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#Halduron Brightwing
syrosaur · 1 day
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akasika · 2 months
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Dragons of Silvermoon
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sylrela · 1 year
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why are you blue 🤨🤨
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kaelsleftverdantsphere · 11 months
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Once again back with the silly agenda
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renaultmograine · 1 year
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Explain in the tags I love reading people's thought processes.
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Warcraft Men and How Much I'd Trust Them With My Drink
Khadgar: 10/10. He would put a ward on it. He would be so good with holding people's drinks. He has a lot of experience from holding Medivh's drinks.
Anduin Lothar: 6/10. He won't p0ison me, but he might drink it, or if he's already drunk he'll drop it.
Llane Wrynn: 9/10. He's a very nice man and he won't p0ison me, but he's not very good at seeing when people aren't actually good people (Looking at you, Sargeras in Medivh)
Medivh: 7.5/10. I trust MEDIVH with my drink. I do not trust Sargeras with my drink. Also I feel the need to mention that Medivh is amazing and I love him.
Belo'vir Salonar: 8/10. He's a very nice man but he has a small tendency to a$$a$$inate people.
Rommath: 8/10. Same reasons as Belo'vir.
Gul'dan: -10/10. I will hand him a glass of champaign. I will get the bl00d of Mannoroth.
Illidan: 5/10. I leave for two minutes and he's drunk flirting with a completely uninterested Khadgar.
Anduin Wrynn: 3/10. He'll get k1dnapp3d while I'm gone.
Mathias Shaw: 0/10. He's gonna see the chance to 0ff me and take it. I love him tho.
Flynn Fairwind: 2/10. He'll drop it because he's wast3d.
Genn Greymane: 0/10. I get a bad vibe from him. I don't know why.
Wrathion: 7/10. I love the boy, but he's an idiot who makes terrible decisions. Still better than Sabellian for Aspect, though.
Nielas Aran: 10/10. One of the few people who actually cared about Medivh, and that's all I need to say.
Moroes: 10/10. See Nielas' answer.
Edwin Vancleef: 8/10. I don't work for the Kingdom of Stormwind so we're all good.
Durotan: 9/10. I just get chill vibes from him.
Thrall: 5.5/10. He's probably h1gh as ba||s.
Halduron Brightwing: 5/10. Manwh0r3.
Lor'themar Theron: 3/10. I don't like him. He should listen to Rommath more.
Baine Bl00dhoof: 7/10. He seems nice but is not particularly effective.
Orgrim Doomhammer: 1/10. No.
Velen: 10/10. Will see if someone is going to p0ison me and stop them.
Turalyon: 0/10. I get suuuuper sketchy vibes from him. I think he's in a cu|t.
Malygos: 7/10 pre-insanity, 4/10 mid-insanity, 0/10 post-insanity. I play a mage. He seems sweet before he goes crazy, and when he's crazy he's a giant spider.
Kalecgos: 9/10. Will find a powerful mage and sleep with them immediately, somehow managing to keep my drink in his hand the entire time. I like him.
Nozdormu: Yes/10. He will put it in a pocket dimension.
Murozond: See Nozdormu.
Magni Bronzebeard: 10/10. I f*cking love this guy.
Brann Bronzebeard: 8/10. Easily distracted by shiny objects.
This got way too long, so I'm gonna have to stop here.
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threekegs · 2 years
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Silvermoon's original trio. boy this one took a while
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relamune · 1 year
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this is why hal's not allowed to conduct presentations anymore
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freejamtime · 1 year
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perseuus · 3 months
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Syraas is taller than all her kids until one day she isn’t
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chronicallyhaughty · 2 months
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Bird in the Hand
“A survey of the runestones is long overdue, we are all in agreement on this.” Rommath nodded, and though his mouth was covered like always, Hal just knew he was smirking under there. “As this matter is intrinsically tied to the safety of our people, there is nobody else I would trust more on this mission,” Lor’themar continued, looking at Hal so earnestly, and Hal would ordinarily agree with the sentiment, but… Asking him to accompany a mage as they survey the runestones felt a bit too close to babysitting for his comfort.
[Halduron/Aethas, NSFW, AO3, Ko-fi]
Okay, here we go! Multichapter fic attempt! I have an outline, just gotta get the work done!!! (Beware – further kinks to be added!)
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One never really gets used to being dumped. Halduron Brightwing has his eyes closed as he draws a deep breath, smelling hay and feathers and bird droppings, holds the air in his lungs for one moment, another… then sighs all of it out. A beak nudges his head, ruffling his hair affectionately.
‘I just don’t see us working long term,’ she had said.
Halduron opens his eyes to stare at the barding of his hawkstrider – his trusty Cerila, so named by his youngest sister – and his fingers laced through the straps. Feeling around, it’s a bit loose by the bridle so he tightens a buckle there before grabbing the reins and leading her outside. Her bright white plumage shines in the low sun.
They had been bold words for a woman who only gave him a month to try to prove himself. She hadn’t liked that he didn’t have much time for her. Well, maybe she simply had too much time, spending it all doing nothing to help anybody. Why he’d ever thought to try dating a socialite he’s not sure, but whatever. No use crying over spilled wine, as the saying goes.
He knows better than to get invested, he thinks firmly to himself as he mounts up and they make their way out of the courtyard, nodding at Oninath as he passes him and his recruits. This is why he typically tends towards renting partners by the hour, rather than try to keep them interested in spite of his many forays into Eversong. Speaking of…
“A survey of the runestones is long overdue, we are all in agreement on this.”
Rommath nodded, and though his mouth was covered like always, Hal just knew he was smirking under there.
“As this matter is intrinsically tied to the safety of our people, there is nobody else I would trust more on this mission,” Lor’themar continued, looking at Hal so earnestly, and Hal would ordinarily agree with the sentiment, but…
Asking him to accompany a mage as they survey the runestones felt a bit too close to babysitting for his comfort. At least the mage in question seemed as unhappy with the assignment as Hal was, even if Aethas Sunreaver was wearing that awful cowl, hiding his face. His body language told a clear story to anyone who cared enough to look: he was uncomfortable. To be standing before the three of them, to have been chosen for this… busywork; whatever his reason, they would likely have that much in common to fuel conversation during the trip. Or stop it dead at every turn, more likely.
And so here Halduron is now, dismounting at Thuron’s Livery and waving at the young woman who jogs up to take Cerila’s reins as he unhooks the saddlebags one by one. He is to leave his rather conspicuous warstrider behind in favor of a more drab individual provided by the stable master. This mission does require if not stealth, at the very least some discretion. He nods his thanks to the young woman who is already talking to Cerila in low, soothing tones and grabs his gear, slinging it over his own shoulder. He gets one last scratch in next to her beak before he lets the woman lead the animal away. No need for the bird to see Hal with another, after all.
He finds his reluctant companion standing awkwardly some ways away from the paddock by the main livery building, watching the hawkstriders within. The birds are of good stock, Perascamin Thuron providing many young sin’dorei with their first mounts as they first venture beyond the Thalassian borders. While not trained to bear heavy armor or see active combat, Thuron’s birds are well-known to have even temperaments, even if all hawkstriders are naturally inclined to do combat with would-be predators.
Aethas is dressed in simple adventuring-type clothes, looking like any fresh-faced mage just out of training, and with his face uncovered it is plain to see that he is apprehensive – far more so than the mission details warrant, as a matter of fact. Two young hawkstriders want to inspect the same tuft of grass, one of them shoving the other aside, causing it to throw its head back with a loud squawk and Aethas about jumps a foot into the air, clutching his staff close to his chest. Ah. Hal grins...
[Ko-fi]
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syrosaur · 1 year
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akasika · 2 months
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"The body is round"
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sylrela · 11 months
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day 18 of drawing halduron
he has a headache 😿
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kaelsleftverdantsphere · 11 months
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Would you still love me if i kissed you on accident?
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da-zzi · 2 years
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blood elf triumvirate
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