It had been a long week of trials for all those that called themselves paladin. The Silver Hand had gotten together to do tournaments and show off for one another, and Xavier had happily joined in on the fun. He and Ari had taken first in a lot of the different partner challenges, defeating several veteran pairings, including one pair of incredibly large Shu'halo Lightwalkers that had grumbled at them after they had wiped the floor with them in combat. Xavier had grinned and shot off his mouth,

It had been one year ago that Devon
had asked Liam to marry him, on Valentine’s Day of course. They had
been together for three years prior, and the silver wolf anthro had
loved his gorgeous fox boy from the first time he’d laid eyes on
him at the dance club. It had been a special time for them, and he
remembered fondly as he got to know Liam why the fox had been so shy
at first of anything intimate. He remembered Liam finally working up
the courage to confess to the wolf that he was a bit d

It had been three weeks since Flynn
Ryder had been sent from the Valley of the Four Winds to seek the
Grand Master, and he had found him within the first few days, Master
Bruised Paw, a wise amazing Pandaren who Flynn had impressed by being
one of the most willing and quick learning students he’d ever had
the pleasure to instruct. The thief from another time it seemed, had
been quite good at picking up what the Master gave him, and he was
good at focusing on his own body, picking up when he sh

It had been a quiet day for
Corvabus. Flynn had taken the day to do something, a surprise the
little elf had told his mate before scampering off with a grin and a
promise to return by nightfall. As a result the Demon had found
himself in the company of a certain Slime who had decided to pay his
friends a visit, and had stayed to keep the indigo and onyx haired
Demon from feeling lonely. Their conversation as the hours went on,
had slowly drifted from a multitude of things to the elf, as he was a

A night like any other in the
lovely harbor city of Sanctum. A haven for those who were a bit
different, and those who didn’t mind different to live and enjoy
together in a bit of harmony all on their own. One such patron was a
rather powerful middle-aged Panther named Blaine Altimonte. Blaine
had created his own company, multi-million dollar pharmaceuticals and
had helped run and pioneer a secret little project that even most of
the citizens of Sanctum didn’t know about. As the night grew c

Character
sheet!
Name:
Flynn Ryder (Yes, it’s a play on Tangled, he started out as a joke
and sorta became his own thing.)
Race:
Blood Elf
Age:
20ish
Appearance:
Flynn is tanned, standing a good six feet, well built but slim, more
of a dancer’s physique built for agility and speed in fighting or
more for getting away quickly from situations if he’s overpowered.
He has chestnut brown hair, which is usually immaculately spiked to
give him a more rogueish appearance. He’s almost always grin

The
Mage was a perfect target, Flynn was pleased that he’d found one
alone in the library of Dalaran. A quick little sap to the back of
his head, and Flynn had his bag of gold, and a few other things,
sneaking back into the stacks of books. Chuckling to himself he kept
in the shadows, taking out the mage’s coinpurse and opening it to
see what he’d gotten. A blast of blue hit him in the face and he
sneezed, wincing as he looked back at the groaning magic user who
stopped, elven ears twitchi

He’d
stumbled upon them in the forest, completely by accident. Flynn was
sneaking around, having fled from a small group of guards, a pick
pocketing mission gone a bit wrong. He’d heard a weird sound near
the beach, and hopping down a few rocks his eyes had widened at what
he’d come across. Two large trolls…maybe Frost trolls? They were
massive, and they were fighting. Falling silent Flynn watched in
surprise as the two went at it, snarling and growling in loud low
sounds, and after a mi