Grim Views

Globulous. Dripping. Frothed and bated. The drool spilling from the lips of the High Inquisitor was pooling upon his desk as he stared covetously at the fungal crowns in their unwrapped package. A sharp gurgle from his stomach snapped the orc out of his gastronomic reverie and he shook his head, ret...

Glad to have your application, Jakovos. Your IC Letter of Intent has its response. I look forward to meeting with you in-game this week. Message me on Discord and we can set up a time, unless we run into each other first.

The rhythm of his office was returning to Khorvis as a steady stream of letters worked their way across the desk of Resolve. A goblin courier would arrive, depositing a stack of envelopes in a steel trap of an inbox. Sometimes it would be a raven or dragonhawk. Other times ghostly orbs excreted thei...

Returning from the Grim assault on Boralus, Khorvis unceremoniously dumped the contents of his loot sack onto the cleared Desk of Resolve. He had quickly slipped away from the raucous band of miscreants, their laughter and wicked cheer still echoing from the Great Hall. Safely hidden in his quarters...

[[ Thank you, Qabian. ]]

Part Two The mountain ate him. Devoured him. Digested him. Glacial aeons ground by while flashes of icey memories flickered in the dim reaches of static mental caverns. The torrent of water wore its tunneling vortex against the orc's flesh, and yet for all its whirling fury, a silence reigned in th...

Hey Ristikus, thanks for applying. Your expectations are generally accurate. We have a healthy raid/mythic+ team, as well as some die-hard pvpers though we're building up the RBG team again. RP is getting a new breath of life as we prepare for Shadowlands, so now would be an excellent time to get in...

The leftover treats of the Grim Hallow's End festival were dwindling. Beneath a knotty oak, High Inquisitor Bloodstar lay in a pile that was more candy wrappers than fallen leaves, his chest heaving as the sugars coursed through his veins. The orc panted in Alterac's late autumn chill, his breath st...

[[Thank you. Hmm, perhaps? Imitation is the greatest form of flattery.]]

Chapter Two - Undertow Part One Some several years later, Khorvis slid his palm along the rough and stained surface of the Desk of Resolve. It had been salvaged, dragged here to the tunnels beneath Alterac that served as The Grim's new base of operations after the catastrophe at Tirisfal. Now the a...

Hey Noxx,

Good to see you're coming back. Are you planning on playing on Twisting Nether, or on Wyrmrest Accord? Link up with me on Discord and we'll hash it out.

Having finished the painful process of penning his letter, Khorvis sealed the missive and used the outdated goblin vacuum tube system of the Grim Halls to send his note. With a thunk! and a whishhhhh... the parchment was sucked through a vortex of pipes assisted by air elementals. Ms. Syreena, I do ...

[[ *gasps for air* WHAT YEAR IS IT?!

It is finished. After 4 years of procrastination, I finished cataloging the stories of Khorvis as a Grim. I would wish this task on no one. ]]

[[ Nice! ]]

Admitted.