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RP-Haven 3.0 is up for live Beta Testing

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Annnnd we're back.  Yes, the site is ugly as heck... we'll be working to fix that.  Consider this a 'live beta' for the site upgrade.

If you notice any bugs or problems, please post them here as a reply so I can track them more easily.

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Bragh's picture

Doing Time

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Braghaman walked into the stone-lined room.  In the room, there were five cells, iron bars dividing them and keeping them seperated from the entrance.  The paladin looked along the line of cells.  Three of the cells were empty.  At one end, two of the cells were occupied by sleeping dwarves.  Bragh wrinkled his nose.  By the smell, he assumed that they were sleeping off a night at the bar.  At the other end, the cell was occupied by a robed human.  The paladin frowned slightly, then he stepped towards that cell.

Nirahsa's picture

Call of the Elements, Part One

Nirahsa was not happy, no she was not happy at all at the moment. The draenic shaman paced back and forth along the wooden pandaren dock.  She was wearing her normal armor, adorned with many mechanical gadget that aided her in different ways. A soft crackle could be heard behind her, coming from a device strapped to her back but in front of her shield which was secured there as well.

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Freedom from Despair

Over a month had passed since Luminash had been filed his report to Archmage Sunreaver outlining his failure to learn anything of substance concerning the soulweaving of the mogu. His interrogations had failed, leaving only the dead among the holding cells set aside for his work. Worse still was that one of those captured had been a Korune sha-weaver in hiding. The magister could still hear the mogu's words echoing in his head, mingling with the words of his associates.

"Pride is etched into every fiber of your being," the mogu had taunted.

Rethelia's picture

Ferret

It screamed high and thin,

Like the whistle of steam through a kettle.

Back arched,

Claws clenched,

Little ribs shuddered along its side.

 

The curse consumed, but it did not kill,

And the child struggled not to cry.


“Again.”

Banny's picture

Trial by Fire

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Ithelian's picture

Wow, tough crowd.

Seven months and no one's interested in RP. Well, I suppose then that I'll be moving exclusively to RPR until I can eventually return to WoW in-game, as this is depressing.

 

I can be found and messaged here for those of you who knew me and those of you who have the slightest shred of interest.

 

http://www.rprepository.com/c/ithelian

Bragh's picture

When You Suspect a Trap

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They stood deep in shadows, hidden among the trees.  The worgen and his robed ally watched from a distance, far enough away from the village to not be noticed.  From the center of Darkshire, they watched as an armored man stepped out of one of the taverns.  His helm closed and his mace smacking against his leg as he walked, he stepped up to a charger draped in gold and burgundies.  The paladin pulled himself up onto the charger and looked around the village.  The two observers could see townsfolk watching as he rode out of town.

Xillia's picture

Last Thoughts

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They had always told her that life flashed before your eyes when you died, it was certainly the case. She had found refuge in the basement of the old warehouse on the docks, carrying her macabre treasure, in spite of her Rangari training that protested leaving a trail with enemies in pursuit. She was always trained to survive under any circumstances.

Neun's picture

The Juliet Letters

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My Dearest Montague,

Jormund's picture

"Tough"

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"That´s it! Now you are in deep trouble mister!" Tricia´s voice boomed in the whole house.

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"Silence"

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While major Pinapple and Dempsy carried Beloric away Jormund excused himself to the major and quickly ran off back to The Gauntlet, with each step the destroyed buildings turned more and more familiar. Memories swarmed the paladin´s brain as he walked through the streets of the ruined city. This was probably the route his father took, after purging the major districts Arthas divided his forces to cover more ground and allowed easy access on the smaller streets. 

Rethelia's picture

Faint


Night leans close and I stumble in.

The wind pushes muddy boots across the ground.

No footsteps shadow me.

There will be no path for you to follow.


But I am here, now-

As if moonlight could shiver skin solid.

And the blinks of stars could move my eyes

Venddeta's picture

The first novel

I looked over the first few pages of my detective novel out of curiosity to see if it had a strong introduction. Hopefully, it won't be too bad since this is my first actual book and as soon as I get this book out of the way and publish it, I can go back to worrying about my job. Hopefully the Stormwind Guards wont take too much offense in making them look bad and corrupt in such a manner.


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Bones's picture

Nightmare

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It had been a long while since I'd slept. It had been an even longer while since I've even needed to. But, I enjoyed dreams and nightmares as a fleeting indulgence. A good sleep was always helpful in breaking the monotony of constant consciousness, whether it be some amusing dreamscape conjured by the brighter parts of my mind or some phantasm devised by the darker parts that can't be seen in the day. Dreams were a chance to revel in the atrocities and delights that stayed hidden from the waking world and reality. Dreams were also a chance to think.

 

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Simple jobs are never simple (55 words)

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He offers a chest of pretty coins 


Simple job, in and out kill, but it smells a little 


Target’s routines in writing. 


Wants the hit in scarlet crusade gear 


Payment is more than this job is worth 


What’s life without a little risk. 

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Nirahsa Shock Part Two

I stared back at the other me for a moment dumbfounded, and she just waited patiently for me to find my voice again, I swallowed hard looking back at her smiling face. Trying to make sense of it all especially with how this didn’t feel like a dream at all.

“T-talk? Why? Who are you?” I stammered out before drawing in a breath.

She only continued to smile tilting her head to the side.

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Nirahsa Shock Part One

Nirahsa paced around her workshop hooves clopping with her feverish pace. Fingers tapping along her chin even as the draenei’s tendrils quivered in a non-existent breeze. Not noticing anything else going on around her as her thoughts focused on the earlier conversation she’d had with Henii.

Alynore's picture

"Mercy!"

((From a Tumblr prompt a couple weeks ago; I think Haven was down when I meant to cross-post it. Was going over Nore's posts for inspiration--s'what the tumblrs are for right?--and found it again.))

Nore’s blade just managed to stop a hair’s breadth from the brigand’s neck. The youth was cringing against the wagon wheel—he couldn’t have been more than sixteen.

"Why?" she demanded, sword still less than an inch from his flesh.

Maggot's picture

Midsummer

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Castien's picture

Summer Storm

Family legend dictated that the surname “Summerstorm” derived from the ship that had been in the family forever. It was a legend that got passed around between the crew, something that gave them pride. After all, working for a captain with a long lineage on the sea gave the superstitious sailors comfort. Renara Summerstorm was a crafty woman and she took most of her secrets to the grave with her.

Castien knew the important ones. Chiefly that the boat was named after her. His mother was vain. It was made for her, the figurehead carved in her image. They were liars, they were thieves. Being pirates it was part of the job. She was charismatic enough that she could charm anyone into believing what she said. Truthfully, they were named for a much simpler reason: Much like a summer storm, their rage could build in a flash and be terrifyingly destructive until the inflow of whatever it was that had enraged them in the first place was too weak for the outflow to keep up with.

Usually, it took a lot; the right ingredients being carefully arranged at the right time. It was rare that he blew up to the point that the descriptor was true. He wasn’t a particularly angry man.

Arkav's picture

A Start

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"Can I help?"

Master Krollos looked down. From Arkav’s perspective, he was a tower of blue, shiny with sweat as he pumped the bellows.

"Too small," the smith grunted, tail gently sweeping Ark aside as Krollos clopped back to the anvil.

Ylaise's picture

Reprise

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She hadn't done a first draft or anything like that. It had been a hasty letter, the tell-tale signs all there in the subtle smudge of ink and the scattered blotches where she’d pressed too hard against the scrap of parchment. 

Darlain's picture

Tales of Azeroth 7-2: Gelbin Mekkaatorque (attempt 2)

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Hey folks, we only had 2 people who up to Tales last week, so the topic will remain the same and we'll try to do it again. This week's topic will be on Gelbin Mekkatorque at the Hall of Explorer's in Ironforge.

I will be traveling to visit friends, so i'm going to start a little late this time, 7:30 mountain time. Afterwards we'll gather for rp at the stonefire tavern.

Teslaan's picture

Warlords of Draenor Beta Review 3

Warlords of Draenor Beta Review 3:

Celisa's picture

Second Annual Sparring Tournament

This is a quick reminder that the second annual tournament is tomorrow and there is still time to sign up. For more information look at this link: http://www.rp-haven.com/event/second_annual_fighting_tournament

Edit: This is a few day event depending on how many people sign up. 

Teslaan's picture

Warlords of Draenor Beta Review 2

Warlords of Draenor Beta Review 2:


Gameplay and UI changes


Aside from the major changes Blizzard has been trumpeting for Warlords, a significant number of smaller changes greatly affects the learning curve and, as a result, has made it simpler to learn and play.

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