Grim Views

Eternalnight let a small smile slip across the wasted remains of her face. This was...the end....not with the pageantry and gallant fanfare that many desired with their last moments, but with a quiet whimper..alone..in the middle of a planet that wasn't even hers... Wenstell..that bastard of a troll...

The meeting with the warlock had gone better than expected. There was no way to avoid what was coming, but maybe...just maybe..there would be a way to return...someday. Eternalnight was at the small table in the World's End Tavern...maybe she could stay hidden a little longer...This place had become...

Eternalnight was not afraid of death. She had faced it countless times in her reborn life as a Foresaken. For death for her was really nothing more than ending what was borrowed time. For 6 seasons she has been the Eternalnight, and she was not afraid of death. She was however, afraid that it would ...

At first, Eternalnight was proud of the work she did. She didn't want the troll to just look like a goblin, she wanted to make the bastard actually BECOME a green skinned. It worked but a little too well. She hadn't expected that the link she connected with the troll in the spell would leave her mar...

The meeting went better than she expected.....the orc had brought a friend with him...at first Eternalnight thought it was a small child, but then discovered it was a goblin...a terrible creature... The two spoke well to Eternalnight...they offered two more pieces of interesting lore from the past, ...

Eternalnight sat in her small hut near Brightwater lake. She was annoyed. More annoyed than usual. She could hear the sounds from Brill...a town that use to be quiet, gloomy, and basically not a bother...was now filled with troops, townspeople, and races from the far ends of Azeroth. She hated them....

((Eternalnight is not one to tell a tale out loud. But she remembers. In the still slightly mad frame of her mind....she remembers this past week, and how it could sway her alliances in the future...)) Eternalnight sat a ways apart from the rest of the gathered Grim. She thought about the things tha...

mmm...looking through some of my journals of the past, the last upstart elf was Cessily...I believe that she left the debate about her role with her ears in hand.  Literally....

The assembly of Grim broke off into their different paths at the end of their gathering at Oshu’gun.  Failure….Eternalnight remembered her own moment of failure…of weakness. It defined her, made her, that which she was today.  She was Eternalnight, of the Grim. Eternalnight mounted her Nether ...

((I hope we consider some members of Scholomance still alive and in this world...)) Eternalnight was a bit impressed by the disguise she currently wore.  Myranda had done an amazing job with the physical and magical bindings to create an almost real appearance.  She was now, completely covered to lo...

(This is part 6/6 of the “A little light readingâ€

The fire was burning low in the room’s hearth….Eternalnight sat at the small writing table in her room.  It was a simple and small room…the Tauren were never known for luxuries, expecially in Bloodhoof….this was a very simple town…still untouched by the wars of the Lich King, or the demon ...

The Orc was large….a big frame, even by Orc standards.  He filled the small tent almost entirely, leaving just enough room for Eternalnight to sit by the flap that served as an entrance. This was not the first time that she had met Tenva.  She needed him for some work a few months ago. She needed ...

“It is not often that we see any of the Foresaken here….in ten thousand years, we may have seen…mm…only a few…â€

Eternalnight sat quietly in the corner, her journal out, recording Khorshah's tale....her discovery about the nature of betrayal was proving fruitful, but was somewhat a post mordem.  It would be very interesting to watch as the events unfold.  Perhaps when done, she would present this to the counci...