My absence

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My absence

Postby Saora on Mon May 09, 2011 5:04 pm

Greetings Nature's Grasp,

As you might remember, but probably won't, I'm Saora Silvershade. Gandrella and I joined in late 2010. Due to problems in real life, I had to quit WoW. My stay with Nature's Grasp was therefore rather short. I suddenly left, without ever stating a reason why, and I am sorry for that. I should have left a message, but at the time, I simply didn't think of doing so.

So again, my apologies.

Now that I am able to play WoW again, I can't wait to start. Unfortanately though, my account has been hacked. The hacker deleted all my contacts and left the guild, and I have yet to see what else he/she has been doing.

I'm currently trying to fix this, so that I can play as soon as possible once again. I just thought I'd give you a heads-up, before I crash right in to WoW.

Hoping to meet you guys soon in-game!

I was unsure where to post my IC absence, so I'll just do it right here.

As Gandrella and I arrived at the Silvershade estate, my father invited us in quickly. He had this weird look in his eyes, the one he'd always have when something big was on his mind. I patiently waited for my father to tell what was on his mind. And indeed, he did, during dinner. He had been in contact with a man, who lived north. Father spoke fast and it was hard to understand what he was trying to say, but the man was a mage. And also, he was prepared to train me. So, before I could finish my moonberry juice, I was on my way with an escort, to the mage. Looking back to it, I barely had time to put on my travelling cloak. Something was wrong with my father.

After a long travel I arrived at the mage's house. Or atleast, the sign said it was a house. I looked upon a small wooden hut, overgrown with vines and what not. The nausiating smell of rotten fruit filled my nose. I knocked on the wooden planks called a door. Of course after I had taken off my gloves, that is. On the positive side, as soon as the door opened, I knew where the smell was coming from. A grey-beared small human stoof before me. My days with my new 'trainer' had begun.

One hour after my escort returned to the Silvershade estate, it came to me that Orogan, the grey-beared human, was not going to train me. I also found out that I was un-able to leave the house. The magic that forbade me from doing so was new to me, and I had never felt anything like it before. I was locked. As I tried to un-do this new spell, while Orogan was away from the house, the weird magic that stopped me from leaving this house, also had stopped me from using any magic, or so I found out.

Soon I spent my days in a special corner, specially arranged for me. I was powerless to him and the consequences for doing anything that was not allowed were horrible. I still wear the scars from his tortures, from the time I tried to talk(he didn't allow me to do so). He would occasionally give me some water to drink. Then, the testing began. He would feed me weird-colored substances, to test my reaction on them. Soon after the tests began, I fell in to a dream-state. I barely remember what happened from there on. Months passed.

One day, when Orogan was not in the house, I woke up. My nails had grown long, and so had my hair. I wiped my filthy hairs away from my face, and looked around. Nothing had changed much, except for the fact that Orogan wasn't around. The last few tests had not been as bad as before, and one actually made me feel a little better. I suddenly realised the barrier was gone. It had probably cost him a lot of energy to keep the barrier up, so he discarded it as soon as I fell in the dream state. I noticed there was food on the table, and I realised how hungry I was. By the time I finished my small meal, I had thought up a plan.

Too bad the plan didn't work out quite as well as I hoped it would. Orogan was dead anyway, but it would have been quite a show, if I had taken him down with some nice spells. I guess the bread knife worked well aswell, though. I opened the door, and stepped outside. The hot sun blinded me, and I felt alone without the comforting trees that were usually around me.

I had escaped and Orogan was dead. I felt like it was time for a new travelling cloak.
Saora
 
Posts: 5
Joined: Thu Dec 16, 2010 9:00 pm
Character: Saora
Realm: Defias Brotherhood
Class: Mage

Re: My absence

Postby Saora on Tue May 10, 2011 2:09 pm

Update: My WoW is working again!
Saora
 
Posts: 5
Joined: Thu Dec 16, 2010 9:00 pm
Character: Saora
Realm: Defias Brotherhood
Class: Mage


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