Nikaa


    Hearing Lunk's name mentioned caused Lonk to stomp his feet, and gnash his teeth. "Lonk Hate Lunk!" He yelled. "Why Lunk get all nice tings? Floaty sammich chose Lunk, and Lunk get to talk to pretty lady and get gold stars! WHY! It not fair!"
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    Wild Foraged Foods!

    You are so creative.
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    Nika's Journal - A New Beginning

    I got a chance to start reading the newspaper tonight. It's going to take me a really long time to get through everything, but I've been clipping out the articles about Jon Ableham as I go. I'm only on the 4th issue (out of 21) and already have 6 articles.. I already have dozens of questions, but this article in particular is huge.. I did NOT remember that Jon.. as in the Jon I considered my brother.. was somehow still present in Jon Ableham. I thought my brother died when I gave him that brain in the jar... I remember Jon Ableham being a general dick and orchestrating the worgen riots (though according to the articles, DeRossi was actually behind that and how the HELL did I let DeRossi slip off my radar during all of that?) Anyway. I remembered them being two complete different 'entities'. I don't remember Jon being present after the brain incident.. This changes some things. Maybe.. I still don't think the Jon Ableham I've been seeing in Orgimmar is the same Jon Ableham as in these articles. But I need to keep reading.
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    Nika's Journal - A New Beginning

    It's been several days since I last wrote, but a lot has happened. I sent a letter to Sanctuary asking to meet with one of them. I was expecting to see Juli or Kexti, but it was actually Cerryan who agreed to meet with me. After thinking about it, I am glad it was him. He's seemed.. friendly, the times I've seen him. Or attempting to be. He was the one that tried to bid some crazy amount of gold on me at that date auction a few years ago. I still don't know why. Maybe I'll ask him someday, if I get the chance. Anyway, I'm afraid if Julilee had been the one to meet with me, she wouldn't believe me. And if it was Kex'ti, he probably wouldn't take me serious. But Cerryan listened, at least. I didn't plan out what I was going to say, because I wanted to speak from the heart in the moment. And that's what I did. I think he believes me.. but agrees that I have a long road ahead when it comes to getting others to ever trust me again. He said he'd speak to them about me, and to be patient. I haven't heard anything in several days. It 's hard to be patient, but I feel like it'll be worth it in the long run. Every day I check my mailbox, hoping to hear word. Someday.. In the meantime, I went ahead and left Borrowed Time. I tried to talk to Cobrak but he was busy, so end the end I just left them a note. I don't think any of them will really care- most of them probably don't even remember me since I was gone for a couple of years. If Sanctuary won't have me, I have no plan B. So this has to work.. I saw Jon Ableham again, only I'm not convinced it's really Jon. Things aren't adding up. I've been trying to remember all of those details, but tonight I had a great idea! I went to Dalaran and found a library to see if they had archives of old newspapers. Particularly, the Violet Eye. Turns out, they did. So I made copies of the whole collection. There were a lot more issues that I remembered. I recall there being a lot of things in there about Jon though, at some point. And a lot about myself. Some true, most false. But reading back over them might help me start putting some things together.
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    Shaelie Brightwing

    Shaelie stepped off the gangplank of the ship from Ratchet, and paused on the wooden pier of Booty Bay. it had been a long time since she had traveled here. Tonight, though, she had business. From her pocket, she pulled a folded piece of paper and studied it for a moment, then began walking again. Her eyes searched the buildings she passed, looking for the wooden sign advertising the tattoo parlor.. which should be just to the left of the tavern. Right about.. there! She spotted the weather beaten sign and pushed open the door to step inside. The goblin that greeted her spoke with her for a few minutes, as she showed him the sketch on paper that she had brought. She handed over the fairly large coin purse of gold that had been agreed upon in advance. And she wasn't surprised when he raised the price by another 45%.. the tattoo she wanted was a 'premium' design, as it turned out. And the cost of ink had increased due to shortage of supplies. And of course, overhead fees, and the like. Shaelie paid without protest. It was worth it. She settled in the chair as the goblin prepared the tattoo gun, all the while grumbling to himself that he hadn't gotten at least another 10% out of her. The needle stung, but Shaelie set her jaw and endured without protest. It was worth it. A couple of hours later, she was done. The hour had grown late, but she was ecstatic. The tattoo had come out even better than she had hoped. Turned out, the goblin was quite the artist, and worth every bit of gold, and then some. She left him with a rather generous tip. Stopping beneath a pool of light from one of the hanging lanterns overhead, she admired the piece once more. It now graced the inside of her forearm, spanning an area roughly the size of her hand. The tattoo was of a shield, leaning against a rock. The shield was gold, inlaid with deep blue filigree. The pattern was quite intricate, and if you looked closely enough, you could make out the letters M G set into the design. Propped against the shield was a large hammer that seemed to glow with a faint halo of gold light. Twisted around the handle of the hammer was a silver chain necklace, with a tiny silver hammer dangling from the end.
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    Shaelie Brightwing

    Shaelie Brightwing Age: (Would be 23 in human years) Race: Sin'Dorei Place of Residence: Currently Dragonroost Port, base of Operators for Borrowed Time. Occupation: Engineer. Philosophy: "Let the will of the wind carry you." Enemies: None currently Hobbies and Interests: Exploring, watching a storm from the treetops, sleeping under the stars, tinkering and creating new gadgets, swimming, music. Favorite food and drink: Sea Mist Rice Noodles and South Island Iced Tea. Weapons of Choice: Guns, bombs, mechanical pets. Dislikes: Not being able to conquer a challenge. Thinking she's found an undiscovered location and finding someone has gotten there first. Everyone's focus on death and killing. Description: She looks healthier than people might remember, not as scrawny and malnourished as she used to appear. Her skin looks brighter and her color is better. Her hair, which used to be long, black and tangled, is now cut to shoulder length and is chestnut brown in color. It's parted to drape over one side of her face, covering her eye. Her nose is pierced with a tiny hoop on the right side. Her clothing is usually light cloth, loose fitting for silence and ease of movement. If she carries any weapon at all, it's small and concealed. She carries a backpack slung over her shoulder, with a red bandana tied either to the strap of her backpack or looped around her belt. She has one tattoo on the inside of her forearm, roughly the size of her hand. The tattoo was of a shield, leaning against a rock. The shield was gold, inlaid with deep blue filigree. The pattern was quite intricate, and if you looked closely enough, you could make out the letters M G set into the design. Propped against the shield was a large hammer that seemed to glow with a faint halo of gold light. Twisted around the handle of the hammer was a silver chain necklace, with a tiny silver hammer dangling from the end. Unlike most Sin'dorei, she doesn't seem overly concerned with appearance- more practical in nature given her fondness of tinkering and the outdoors. Special Abilities: Exceptionally good at climbing or scaling. Trees, buildings, mountains.. everything is a challenge with the prize being to reach the top. She also indulges in free-running/parkour.. either as a necessity to give an advantage during a fight, finding a better vantage point or simply for the joy of careening over dangerously high or impractical places. Positive Personality Traits: Easily adapts to most situations, is able to 'go with the flow'. Level-headed most of the time. However.. Negative Personality Traits: She tends to be blunt, and doesn't have the best filter. Sometimes her mouth can get her into trouble. Prone to suspicion and paranoia.
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    Shaelie Brightwing

    Updated most sections, biggest change being description.
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    Nika's Journal - A New Beginning

    I'm sitting in the grass right now. Between the ridge of two hills, overlooking a farm. There's a cow in the pasture, chewing some grass. The lights are on in the farmhouse, shining through the windows, and I can smell them cooking dinner. There are crickets chirping, and an owl hooting up in the tree above me, somewhere. I used to live here. Not there, in that particular house. Micael did, though. Nearby. I've been thinking about Micael a lot lately. I'm not sure why.. But I'll be honest when I say I miss him and Mack, a hell of a lot. I think my time away got me thinking about a lot of things. And tonight really magnified that. I stopped in the Wyverns Tail. And Jon Ableham was there. I couldn't believe it. He wasn't the Jon I miss so much, though. Just the bad version of himself. He didn't know it was me, of course.. After I got over my shock of seeing him, I talked to him a bit and he said some things that confused me, and some things that sparked some memories that I couldn't quite dredge up. He mentioned Venedict being his nephew. That blew my mind. Did I know that before? Something about 'nephew' sounded familiar. But if Venedict was his nephew.. how the HELL did he end up being his ghoul? And so I came here, for answers. To Stormwind. Where this whole journey with Venedict, Jon and Micael began. In the graveyard.. I remember something about a tombstone. So I found them tonight. Christine, Venedict, Alex and David Abner.. being here did help me remember some things. But I still couldn't recall the connection between Venedict and Jon. I sort of remember Jon being here, but he was afraid of Venedict. Anyway, my thoughts are all over the place tonight. That's just part of what's on my mind. Being here, just behind the gates of Stormwind. I'm homesick. I miss being me. I miss being Nika. I remember how I used to help people. Not always.. I got into a lot of fights, even before I started doing the really horrible things. But I miss how life used to be. Before The Grim, and before my life changed. And before I ruined other people's lives, and destroyed families. My biggest regret in life is something that will always haunt me. It's what I did in Theramore... when I poisoned all those soldiers. I wish I could rip that day out of my life, and out of my memories. All those families and kids that no longer have fathers because of me. Fathers that didn't even get to die honorably, in battle. They didn't even get a chance to make a difference, or to be heroes. They were meant to die doing courageous things, making a difference in the world. Stories would be written about the battles they fought, and how they sacrificed their lives to make life safer for the people they cared about. But instead, they ate poisoned bread and choked to death. For nothing. That wasn't supposed to be their legacy. Hardly anyone knows about that. It's the thing I'm most ashamed of. I wonder about those families now. Whatever became of them? I feel like that's what I'm supposed to do, now. Help people. Make a difference, somehow. I don't want to fight anymore. I don't want to kill people. I can't change or take back every person that I hurt or killed. But maybe I can change something for other people, going forward. It's funny.. as I was sitting here behind Stormwind, thinking about all of this. At first I was wishing I could go back. But that wouldn't help anything, either. So I was wishing that I could somehow help people on both sides. Not just one or the other. And I was wishing there was some guild that was neutral, and that does help people on both sides. And then I remembered that there is.. Sanctuary. That's hard to wrap my head around, as much as I hated and fought against them in the past.. but that was also when I was consumed by The Grim.. and the most important thing to me was to prove myself to them. But time has passed. And you know what? I already did. And I don't care anymore. I'm not sure what I'm going to do yet. I'm not sure if Borrowed Time and Sanctuary are on good terms, or bad. I'm not sure if I want to stay with Borrowed Time but also help Sanctuary. if they'd even have me. Which is a stretch. A big one.
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    Nika's Journal - A New Beginning

    It's been a long time since I picked this journal up. I had forgotten about it, actually. It's barely even been used. Too bad I don't have my old journals, anymore... That's what's been on my mind a lot, lately. The past.. I guess it's sort of what brought me back. I had considered myself retired for what.. a couple of years now? Has it been that long? According to this journal, it has been. I traveled for awhile. Sometimes I just pick a direction and keep going until I find a spot that feels right. This time, it was an abandoned fishing shack in a bayou. It was run down and the boards were warped from moisture, and it had an entire colony of critters living inside. But as soon as I saw it, I knew it was home. At least for awhile. I fixed it up a little, and spent my days exploring the area, or fishing. Or sometimes just sitting on a rocking chair on the front porch, listening to nature. It was nice for awhile. I took a picture of it before I left. Maybe someday I'll find it again. But now I'm back. And I'm not entirely sure what the plan is. But like I said, a lot of things from the past have been on my mind, and I feel like there are some things I need to do. A lot of things I need to figure out how to fix, or make up for. Not sure how that's going to pan out, just yet...
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    Rylie Tattersall

    Full Name: Rylie Tattersall Nicknames: Ry-Ry Date of Birth: October 6th Age: 14 Race: Human Gender: Female Hair: Mid-length, blonde. Skin: Fair Eyes: Blue Height: 4'9" Weight: 90 Place of residence: Stormwind Place of Birth: Elwynn Forest Known Relatives: None living. Religion/Philosophy: Follows the Light. Her philosophy also is to 'not let the tea stains set in', something she picked up on from Kex'ti. In her mind, this basically means that you should be quick to repay your debts, be they in the form of kindness or a favor, before too much time has passed. Occupation: To be determined Group/Guild affiliation: Twilight Empire Guild Rank: Citizen Allies: Mythiis, Borrowed Time, Sanctuary Enemies: Tazzuk, The Grim Family: Orphan, adopted by Julilee and Kexti Likes: Cooking, playing outside with friends, meeting new people, seeing new places, fishing, pirates. Favorite Foods: Moonbrook Riot Taffy, Redridge Goulash, Cinnamon Twist Bread Favorite Drinks: Fuzzy Pear Cider Favorite Colors: Pink, tangerine orange Weapons of Choice: She's a bit young for such things, although she is training with a staff. Dislikes: Rude people, not being listened to, bullies. Hobbies: Fishing, exploring, listening to music, collecting plushies. Physical Features: She's a fairly small girl, but strong for her age, as a result of growing up in a logging camp. She has sky blue eyes and mid length blonde hair that falls to her shoulders. There is a faint scar marring one cheek. Although light, it's fairly long, stretching from her checkbone to her jaw. Special Abilities: She's an exceptional cook, for a girl her age. Positive Personality Traits: She wants to believe the best of everyone, and is willing to give most people a chance. She's also not afraid to work and help out. Negative Personality Traits: She is a little too trusting and naive. She also may have some trouble keeping secrets.. Misc. Quirks: She bites her nails when she is scared or nervous. Art by
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    TNG Con... 2018!

    I just want to point out that as far as New Orleans is concerned- the idea was to definitely go during off season when the weather is great, the prices are lower and it's not as full of tourists. Absolutely not during Mardi Gras.
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    Wild Foraged Foods!

    There are ways to monetize your blog, yes. There are a lot of articles and youtube videos how to do this. Here are a couple. Also, most bloggers these days use their phones! No professional camera needed. There are articles on how to edit your cellphone photos also.
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    Wild Foraged Foods!

    I remember last year you were doing the bug recipes. You REALLY need to be doing a food blog because your photos, presentation and ideas are outstanding. Frankly, you should consider doing a cookbook also. But definitely blog.
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    RHTN Usability Poll

    I took the poll, but it has too many abbreviations. Is WQ = world quest? And what is LVM?
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    TNG Con 2017!

    I did a blog.
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    Some Writing Tips

    Misuse of 'weary' is a pet peeve of mine. That being said, I've been misusing 'phased' for years.
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    Break the Bones (set them right again)

    (I love Shokkra so much)
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    The Mystery Auction Extravaganza

    I loved reading these descriptions, thanks for posting them! Also, LOL- who wrote Kiannis' card?
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    TNG Con 2017!

    *Dances with Sinlanna* Roomie!