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About Aphraelle

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  • Birthday 10/10/1964
  1. <p>I wanna contribute to the <em>Fixing Things</em> thread but I'm not sure how...</p>

  2. <p>Oh, NOW there is a thread! It's called "Fixing Things."</p>

  3. <p>Ah, it was an in-game conversation I had this morning with a certain attorney of mine.</p>

  4. <p>Dahling, sordid plots are what I do. <img src="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/biggrin.png" alt=":D" srcset="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/biggrin@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20" /> I goes reading it now. <img src="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/smile.png" alt=":)" srcset="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/smile@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20" /></p>

    <p>Edit: Or perhaps not? Where is this plot of which you speak? Or is it only in-game?</p>

  5. <p>I just dragged you into a sordid plot. I do hope you don't mind!</p>

  6. <p><span>Buon cumpleanno Signore Barr!</span></p>

  7. <p>Happy birthday!</p>

  8. <p>Congratulations~</p>

    <p>You survived another year!</p>

  9. The Thalassian writing is still shaky, but firmer than in the preceding entry. Feeling a little stronger today. Peeled back the cover from the mirror to assess the damage... Gods, I look so old. The healer assures me it's temporary - I have no choice but to hope he knows what he's talking about. The Draenei nurse is pleasant, although she talks constantly without seeming to realize, or perhaps care, that I understand at best one word in ten of what she says, and that on a good day. It annoys me sometimes, that the wretched woman cannot seem to shut up for one whole minute at a stretch, but mostly it's a companionable background noise that fades in and out of my consciousness. The healer says I may be able to leave my room in a few days to go for a short walk, if I understand the nurse correctly. I wonder if Dalaran has much changed. Probably not. I must find some warm robes and a veil, even these rooms feel chilly to me.
  10. <p>That was beautiful : ) Being from a Maritime state and hearing just about all the ghost stories about light houses and widows walks in all the old houses on the coast, it really touched me. I'm reminded of some of the things that make this state home. Thanks for that.</p>

  11. <p>"Signsinging" - "


    <div class="ipsEmbeddedVideo"><div><iframe width="459" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/WUnPo2mTI9c?feature=oembed" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="true"></iframe></div></div>" - Nickel <strong>Creek</strong> not Nickel<strong>back</strong>, because I wouldn't do that. <img src="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/smile.png" alt=":)" srcset="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/smile@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20" /><p>Includes glosses as well as just English. Beautiful. Sad. Watch it.</p>

  12. The Thalassian handwriting is scratchy, shaky, almost illegible in spots. They tell me I have been ill for months, lying here in Dalaran with fever. "A sickness," they say, "perhaps a new one. You have been very sick, Lady." An illness. So they say. I know better. Poison, I am sure of it. I mentioned it once and the healer patted me on the head - damn his condescension! - and asked me who would wish to harm a pretty lady like myself. He may know healing but he clearly has no inkling of Sin'dorei politics. The nurse has given me this little notebook. She is kind, though strange. A draenei - they are all strange, perhaps. Her Orcish is minimal, my Common even worse, so communication is slow and difficult. I had to mime writing before she understood what I wanted and brought me this book and stylus. I must sleep now, already I tire. The nurse has covered the mirror, as I asked - I cannot bear to look at myself now, weak and haggard like an old woman. More later, when I can.
  13. <p>whurr you been huh??! Aphraelle = one o'th'best RPers EVAR!</p>

  14. <p>We misses you. T_T</p>

  15. <p>/noms your...your...GLASSES! @.@ Then braids your hair and makes you sing Willie Nelson!</p>