Nomeni

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  1. Thanks for all the warm welcomes! It having been so long, it's taking a while to update character sheets appropriately. Significantly younger me had..interesting ideas, lets say. I'll try and actually get involved once I get all that settled.
  2. Hi there! According to my last posts on any character, I've been away from the community for around eight years now(end BC). I've made a few pit stops just to play the story for about a month each during Cata, MoP, and early in WoD, but never really tried to reconnect. Decided to try to change that up this go around. Anyway, I'm not sure who all is still around from then or which character would be the most recognizable, but it would probably be either this guy or Kreyen, my blood elf hunter. Additionally if it helps, most of my time was spent in The Crimson Watch(Vanilla), and Sanctuary(BC). If not, it'll be fun to meet people either way. For me it's just cool to see how much is still around.
  3. <p><strong>NOM NOM NOM</strong></p>

  4. <p>Well, if nothing else you should get your gold back - just tell them to send it to Moknim. I'll keep it safe...</p>

    <p>Bummer about the accounts. We could have done the crit-chicken dance together.</p>

  5. <p>Nope. My accounts got hacked, and unless some blizzard rep gets on the phone with me in the next 5 minutes I'm just not going to care.</p>

  6. <p>YOU WERE HERE.</p>

    <p>You are one step from being back to the WoWs...</p>

  7. <p>I see you thar!</p>

  8. <p>lol, I've been busy trying to make sure that I keep HOPE lately. I don't really have to worry about it until next semester, but I'd really prefer not to dig myself into a hole I can't get out of. <img src="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/laugh.png" alt="xD" srcset="<fileStore.core_Emoticons>/emoticons/laugh@2x.png 2x" width="20" height="20" /></p>

  9. <p>There were days when Nomeni played WoW.</p>

    <p>Now those days are gone, I cry sad panda tears for the loss of Nomeni.</p>

  10. <p>Hey I remember you! We were friends once...</p>

    <p>Then you disappeared off of the face of the planet.</p>

  11. <p>I dunno yet. There's an party for AIESEC tonight, and after that I'm supposed to go downtown.</p>

    <p>Just curious about the music because my grandfather does a decent amount of bluegrass around town.</p>

  12. <p>Happy Birthday - I played jazz, bluegrass, folk, southern rock...a little bit of everything.</p>

    <p>What time tonight? I think we are going to Cine for a film...dunno though.</p>

  13. Garinth rose from kneeling, his sightless gaze falling to the corpse of the human beneath him. One of the many sick and homeless of Shattrath, the young shaman knew his efforts were akin to holding water in his hands. There was little he could do for many, who no longer had a home and were crippled by one force or another that had decided to ravage the people of Outlands. Some lived for days, others for weeks after they had been brought into the relative safety of the city. He waved a hand for the two attendants with him to begin moving the body away, knowing that he still had many to look to before his work was yet finished. His thoughts drifted as he braced himself on his walking stick, moving slowly across the broken tile and stone. There were so many things that required attention, to say nothing of his own needs. The children would require an escort into Terrokar for their field trip, and at least half a dozen medicines needed to be made for the sick and ailing. Most importantly though, it was time to make his whereabouts known and ascertain his next trial. His current teacher was an interesting one to say the least. His tasks involved less action, and far more introspection. The half-orc often found himself consulting the elements more and more as he continued to complete trials, getting a much better feel for the instinctual pull. Given, it was much easier in Shattrath, or anywhere in Outlands. The elements veritably screamed at those who could hear them. He knew, or at least he thought he knew what the purpose of coming to Outlands was. For every scream from the earth below him, there was a whisper from the air, a lull in the roar of the water, or a moment of silence as the flames settled to nothing more than a candle's. What was important was not to hear one, but to recognize each, and understand their meaning to the whole of his action. Balance, first and foremost, was the path he must travel upon. There was no way to trust his visions, for others to trust in his guidance, or to be sure that his use of the elements was the proper path without hearing every voice, every tiny beat in the endless song that wove through everything. A chuckle emerged from his throat, the rapid pitter-patter of tiny feet pulling him from his thoughts. Color blasted into his mind for a split second, the image of a small elven child flying through the air etching deeply into his thoughts. He stopped and leaned down, opening his arms for the child to jump into, "Good morning Kaelith." A split second later the child hit his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck as he caught her. "Uncle Garinth!" she cried in delight, "How do you always know its me?" The half-orc laughed and set the child down, taking a knee. "I've told you before little elf-child, I don't need to see you to know who's about to try and tackle me." The faint sound of shuffling feet on stone caught his ears, "Good morning to you as well Toya." He smiled, knowing well the small elf's shy partner in crime, "What mischief are you two up to this morning? Hopefully not harassing the Matron too much are you?" He chuckled as he heard quick whipping sound of Kaelith's pigtails against the side of her head, "Nuh-uh!" replied the little girl indignantly, "We haven't bothered her all day! Been chasing chickens!" The young shaman raised both eyebrows and nodded, "You have have you?" He paused to stand, moving a hand out to muss the child's hair, "Well make sure to stay out of the way of any adventurers, I don't want to have to beat anyone up." The small troll finally laughed, "Choo couldn' 'urt anyone Mistah Fa'Seeh." "Mmmm...that has yet to be seen Toya. Nobody's gotten run over yet, so I haven't had to try have I?" Garinth chuckled and leaned on his walking stick, "You two run along and stay safe, I'll see you both this afternoon after I finish checking in on everyone alright?" He smiled as he heard their quick movements, which he could only assume to be nods. After the sound of tiny running feet dissipated he sighed contentedly and raised his head, gazing sightlessly into the mist that hung over the city.
  14. <p>Also, what types of music did you play? >.></p>

  15. <p>What are you doing next Friday?</p>