[pre-story] Hey there, squish here, with the continuation of Rhuno's adventures across Azeroth! The story, and the chapter, chosen by my faithful patrons! This installment takes our hero to a remote corner of The Blasted Lands. This one's takes off a little slow, I really wanted to get some character development in there, and it ended up taking more space th...
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Anduin was sitting at the base of a podium that had been erected in front of the memorial to his father and everyone else who had fallen during the disastrous attack on the Broken Shore. It felt like yesterday that he had announced the end of the Burning Legion there, now he was about to announce to the world something entirely different. In a chair right n...
Soulbinder Nyamii descended the front steps of Auchindoun with a warm smile and even warmer open arms. "Commander Pinter," the Draenei priestess said as she took Pinter's hands and kissed her cheeks. "So wonderful to see you." "Of course I would come, Nyamii," Pinter said. "Anything the Exarchs need." Balthus, Voren, and Fitzlenoob stood behind Pinter on...
The garrison's wooden walls lined the hill like a crown. Watch posts on each corner held a commanding view of the forest, the approaching paths, and the ocean to the west. It was prime real estate in Spires of Arak, the perfect location to defend and hold against an onslaught of marauding Orcs or Ogres. It was the first Alliance foothold in Draenor, and you...
This story takes place in the World of Warcraft universe. These characters, locations etc belong to Blizzard Entertainment. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The shimmering blue swirl materialized in the center of the circular room. Guards lined the circumference of the room watching the portal materialize; each of them adorned in blue and silver armor and a gol...
It was amazing what kind of effect the willing enslavement of the night elves had on every part of Stormwind. For a very important base, the economy was booming with people having extra hands on their work whatever it may be. Night elves were a physically strong people. As such, they were perfect to take care of all the hard labor the war effort demanded. O...
The wagon bounced over the unsteady pavement of Duskwood's roads. After having ridden a gryphon to Darkshire, he had quickly related the good news. The local people had been quite nervous when everything suddenly felt less gloomy and hostile. Thanks to years of being harassed by giant spiders, undead and worgen, they had understandably become wary of anythin...
Genn Greymane entered his chambers -- naked as the custom of Stormwind had become. It wasn't an impressive lodging, at least when it came to the dwelling place of a king. A bedroom, a study, a balcony and a bathroom, that was just about everything inside. Outside of a Gilnean flag, barely anything marked that Genn was living here. "You should decorate more,...
Authors Note: This story takes place in the World of Warcraft universe shortly after the events of Wrath of the Lich King. This is action/adventure erotic story with scenes of violence in addition to scenes of sex. Enjoy! I never went back to the Exodar. It beckoned me still too close to the crown of the world. The chill of Azuremyst isle offered me no co...