#Blacktalon Agents

[doctordragon]

My boy, your path of destruction is self assured

#world of warcraft #wow #wrathion #dragonflight #anduin wrynn #kalecgos #blacktalon agents

[mistswoven]

Looking for Contact - Verena Sun'rael

「 general information 」

FULL NAME: Verena Iren Sun’rael

NICKNAME(S): V, Doc

TITLE(S): Agent, Doctor, The Jade Dagger, The Good Doctor

AGE: 177

DATE OF BIRTH: April 16th

RACE: Elf (Thalassian)

GENDER: Female, cisgender.

PRONOUNS: She/Her

ORIENTATION: Bisexual

MARITAL STATUS: Single, never married.

PROFESSION(S): Surgeon, doctor, mistweaver, Blacktalon agent, member of the Order of the Broken Temple.

LANGUAGES: Thalassian, Common, Pandaren, Sign, Draconic.

「 physicality & appearance 」

HAIR: Blonde with muted pink streaks; lightly wavy, shoulder length.

EYES: Misty teal

HEIGHT: 5’7”

BUILD: Mesomorphic; muscular and athletic.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS:

A jagged scar that cuts over and around the outer edge of her right eye; the eye itself is unharmed.

A small cut to the left of cupid’s bow on her upper lip.

A tattoo of a cherry blossom branch wound around both biceps up to her shoulders.

COMMON ACCESSORIES:

Simple silver earrings, often asymmetrical

One large earring made to look like a cherry blossom branch with intact blooms; it stretches up the length of her right ear

A nose piercing, right side, silver.

「 personality & traits 」

A searing pride scorches the very ground she walks, confidence radiating from her like the heat that comes immediately after. She's fiery, vibrant and powerful. Though not quite a social butterfly, Verena is certainly rather outgoing and won't shy away from striking up or engaging in a conversation. Self-assured in her abilities, it can sometimes be hard for her to back down from a challenge - and the stubborn streak certainly doesn't help matters. Though often rather down to earth and with a colorful sense of humor, one would think that a switch was flipped with how quickly she can become serious should a given situation call for it.

There's a certain charm that she's adopted; she wields it like a weapon, one nearly as deadly as her fists. Her hospitality and kindness will last as long as one behaves the same in turn. The moment that changes, it's pure venom from then on.

Want to know more? Interact or RP!

「 personal information 」

HOBBIES: Poetry, painting, meditation, hiking, reading, painting, swimming, studying, exercising.

SKILL(S): Practical and magical medicine, skilled martial artist, practiced tactician, fast learner, extensive anatomical knowledge, [REDACTED].

RESIDENCE: Varies

BIRTHPLACE: Quel’Thalas

AFFILIATIONS: The Blacktalons, The Blackheart Accord, [REDACTED] (former), [REDACTED] (former)

「 relations 」

SPOUSE: 

None.

CHILDREN: 

None.

PARENTS: 

Jenir Sun’rael, father. Unknown.

Sena Sun’rael, mother. Unknown.

SIBLINGS:

Eriesh Sun’rael, brother. Alive.

Lyrina Sun’rael, sister. Deceased.

Amora Sun’rael, sister. Alive.

Saeus Sun’rael, brother. Alive.

Kaethis Sun’rael, brother. Alive.

OTHER RELATIVES:

None

PETS/COMPANIONS/FAMILIARS:

None

「 habits & vices」

SMOKING:  never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

DRUGS: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

ALCOHOL: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

「 hooks」

Surgical Precision: A skilled Doctor and surgeon with a degree, Verena has treated many patients over the years in hospitals and even out on the field of battle. Anyone currently or previously involved with the military, civilians, monks, or Black Talons could have been treated by her at one point or another.

Black Talons: A current Blacktalon assassin and agent, V has traveled all over Azeroth and beyond to gather, seek and locate various bits of information ranging from a simple overheard conversation to a relic or two. Those of a similar occupation, drakes or Dracthyr of the Black Dragonflight could easily recognize her for this.

Isn't it odd, though, that she's just a Blacktalon agent? One does not simply become an agent; Wrathion hires talent. Maybe there's more to this.

Red Crane, Jade Serpent: At every given opportunity, Verena will speak of her time in Pandaria - working, training, fighting, the whole package. Monks, or those who lived, worked, trained or fought on the Isle could certainly recognize her from there; she spent a number of years training under a pair of Pandaren monk masters.

Woven in the Mists: Perhaps it's just a rumor, or maybe there's more to it. Though a skilled combatant and combat medic in her own right, whispers constantly swirl around a more unique style that she employs; one that can be used to harm instead of heal. Maybe due to the ramifications of using this method of mistweaving, or something else entirely, there will occasionally be lightning-like teal patterns up and down her arms. This results from an excess of chi use.

Sting like a Killer Bee: Despite her calm disposition and training as a mistweaver, Verena is known for a rather aggressive and punishing fighting style. It would be best described as orthodox Muay Thai combined with Wing Chun and Taekwondo.

Neutral Party: Verena does not identify with the Alliance or the Horde, and simply chooses to remain neutral. Though once a firm and unwavering member of the Alliance, her time and training as a monk seems to have changed her perspective on the faction war.

「 other/ooc 」

FACE REFERENCE(S): Elizabeth Lail

VOICE REFERENCE(S): Morena Baccarin as Black Canary (JLU)

ALIGNMENT: Neutral

SERVER(S): Moon Guard (A), Wyrmrest Accord (H)

OTHER:

This character is completely neutral, and thus has a Horde and an Alliance counterpart.

I will not interact/roleplay with minors or anyone under the age of 18. 21+ preferred.

I will not write with godmodders (ex. never misses a hit and never gets hit, their character is so overpowered that they’re basically a god and can’t ever lose, etc).

Art Album Here

#looking for contact #lfc #looking for rp #world of warcraft original character #boosts appreciated #lfrp #looking for roleplay #wow oc #rp #wow rp #moon guard #wyrmrest accord #warcraft oc #verena sun'rael #doctor sun'rael

[little-shiny-sharpies]

Never gonna get over that Blacktalon agent helping at the engineer table in Valdrakken by. Hammering the wrong end of a screw.

#shiny speaks

[legendaryevokercupcake]

Reasons I support Wrathion

We have no proof that Sabellian is uncorrupted

Wrathion is bad at his job but at least he actually tries to do it. Sabellian left the planet and only came back when WRATHION had made sure it was safe.

Wrathion cares about Azeroth.

Sabellian served Deathwing for many years. Not Neltharion, DEATHWING. We don't know how many awful things he did in that time.

Wrathion looks like Medivh and I fucking love Medivh. It does not bode well for Anduin, though.

Wrathion slice and diced N'zoth. That takes hella balls.

His horrible sins were committed when he was an actual toddler. Like, he was three when Kairoz opened the Dark Portal.

He's baby. (No explanation)

His voice.

He helped us. We helped him. We have history.

His lesbian adoptive moms, Right and Left (ICONS)

I wanna see more of him, Kalec and Nozdormu bonding (Non romantic please, Wrathion is a child)

My 5 main alts are a mage who kins him, a priest who is literally a Blacktalon agent, a Blue Dragon who got trapped with the Dracthyr, a druid who wants to pretend to be his mom (he needs it XD) and a monk who goes with anything the druid says.

I just love Wrathion.

#Wrathion #Sabellian #Wrathion vs. Sabellian #Back on my pro Wrathion propeganda #Is it propaganda if it's true #world of warcraft #warcraft #neltharion #dragonflight

[fence-macabre]

Scales of Eidolon - Finale

The Lost Glacier faded away like a lost dream, left behind in the frigid and death-filled waters of the North Sea and once again shrouded in a heavy mist of frost. Would anyone truly know of the great deed Fence Macabre had been part of? Would anyone believe them? A blink and everyone was back on the shores of the Burnished Mire.

Stepping back into the Inn, bustling with unusual business, Fence Macabre is met with many familiar faces. Word traveled fast across the small scattering of islands of the resounding success on the Lost Glacier - and of Fence Macabre’s soon departure back to the mainland.

The Scales of Eidolon were all present, as well as Salix. On one side of the inn, Salix and his mother Vivistrasza were conversing with Barclay and Zaïd from the Explorers’ League. The other side of the room were the trio of elderly tarasek - Kisha, Elash, and Tessk - unsure to be around so many of the other dragonflights but happy to see their friends off.

Remington approaches Ilvaia,

“So why’d ya keep bein’ one ‘a the Blacktalons under wraps? Coulda just told us right from the start and would’ve given us more confidence in our deal.”

Ilvaia admits that she assumed that Fence Macabre had already figured her out, but she was mistaken. She explains further that the locals know of her as a Blacktalon deserter.

“I left Wrathion’s service a year ago. I only recently arrived back in the Dragon Isles.

At first I attempted to make the Mire a safe place for Wrathion and Sabellian subordinates to get away from the infighting … Of course, the second I was recognized people from both sides began comin’ at me. The Blacktalons were fearful that I might reveal Wrathion’s secrets, and Sabellian’s people wanted those secrets.

I’m sure you noticed some of my visitors were sometimes … unruly.”

Ilvaia laments on the discovery that her brother Fahrad had been slain by Wrathion many years prior and his genocide against the Obsidian flight - becoming disillusioned by Wrathion and being unfamiliar with Sabellian. She disappeared into Hillsbrad in pursuit to recover her brother’s remains and those of Mostrasz - in turn, gaining the trust of the Gilded Caldera’s Ruby dragons. Ilvaia digresses … She feels comforted in her grief being channeled into something she believes Fahrad would be proud of.

Ilvaia further points out that the parcel Fence Macabre has been carrying the entire time wasn’t even from a Blacktalon agent - the parcel isn’t sealed correctly. She empties the contents of it, revealing sand and worthless shore rocks.

It seems Fence has been misled from the very beginning.

Ilvaia chucks the bag up into the darkness of one of the upper bunks in the inn.

“Is that the best you can do?”

A hand reaches out to snatch the empty bag and a figure jumps down - it’s Balisonria - the young elven woman who stowed away on Fiona’s Pride and gave Fence Macabre the parcel at Sterling Reach!

Balisonria asks how Ilvaia knew she was up there and Ilvaia retorts that Bali is sloppy at sneaking. Balisonria scoffs and then formally introduces herself as a young black drake who was waiting around for a Blacktalon agent to reveal themselves. Ilvaia asks if she still wants to meet with the Blacktalons. Bali shakes her head.

“No. I think I heard enough. Ain’t interested in meetin’ the Black Prince anymore.”

She pays Fence properly with gleaming, illimited diamonds. Each one could easily pay for year’s worth of wages and then some. No more tricks, no more deception.

Ilvaia smirks at the young drake. “So what now, Little Flint?”

Balisonria thinks on this question for a moment.

“I dunnae. I never thought it’d turn out this way. Guess I gotta come up with another plan and figure some o’ me stuff out first.

In the meantime, can I stay with ye?”

“As long as you like.”

The rest of the evening is filled with cheer, good food, cold drinks, and promises of meeting again among new lifelong friends.

For some of the Fence Macabre, the longing for home overwhelms any other feeling. For others, this is only the beginning, the igniting spark of bigger adventures abound of what else awaits on the Dragon Isles.

But, for this chapter, we draw to a close.

Fence Macabre will remember these glorious days fondly. Times of overcoming hardships, stepping up to challenges, forging friendships, mending hearts, saving souls… but most importantly - having a hand in the creation of something truly and wonderfully spectacular.

The Scales of Eidolon.

#scales of eidolon

[renaultmograine]

bold move for a zandalari troll blacktalon agent to tell me that ive "fought and trained together" with him as if he is a named character, we'll see if it pays off.

#warcraft

[xashrunnerx]

OVERVIEW ➤

Name: Courtenza Ashsworn

Nickname: ‘Courty’

Age: Adult, Born November 16th

Species: Sin’dorei

Status: Alive

Titles/Alias:

Agent of The Black Prince

The Scorpion

Sharpshooter

Occupation:

Blacktalon Agent

Sniper

Marksman

Gunsmith

Ravenholdt Assassin (Formerly)

Uncrowned Spy (Formerly)

Affiliation:

Wrathion, The Black Prince

The Horde

The Sin’dorei

The Ravenholdt Assassins (Formerly)

The Uncrowned (Formerly)

Family:

Silas Ashsworn - Father †

Ambrosia Ashsworn née Cindersong - Mother †

Isadoria Ashsworn - Younger Sister †

Friends:

Ariadne Grimrose - Partner in Crime

Companions:

Winnie - Scorpion

Juno - Albino Peacock

Portrayed By: Annalyse Taylor

Voiced By: Yennefer - The Witcher

Appearance:

Personality:

Name:

SYNOPSIS ➤

History

ABILITIES AND WEAKNESSES ➤

Powers and Abilities:

Weaknesses:

RELATIONSHIPS ➤

NOTES ➤

TRIVIA ➤

[thetantiger]

Quick Bio: Qiangshou Jadeblossom

Race: Pandaren Class: Hunter Specialization: Beast Mastery Pronouns: She/Her

Qiangshou is a black and white-furred Pandaren with jade-green eyes, one of which she is blind in. She wears dark armor and, as a gun enthusiast, is often seen carrying her high-tech sniper rifle. She is an agent of the Blacktalon and is usually followed by her twin tigresses, Tai Yang and Yue Liang. Born and raised in the Valley of Four Winds, Qiangshou's twin sister, Yeochara, left to pursue a mastery of Sha magic once the Horde and Alliance came to the lands of Pandaria. Upset with her sister's decision, Qiang chose to go off on her own path, serving Wrathion in his mission to protect Azeroth in a manner that Qiang felt her sister had abandoned.

Links: Qiang's introductory mog screenshots

#world of warcraft #wow oc #quick bios

[wranduinzine]

About Wranduin

Prince Wrathion

The last uncorrupted black dragon and self-appointed leader of the Black Dragonflight, Wrathion seeks to take up the charge forsaken by his (grand)father, Deathwing, and protect Azeroth’s world soul. As the product of experimentation at the hands of the red dragon Rheastrasza, and as someone who has constantly been tracked by the agents of N’Zoth, Wrathion has been forced to make his own way in the world. He overthrew his uncle Fahrad at Ravenholdt, established the Blacktalon, a faction-neutral network of agents, to exact his will across Azeroth, and equipped champions with various powerful items to aid them in their assaults on the old gods. He is charming, intelligent, and sly, a risk taker who has worn his identity as a black dragon on his sleeve and who has held fast to his goals despite the ostracization, nightmares, and torment he has endured.

High King Anduin Llane Wrynn

A devoted priest of the Holy Light and a seasoned diplomat, Anduin Wrynn remains steadfast in his resolve to see peace brought to Azeroth within his lifetime.  As a human noble, Anduin has lived a life of both privilege and tragedy, having to shoulder many burdens from a young age and repair a tenuous relationship with his war-scarred father, King Varian.  Anduin recently set aside his priest’s frock to pick up Varian’s sword and become the current reigning King of Stormwind and faction leader of the Alliance, succeeding in forging a tentative armistice with the Horde at the end of a difficult and bloody war.   Known for his patient temperament and kind demeanor but also his wry wit, Anduin is a well-read intellect and has a tendency to occasionally dabble in shadow magic, a hallmark of the discipline priest class.  Some fans interpret the crushing injuries Anduin sustained during his confrontation with Garrosh Hellscream as lifelong disabilities which includes chronic pain such as fibromyalgia and it is not uncommon to find fan depictions of Anduin using the Light for pain management and employing the use of walking aids and prosthetics.  Anduin is one of if not the most popular character in World of Warcraft’s queer fanbase and has many varied and rich queer depictions in both fanfiction and fanart.

Mists of Pandaria

The Wranduin ship first set sail when the achievement “The Two Princes” was datamined, hinting that the two characters would eventually meet during their respective expeditions into the recently discovered continent of Pandaria.  This prediction came into fruition with the reveal of Wrathion’s legendary questline, which features scenes of Anduin and Wrathion exchanging banter over board games and having philosophical conversations about the nature of war and the virtues of cooperation when the player character travels to the Tavern in the Mists on the Veiled Stair.  This questline has since been removed from the game and is currently unplayable, but transcriptions of the quest text are archived on sites such as Wowpedia and playthroughs can be found on YouTube.

War Crimes

The novel War Crimes, which marks the transition between Mists of Pandaria and Warlords of Draenor, furthered Wranduin’s popularity and cemented it as one of the most well known ships in the fandom. Set during a trial held for Garrosh Hellscream at the Temple of the White Tiger, the book includes several scenes in which Anduin looks to Wrathion for support during what proves to be a harrowing experience for him. In one scene, he asks Wrathion to stay by his side in silence, and in another, Wrathion offers, ”if asked politely,” to “ferry [Anduin] to fascinating places, where we will have adventures that will age your father ten years in one night.” However, at the end of the trial Anduin learns that Wrathion has involved himself in the plot to free Garrosh Hellscream headed by the infinite dragon Kairozdormul. Wrathion says he believes he and Anduin will fight side-by-side in the future before knocking out Anduin and leaving him near Garrosh’s cell, far from the fighting unfolding in the Temple above. Despite these final moments of tension between the two, the scenes and mentions of them throughout the trial still stand as some of the most poignant moments between them, and only fueled their popularity into further expansions.

Warlords of Draenor and Legion

The ship remained fairly steady throughout Warlords of Draenor, where Wrathion played a very minor role in the fallout of the events of War Crimes, and even Legion, though Wrathion was absent. The expansion failed to feature the signature character who had been fighting to stop the return of the Burning Legion.  Fanworks of them were notably popular during this time.

Battle for Azeroth

The ship reached a new popularity with Wrathion’s return in Battle for Azeroth Patch 8.3: Visions of N’zoth which featured an updated model, an extensive and widely praised questline which involved the player character working with Wrathion to strengthen their minds against the void culminating in a final raid into the Dreaming City itself, Ny’alotha, and a showdown against the Old God that corrupted Wrathion’s father, N’zoth.  The patch begins with a fully-rendered in-game cinematic of Wrathion and Anduin’s emotionally charged reunion which remains one of the most widely shared moments of the modern era of the game.  “Enemies to lovers” and “Friends to lovers” are both very popular fandom tropes and this is, by and large, the accepted fan interpretation of how this expansion ended, with Wrathion and Anduin reconciling some time after Wrathion’s heroic gesture of goodwill to save Azeroth and make amends for the damage his corrupted dragonflight inflicted on, not to mention Anduin and Stormwind specifically.  The parallels between are particularly what make this pairing so interesting.

#info #wranduin #wrathion #anduin wrynn #anduin #world of warcraft #fanzine #wranduinzine

[gaia-heartstrike]

Daily Writing Challenge - Day 11 - "Moonlight/Watch"

The woods were quiet as the moon hung overhead. But the air was full of tension even with the gentle breeze that wafted through the leaves. Damian had taken a position over 100 ft. away and had his rifle at the ready.

"Darlin', I was pretty sure we retired."

Gaia adjusted the com along with her ear and studied the clearing in front of her. In a low whisper, she answered in kind.

"The world doesn't stop turning even if it's tired. And we just found out what lies in store when we pass on... Might as well get used to the disappointment."

"Just a ray of sunshine you are today," Damian quipped. "Love you too."

She couldn't help but chuckle lightly and think back to the debriefing at SI:7. Ever since she had joined the Alliance, there was an unending stream of orders from King Anduin Wrynn. He was much like his father in the regard that when you are the High King - work is the air you breathe.

At the table in the SI:7 Headquarters, Spymaster Mathias Shaw was quick as ever to summon Commander Damian Jharol and his wife Gaia Jharol. They had been some of his best in the field, and the compensation for protection and promising future for Visenya was too hard to let pass. While Songla was always willing to watch their child and the bronze whelp, it didn't sit well to always take her away from her duties as a healer as well.

"Shall we get to business? Several of our operatives have started to go missing in Duskwood. The former scouts were investigating magical anomalies at the Twilight Grove. While this should fall into the realm of the Emerald Dragonflight or Night Elves, it appears they too have become victim to some sort of attacker."

The Spymaster would straighten his posture and gesture to the map. "Here are several places where our men went missing. Your mission is to investigate what is happening in the Grove and to recover our missing men. Agent Dwight Hailey, Jaclyn Smith, and Jaron Atterton are the agents previously assigned. Report any of your findings over the com to me and stay in the shadows."

"Have you seen anything?" She whispered in her com to Damian.

"Nothing yet."

Just then a few feet ahead of her, she could make out rustling in the bushes leading up to the path into the Twilight Grove.

"Based on the attacks, Damian... it seems random." She adjusted her hood and knelt down to examine tracks that were days old. "Not to mention that we're going on a cold trail."

"Well for now, just stay in your position. I'd rather have my eye on you and your surroundings before trouble finds you. You do have a tendency to draw out the worst of our foes..."

Gaia scoffed and nodded. That was enough conversation while in the field. Especially if they didn't want to alert anyone else... Minutes quickly turned into hours and the suspense of the unknown was putting Gaia on edge. They had been on watch for approximately 6 hours and there were no visuals or signs of foul play.

As she was getting ready to stand, the sound of a blade escaping its sheathe could be heard. Followed by the sound of a gasp behind her. She whirled around as her com chirped in her ear.

"You okay, Gaia?"

"Yeah," she replied before kneeling down to examine her attacker. The features of this woman were hidden by a mask and hood. But she didn't appear to be a bandit or SI:7 secret agent. Her armor was black and the insignia on her chest appeared to be a shape of a talon.

"I think the Blacktalon are involved," she comments lightly.

"The Blacktalon?" Damian's voice repeated over the com. "Well shit."

"I don't imagine our King will be too pleased to hear about the Black Prince Wrathion's involvement here... And it doesn't explain our missing operatives..." Gaia rose from the body with a missive in hand and then reviewed it. A hand slipped up to her com as she spoke."I got a bad feeling about this..."

@daily-writing-challenge

@damianjharol

#Daily Writing Challenge #Day 11 #Moonlight/Watch #Black Talon Operatives #SI:7 #For the alliance #King Anduin Wrynn #Black Prince Wrathion #Oh noes dont be another corrupted deathwing pls

[trans-zhongli]

i'm gonna live in my own little world where my void elf being an uncorrupted twilight dragon and wrathion's older sister and also a blacktalon agent to keep an eye on her baby brother (but ofc he doesn't know she's a dragon he might kill her o.o) and no one can stop me cuz cringe culture is dead

[doctordragon]

It's very funny when Wrathion asks you to talk to the blacktalon agents to try to convince you to side with him. Yes, go talk to the people who I pay to say good things about me.

[anduin-wrynns]

Doodled my vulpera yesterday when fr was down! She's a blacktalon agent

#world of warcraft #wow #vulpera #blacktalon #my art #anduin-wrynns #vexfahren clovenpaw #vexfahren

[hastie]

There are blacktalon agents all around, y’all know what that means.

#wranduin #world of warcraft #my art #War with the horde ended now wrathion is my boyfriend #-anduin most likely

[stormwinds]

Lets talk about the Whispers of Illgynoth

(Spoilers for Nyalotha under the cut)

Alright bubbies: Let’s start

Before the last shadow falls, the Father of Sleep shall savor his feast.

I assume this refers to the Jailor? Perhaps its saying that before we destroy N’Zoth the Jailer will have already consumed enough deaths to become a problem. At least that’s my take,

The golden one claims a vacant throne. The crown of light will bring only darkness.

Okay this HAS to be talking about Calia. 

When their mistress beckons, nine ravens take flight. Each seeks a prize to earn her favor.

This one is a bit more ambiguous. I wanna say Sylvanas but we’ve yet to see a connection between Sylvanas and Ravens? i imagine this will link to the previous line of ‘The Lord of Ravens will open the way’.

The vassal of life disguises treachery. Beware the eyes of green.

Alright so Vassal of life screams Alexstraza to me? However I’m not really certain.She doesn’t have green eyes. Perhaps Eonar? To be honest I think theres a lot of options here.

Five lanterns, now darkened. The flame they seek will light the masters' way.

OKAY LETS TALK ABOUT THIS. HE DOESN’T SAY ‘The Master’s Way’ he says ‘The Masters’ way’ THAT’S PLURAL. This is confirmed by a later whisper.

If Illgynoth isn’t referring to N’Zoth, who is he talking about?

The blind queen wields a scepter of bone. From the deep she calls forth doom.

This could be Sylvanas, or Perhaps Calia again? To be honest I’m not 100% sure on this one. 

The cunning ones kneel before six masters, but serve only one.

Alright. See. Hmmm. This one. This one befuddles me. The cunning ones. I assume rogues perhaps? This is also multiple Masters. Im wondering if it means blacktalon agents? To be honest Im very confused.

God I never even got the last whispers dealt with and now I gotta deal with this shit. 

#wow spoiler #World of Warcraft #Whispers of illgynoth #Wow #nyalotha

[fence-macabre]

Scales of Eidolon - Session Three

A week passes and Fence Macabre finally makes it to Sterling Reach, the homeland of the Qayassiq Tuskarr and the neighboring Blue dragons. The Moa’ki celebrated as their cousins lined the shore, singing, mourning and rejoicing - Fence Macabre certainly felt a sense of accomplishment as they witnessed the special moment. They soon prepared to embark back home.

After being warmly greeted by the Qayassiq and treated to warm soup, the Fence is stopped by Balirien, the stowaway elf from the Wyrmrest Temple. She proposes a deal: Balirien has other time-sensitive tasks needing to be done, if the Fence can deliver a parcel for her to her fellow Blacktalon agents that she lost contact with, they would be paid handsomely!

The Fence takes a few minutes to discuss amongst themselves. Ultimately they decide to accept the terms - those diamonds would really come in handy for the new schoolhouse to be built in Silverpine.

Soon, Fence Macabre was back on the Pride and they arrive on the Burnished Mire, home of Obsidian dragons and dragonkin alike. Together with Neil, one of the Reliquary envoys, they ask the locals about the Blacktalons. Their findings lead them to the island’s Inn and a name: Ilvaia.

As Fence Macabre steps into the Inn, they are met with a Dark Iron dwarven woman hailing herself as the Innkeeper and her dragonspawn assistant. They introduce themselves as Ilvaia and Therabriss, respectively.

After a bit of bartering and throwing out two rowdy, drunken dragonkin out of the Inn, Ilvaia makes a deal with the Fence Macabre: She’d keep an eye out for the next time any Blacktalons come in IF Fence helps her with some paid errands. Fence manages to sweeten the deal with some free lodging in Ilvaia’s inn, but they agree.

Fence begins to settle in for the evening, until suddenly Neil’s tiny, young felhound, Princess, appears at the Inn - without Royalle. Concerned about this absence, Neil decides to go investigate as he parts ways with the Fence for the night.

What will Ilvaia’s errands entail for the Fence? Why wasn’t Royalle with Princess? Only the morning will tell!

#scales of eidolon