Dragon of Nightmare

[Aldrannath]

The signs are clear. We must go to face the Dragon at Bough Shadow, without delay. We gather at the outpost of Forest Song; be ready, brothers and sisters. To kill any Dragon is a terrible deed, but we are commanded, and it must be done.

((This will take the place of our regular Rite, next Wednesday at 20.00 if that's okay with everyone? This is your last chance to ask for a different date.

I'll assume Celegil is scouting ahead in Bough Shadow, so we can gather in Forest Song to RP before Cel gets online. We'll perform the Rite of Sacrifice for the first time before we fight the Dragon herself.

If we fail to kill the Dragon, we fail to kill the Dragon IC. So read up the strategy for Emeriss on wowwiki, and be ready. Raid bosses are no piece of cake, even at level 80. In theory it should be possible for even the lowbies to survive the fight, but the higher your level, the more useful you will be.))

[Aldrannath]

I've put it on the calendar now. See you all on Wednesday, starting around 19.30 at Forest Song.

[Aldrannath]

Hm, well, that turned out rather differently from what we had in mind, but it was still cool RP. We'll schedule the same again for next week, location to be announced at the last minute, depending on where we can find a Dragon of Nightmare that hasn't been killed before we got there. ;D In the meantime, please do RP out your various find-the-Dragon missions when you have a minute, and we'll do what we can to tie it all together. The Dragon could in theory be flitting from place to place all the time, so it doesn't matter if more than one person finds "it".

[Aldrannath]

The Dragon is gone, and the signs are hard to read. Remulos has asked us to seek out and destroy this poor mad creature, if we can - but the brood of Ysera are swift and elusive. Let us folllow what signs we can see, then; corrupted Dragonkin have been seen in the east too, in the mountainous land known as the Hinterlands. There, too, are trolls - and the omens have spoken of Kaldorei killing trolls.

Let us Hunt there, then, and see what signs Malorne finds us worthy to receive, who set our feet blindly but trustingly in His Way.

((Next step in the story: we gather this Thursday to make the trip to the Hinterlands together. Once we get there, the Hunt will begin. Next week's Rite of the Hunt (or possibly Tranquility - Delenthia and Liruel are still in the queue) will be in the east.))

[Aldrannath]

After such a grim journey, it does these old bones good to be among clean, green mountains again. This is an old land, with eyes and ears; a watchful land. Malorne himself once walked here.

Let us hunt, then, and see what He finds us worthy to see.

((We've made the journey and arrived in the Hinterlands; those who couldn't join us for that episode presumably travel there separately. Next Wednesday's Rite will be in the Hinterlands; I'll have a look around for a suitable spot. In the meantime, please do RP your Hunt, if you get a chance. I hope to catch a few of you at the weekend to inject some extra plottiness of my own.

Hey, tonight's travel event was great fun! First time I've RP'd such a long journey; I was very pleased with how it turned out. Thanks to all those who made it.))

[Aldrannath]

New signs have come to light. We must travel south at once. Let us gather at the Twilight Grove, to speak of what we have learned. Then, our road leads onward to the Swamp of Sorrows.

((That's right, it's back to being swamp elves again. All will be explained (more or less) on Wednesday.))

[Shanna Tenderleaf]

(( I hope I have put this in the right place))

It felt strange. Like a kind of pulsing from beneath the ground. Not only did attract the young Druidess but a few of the woodland animals. The Druidess approaches and sits in the centre of the power and is instantly pushed into the emerald dream..

She was not scared, as she has been here many times before. However she was not use to being shunted this way.
She looked around at the forest. In here it felt serine and quiet, She did not know what made her look up but she did.. She saw the eyes, the head, the teeth. “I SEE YOU!”
She was not use to seeing others in the dreaming, as least not ones that have this affect.
“I see you also. And I will not cower from you!” The dream seemed to change and again she was shunted further into the dream. She had never gone this deep before.
From all around her she could hear and feel the voice.
“Where Earth and water are one the beginning of a new dawn will come. For we see with eyes closed that a Dragon has arose to see the edge of home.
A forest will burn in the light and a tree of life will seed a new branch for those of faith.
Choices will have to be made and a faithful will fall and arise as one of the old."

She felt a gentle breeze and felt lifted as a feather caught on the wind.
She opened her eyes and was back.

[Aldrannath]

((Yes, good call Tenderleaf.

The Circle's orders are to prioritise the Dragon, and stop faffing around with trolls and who-knows-what-else. So we'll be off to get that Dragon at the first opportunity, probably next week. Our success with Omen was reasonably encouraging. :-) ))

[Vennidaar Moonshaft]

(( just read these posts, has this storyline been completed? I don't mind scouting about between locations watching forthem if not ))

[Aldrannath]

((Oops, excellent question! We killed the Dragon in March, as you can see if you read back through "The Windings of the Way". The story, however, is not over; that Dragon marked the beginning of the trail that has led us to Naxxramas, and will reach its end, soon, in Ulduar.))

Long have the daughters of Ysera danced among the timeless forests of the Dream. That our own hands brought this one to her final stillness was a crime and a horror to the Druids among us; half-sensed and one-tenth understood by the young ones whose bows and blades sang to her last, crippled dance. Yet soon, Elune willing, we go to face the thing that brought her so low, that maddened her and forced us to end her by the Circle's command. Vengeance, of a kind.

It is a bitter balm on an open wound.