GifSpam! Battle of Azeroth

I haven’t played it in a year and I have cancelled my subscription but the cinematic trailer for the new expansion makes me wanna join again!





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Story Time: The New Scribe


The Scribes Sacellum

Part 2

Using the hovering ladder, the warlock Andais Lu floated up through the tower of magical books, she was so used to demonic tomes that being a scribe, she was exposed to more knowledge and given leeway to dabble in lighter magic. Yes she did aid demon hunters on the battle fronts in the various realms of the Broken Shores but runes could also be attuned towards the greater good than just another established link to the Burning Legion.

Professor Pallin, her instructor and a gnome mage was impressed with her handiwork that it was almost worth while staying up late and studying each technique of how to write out a magical scroll. Almost. That was before she was pushed forward to invest in the magical properties of shields and protection spells by using scrolls and runes. That was what she was doing now, searching the never ending sea of books that were shelves in the higher levels of the Scribe Sacellum. With a quill and parchment in hand and using her minimal balance skills on the floating woodwork, Andais quickly grabbed one of the thicker novels and jotted down the spells written inside.

She knew that with any type of magical property especially spell books, any caster had to be careful when opening them. In such a high arcane place as the city of Dalaran, these books used by the scribes were incredibly potent and also had defensive magic wrapped around them to protect them from the wrong hands. It had been a stroke of luck and knowing her own unlocking spells that Andais had not unleashed any kind of wrath from the books and managed to write down what she needed to start her work on a shield scroll.

Floating back down to the floor and trading pigment with Ink trader Jessica Sellers, Andais parked in her usual corner of the shop and laid out her notes on the easel. Dipping her quill into black ink mixed with the pigment of grounded mana crystals, the warlock started her first try of her protection scroll. Hovering nearby Professor Pallin eyed her work before nodding quietly and walking away. From the detail of what she had read in the books above, this particular spell was much more difficult but she was determined to unlock it’s secrets and conquer like she did with any other new spell she learned for her demonic artifact sitting on her back.

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The candle was burning low as Andais Lu finished her twentieth scroll of protection, it was her final try and after much correction and suggestion from Professor Pallin before he retired to bed and a couple of extra mugs of Kafa coffee the warlock felt she was ready. Grabbing the scroll, she hurried out of the shop and down into the Underbelly of the violet city, the sewer guards were on watch which meant no rebellion or strange magical creatures appearing out of the dark. Placing the scroll on the ground, Andais spread her hands wide and summoned her voidwalker Helrath, if the protection had gone bad like her other trials before, her minion would protect her.

Reading the paperwork quietly, Andais Lu cast the shield scroll over herself, the scroll glowed gold briefly before dimming down. Biting her bottom lip, the dark caster mentally smacked herself thinking she had failed again only to feel a warm trickle of magical energy wash over her body. Helrath curled his claws into his fists watching his mistress and taking a step back, looking at her arms quickly with excitement, Andais Lu took note of the same golden glow appearing over her arms. Her mastery over protection scrolls was complete.

The end…or so you think. 

Story Time: The New Scribe


The Ledgerdemain Lounge, Dalaran

Part 1

It was early morning and the Violet city of magic was slowly waking up, while those who had laboured through the night slowly retired to their private quarters. Within the neutral inn in the northern quarter of Runeweaver Square, a certain Destruction warlock stirred from her deep sleep. Her easy awakening was shattered when something small and black streaked into the bedroom and pounced onto Andais Lu’s stomach “Meow! Meow! Meow!” Andais’ hazel eyes shot open alarmed and looked straight to her belly.

Staring at her and shaking her quickly out of her slumber was the Inn’s resident cat, Sunny. None of the guests or the two Innkeepers knew who Sunny belong to but it had taken a liking to the warlock, it has surprised the onlookers for normally no animal unless one of magic abilities would dare venture near a caster of Fel magic. “Sunny! I was waking up, you didn’t need to pounce” Andais groaned in dismay as she rolled to her side pushing the black kitten off her body. It landed on the rug and looked up at her, its long tail swishing maniacally in the air. Andais stared at the feline and chuckled shaking her head, she was used to the antics of cats. She afterall still had her two battle pets ZenZen, an Arcane kitty and Skitty- a Fire elemental feline, they had decided to stay back on Draenor in the familiarity that was her garrison.

Rather than settle inside her order hall on the once Legion controlled Dreadscar Rift, Andais had taken up residence inside the neutral inn. The idea of succubi watching over her when she slept on the lavish bedspreads inside the warlock order hall creeped her out and the Alliance hall of Greyfang enclave was constantly shoving Alliance propoganda in her face and to not make friends within the Horde.

Andais had opposed against this, while she worked in Dreadscar, she had made friends on the Horde side and not just from the Black Harvest council who bowed to her as their Netherlord. She had two close acquaintances, Zivaa Frosten an Undead female specialising in Affliction and Leithen Flamesong a male Blood elf demonologist, together they worked to achieve greatest for their council as well as to educate the new warlocks. Even with her colleagues, Andais still felt queasy with all the fel magic burning through her veins that were emphasised whenever she passed through the portal, it was easier to be normal on the floating city of Dalaran.

Changing into her Meteor chaser’s raiment and lifting the Scepter of Sargeras off the side table and placing it across her back, the artifact felt heavier with each new spell she learned to control. Grabbing her new blink trigger headgun, they were to replace her former mech shades from Draenor, Andais Lu exitted the bedroom almost tripping over the excited Sunny, walking past the assistant inkeeper Afsaneh, Andais headed downstairs already she could smell the sweet treats being cooked and coffee being brewed.

Today she was taking a break from her usual assistance within Suramar and focusing on her new profession that she replaced Alchemy with, Inscription. The gnome known as Professor Pallin was a hard case to crack, he barely smiled or reacted unless you mentioned a certain steamy romance novel that he put together with his colleague back in Ironforge. He made sure the warlock studied her runes endlessly until she perfected each technique. Andais had stayed up inside the Scribe Sacellum opposite her inn until the later hours of night when she heard the guards change shift in the Underbelly.

Grabbing a Kafa kicker, a dark roated coffee from Kun-Lai summit given to her by the barista Mel Lynchen, Andais Lu took up one of the velvet chaises and unrolled her newly written scrolls. Scrutinising at her handiwork, Andais smacked her lips together and took a sip of the hot brew, she hoped Professor Pallin would approve.

To be continued…

GifSpam! Chaos and Destruction

The very two elements that make up a warlock of the Destruction talent. This is what my character on World of Warcraft, Andais Lu is made of. Legion is so far been amazing just a lot of questing but with the questing that is a lot of new storylines to be read.




Story Time: A Mistress of Chaos

Dreadscar Rift

Andais Lu shifted in her warmongering slippers as she stared up at the Dreadscar battle plans listed with notices of help, urgent letters from the various leaders of both Horde and Alliance requiring aid on the front lines. So many cries for assistance but even with the Scepter of Sargeras now hanging on her back, the destruction warlock still felt overwhelmed. In this conquered world of the Burning Legion, after the defeat of the Pit lord Jagganoth and the pledge of loyalty of the demons living on this floating rock, Andais missed the warm undertones of her garrison back on Draenor.

It had all happened so fast for her to comprehend, first the return to Stormwind City to join the Alliance and her High King on Broken shore where the Legion had returned with Gul’dan alive and leading them on their new crusade. Blood elves and night elves with fel magic running through their veins assisted both factions and called themselves: Demon hunters, it was an irritating ping in the back of all warlocks because they were the original masters of Fel magic and controlling demons.

But what hurt Andais the most was watching High King Varian jump off the airship and landing on the large Fel reaver just holding his sword, Shalamayne. She did not know of his demise until the Lord of the Worgen, Genn Greymane delivered the news to her to pass onto Anduin back in Stormwind City. The young prince was quickly made King and a short funeral was given to the fallen Alliance leader. Preparations and battle plans were made with the generals in the city and soon Andais was whisked to the floating mage city of Dalaran on request by Khadgar. There she was approached by one of the warlocks of the Black harvest council, Ritssyn Flamescowl who requested her magic in the underbelly of Dalaran.

These warlocks had always been ambitious and hoped with a summoning ritual they would have the ability to control stronger demons inside the Burning Legion, it had backfired and life was lost or captured on the Legion world known as Dreadscar. It took Andais’s own power plus a small bit of help from a lesser demon named Calydus who assisted her in retrieving the Scepter of Sargeras from right under Gul’dan’s nose and conquering the rift. Andais Lu was now the Overlord of the Dreadscar as well as The First of the Council of the Black Harvest, Ritssyn had given her the title of leading their gathering.

Opening her hand, Andais sighed as she watched the green fire spark and dance in her fingertips, yes she had gained tremendous power by the magical artifact but she had also lost good friends and soldiers. She had also witnessed the loss of her void lord Yarion, when she tried to summon him when she was locked up in the cage, her voidwalker Helrath appeared in the summoning circle instead. It had left an empty hole in her heart and the need to move on was hard without her superior demons at her disposal.

Stepping away from the battle plans, Andais Lu wandered towards the portal that was connected to Dalaran, maybe the intense fel energy was getting to her brain, time to breathe in home and focus on the quests that were given to her. Quietly, she disappeared into the portal.

Story Time: The Neverending Fight

Last time I posted this series was in April, whoops very delayed sorry all! >.< I figured tonight I can finish this battle story just in time to watch Warcraft movie tomorrow 😀

Part 4

Frostwolf Keep, Alterac Valley, Alterac Mountains

Andais Lu released Incinerate yet again, the fel fire barrelling straight into both an Orc shaman and a goblin Arcane mage who were knocked onto their feet their robes burning from the warlock’s flames. In front of Andais as a shield, her void lord Yarion punched and clawed through the foot soldiers that tried to prevent the advancing Alliance into the keep where the Horde commander Drek’thar stood. To her left, the human Beast master and hunter Aum Parx was quickly shooting three arrows at a time, his pet wolf Reginald already ahead assisting the warriors and paladins who took up the front lines of the offensive squadron.

To her right, the night elf druid Booleigh EverNight casted her healing spells of nature, her glowing blue eyes keeping an eye on her two new acquaintances while protecting the armoured tanks at the front. Andais Lu licked her lips and shot a Conflagarate, looking up to the East tower she could see Mookie P cutting through the Horde who tried to keep the tower controlled, behind the warrior, eerie shadows slipped through and tackled the screaming soldiers obviously casted by the Shadow priest Liorae. A frost elemental swept through the fray, freezing the various enemies behind it was Kuppy Von BunBun the gnome Frost mage ice blasting anyone who dared to approach the trio from below.

It looked like with their swiftness, the offensive squadron was winning and good timing too, they had already recieved reports from the Alliance side that Balinda had fallen and the Horde were heading towards General Vandar Stormpike. If they could reach Drek’thar first, this pointless territory war could end. “Keep moving!” “How long until the towers burn?” “We can attack Drek’Thar now” in between the war cries, shouts and grunts from both factions, Andais overheard the tactical discussions erupting from her fellow soldiers. She heard a loud eruption followed by a deafening bang as the East tower exploded into flames and jumping off the tower were her three comrades, bruised or bleeding but alive and well.

Nudging her void lord, Andais Lu casted again “Yarion, make haste to Mookie and the others I believe the tanks wish to attack the Frostwolf general now” in front of her the blue demon bobbed his head in response and pushed through the Horde making a path for the rest of the Alliance to follow. Staying close to Yarion, Andais sent three Chaos bolts crashing into the closest enemy as they pushed their way towards the keep. Already a small group were running into the keep, they were eager for blood and ready to call victory for the Alliance. Andais saw Mookie, Liorae and Kuppy rush into the keep joining the tanks and was ready to join them too when she got hit in the back by a burning sensation.

Shaking her hands of the magic, Andais knew that feeling immediately recognising it as shadow magic. It was either another warlock or a shadow priest that was attacking her. Swivelling around in her felweave robes and looking through her plasma mechshades she caught sight of a blonde blood elf warlock smirking at her. Charging towards her was a looming Felguard “Really?!” Andais exclaimed as she quickly jumped out of the way from having her head chopped off from the demon’s double axe. She heard the woosh of a flying arrow go past her and watch it connect into the head of the Felguard. Beside her, Aum Parx lodged in another arrow to his bow and aimed “No Aum, leave the warlock to me help the others against Drek’thar” Andais waved him off, Yarion running past her and colliding with the Felguard an otherworldly roar escaping from both demons as they battled.

Giving her a relunctant look, the Beast master whistled, his Shadowmoon stalker joining him and they ran into the keep. Now focusing on the warlock who was still smirking watching the demons fight, Andais glared mentally assessing the blood elf. To have a felguard meant she was a Demonologist which meant for Andais Lu as a bringer of chaos and destruction she had to quickly dispose the other warlock for she shared her health and kept her heavier Felguard full of energy to combat against Andais’ void lord. Andais spread her hands and quickly cast Immolate throwing the fire against the blood elf whose own fel robes got singed.

The energy around the two dark casters contorted as fire and shadow magic was hurled against one another, the area surrounding them erupting in green flames or disappearing into purple shadow. On their side their demons continued to fight, Yarion blocking the axe with his bracers but getting weaker. Seeing Yarion falter, Andais winced as all four of her burning embers charged up with a challenging cry she hurled two Chaos bolts against the blood elf who could not deflect the green fire, seeing her stumble Andais released Conflagarate into the felguard and then Incinerate again into the other warlock.

Yarion sensing his mistress move forward was renewed with vigorous energy and launched himself into the felguard. Andais Lu’s eyes glowed green fire as she kept shooting green flames in repetition, the Verdant spheres glowing above her head “You are no warlock” she hissed lowly before burning the warlock with a final cast. The blonde blood elf screamed as she was killed, her Felguard disappearing back into the Twisting nether. Behind her, Andais heard the Keep explode followed by victorious screams and the Alliance offensive squadron running out of the burning keep and attacking the remaining Horde, sighing out loud, Andais walked across to Yarion and slumped against him.

Victory was theirs.

The End or so you think…

 

Story Time: The Neverending Fight

Part 3

Alterac Valley, Alterac Mountains

Grabbing Andais’ Lu’s hand, the shadow priest Liorae laughed merrily as she mounted onto her mechanised bird “No delay Andais, we press forward” the warlock nodded swallowing down the lump in her throat watching both Mookie P and Kuppy Von BunBun jump onto their mounts. Waving her hands together again, Andais’ dread steed appeared beneath her and she quickly followed the other three. Up ahead, she saw two Alliance soldiers battle against the Frostwolf clan that guarded Tower Point. Shouting to the three women, Andais waved her hand “You girls go ahead, I will help out the others at the tower” nodding in acknowledgement, her fellow soldiers and their steeds disappeared into the mist and snow they were heading straight for General Drek’Thar and his two towers in the main encampment of the Horde.

Andais snapped her fingers making her dread steed disappear as she ran into Tower Point, her demon Yarion right beside her. She heard the clash of metal against metal followed by battle cries from both factions above her, racing up the ramparts she jumped up to the top of the tower and sent Conflagate exploding into the nearest Frostwolf soldier. The female Troll hissed noticing the appearance of the newcomer and ran towards Andais raising her two axes, jumping to the side out of the blades away Andais allowed Yarion through who barrelled straight into the Troll. Standing to the side, Andais Lu released her green fire again, the Verdant spheres appearing and glowing fel green above her head.

The warlock of chaos and destruction was so focused on disabling the Troll warrior she failed to see someone approach her from the shadows, Andais Lu released Incinerate only to cry out as she felt a blade sink into her back. Spinning around, an Undead rogue appeared out of no where holding two daggers, both dipped in poison. Andais stumbled backwards as she attempted to cast again towards the rogue but her casting time was far longer than the swiftness of the rogue’s blades. Coming up the ramp she saw both a Blood elf paladin and a Tauren warrior barge up the stairs. The poison started to affect her casting too, Yarion seeing his mistress in trouble quickly killed the Frostwolf soldier and launched itself onto the rogue using large form to protect Andais.

With the rogue occupied, Andais quickly buffed up Fire and Brimstone and shot Incinerate into the two Horde heading towards her, the Blood elf cried as the fel fire battered against her armour but the Tauren took the majority of the hit ease and continued charging towards her with a roar. “Oh shit.” Andais cussed out loudly as she was thrown against the Tower’s outer walls, she heard and felt the impact, her cloth robes though imbued with fel magic not protecting her body underneath. Slumping against the tower, she attempted to lift herself up, her hands waving as she casted her most powerful spell.

A loud, deafening roar sounded as Andais released Chaos bolt smashing into the Tauren, this time it did stumble backward howling loudly with pain. Using the wall to pull herself up, Andais quickly incinerated the Tauren blow after blow regardless of her vision now spinning, she saw Yarion shout, his demonic voice sounding out through the tower and throwing the rogue off the tower. Feeling herself slip into darkness, Andais saw the Tauren approach her though his armour and fur was singed and burned he still was alive. A warm, soothing sensation soon ripped throughout her body and her eyes opened just as she inhaled the nature magic of healing surround her entire body.

Lifting her mechshades on top of her head, her dark eyes looked around her just to see a green hair night elf rush to her side, in the distance a Shadowmoon stalker howled and tackled the Tauren head on, who was also pinned to the ground by a flurry of arrows. “Thank Elune I got to you in time!” the night elf praised her Moon goddess as she knelt beside Andais and casted again, a ring of healing appeared underneath the warlock and the power of nature again overwhelmed her senses “Thank…you” she croaked out seeing a human hunter appear at the top of the tower holding an enchanted long bow. The Tauren now definitely dead.

Helping Andais sit up, the night elf gave her a serene smile “We saw you had trouble when the enemy sprung a surprise attack upon you, Aum got the Paladin downstairs but I raced upstairs after I saw you falter” gesturing to the hunter, the druid scowled and shook her head “Undead and the poison the very thing I detest it is not the natural way” “Booleigh, Undead aren’t even natural themselves you know that” the hunter chuckled as he grabbed his quiver off his back and counted the arrows. “What is your name warlock?” the night elf queried noticing Yarion hover nearby, its own blue mass covered in scars from the rogue.

“Andais Lu and I can’t thank you enough Booleigh for saving me” the druid laughed lightly and helped her up to her feet “You may use the magic of the Burning legion but you use it against the enemy so I cannot be against you”. The two ladies and void lord joined the hunter who stood near the flag that was now changed to Alliance “We are not out of the woods yet, this tower must burn before we join the rest of the Alliance”.

To be continued…

Story Time: The Neverending Fight

Part 2

Dun Baldar, Alterac Valley; Alterac Mountains

She watched the Shadow priest buff her and her warrior comrade, the two females both had eagerness to ride out to battle and she could hear the war drums in the distance being beaten. Andais Lu looked up at Yarion who stared off into the far distance, wondering what her demon was thinking about at this hour. The gates creaked as they were being lifted out of their lock, battle cries and cheers echoed throughout the eager Alliance. Andais closed her eyes and muttered whatever quick prayer for the safety of everyone before spreading her hands and casting a simple summoning spell. A demonic neigh sounded into her ears as she heard the other saddle up onto their horses, opening her eyes she found herself sitting upon her dread steed.

Next to her on either a mechanised bird or a Twilight drake, both Liorae and Mookie gave the warlock wide smiles “Let’s do this!” Mookie unsheathed her sword and lifted it into the air as the rest of the offensive squadron screamed out “For the Alliance!” and the entire group took off down the mountain hill and out into the cold air.

Andais Lu bit down on her bottom lip as she held onto the mane of her dread steed, fel fire blew back under its hooves and it charged forward, the destination for their squadron to hit Galvangar’s base of Iceblood Garrison and kill any of the Horde that stood in their way. Looking to her left she saw Yarion run next to her, his giant blue fists curled up. The demon was always used to battling, it was his contract and his service but she still didn’t like putting him up against a raid of Horde.

Galloping past the various bunkers and finally past Stonehearth Outpost where Captain Balinda Stonehearth stood. She was the first line of defense for the Alliance, behind her Andais heard a couple of her fellow soldiers shout “A couple of us will stay behind and help defend Balinda and our bunkers, they must not get through” already a small grouping turned left and headed towards the outpost. Andais continued charging forward, following Liorae and Mookie who was up ahead and now joined by a gnome on a ram. With a sparkling staff on her back and a water elemental running next to her, Andais realised it was a Frost mage. Encouraging her dread steed to run faster, it neighed again and rushed forward reaching the three ladies at the front “Ohh she finally caught up with us” Mookie grinned noticing the appearance of the warlock at her side.

Liorae giggled as she gestured towards the small gnome woman who stared up at Andais with curious blue eyes “Andais meet our closest friend and fellow fighter, Kuppy Von BunBun” the said mage giggled and gave a mischievous wink “Frost mage at your service Ms Andais” her voice light hearted and chirpy. Andais couldn’t help but grin back in return ignoring the other soldiers charge past them and head up the hill towards Iceblood garrison, they were close. In the far distance to the left she could make out more animals and creatures with horns, tusks and pointed ears. The Horde.

Up ahead, a Draenei paladin shouted “We don’t need many against the Orc captain, the rest of you should try and reach the General at Frostwolf and knock out their towers along the way”. Reaching the garrison, Mookie dismounted along with Liorae “Andais, you and Kuppy should try and grab their Iceblood graveyard so our spirit masters can have a plant in Horde territory” Kuppy reined in her ram and ran down the makeshift path “Come along Ms Andais, let’s clear the path for the squad”. Nodding and quickly following the gnome, Andais gestured Yarion to quickly follow.

Monitoring the graveyard, four Frostwolf soldiers kept watch, waving her hand that glowed purple Andais dismounted from her dread steed as it disappeared back into the Twisting Nether. Yarion charged forward past her and into the four soldiers, his fist uncurled and exposing his claws, behind him Kuppy’s water elemental blasted the four with ice freezing them temporarily. Waving her fingers in the familiar casting motion, Andais casted a special buff to help with her fel fire. Green demonic magic washed over her as Fire and Brimstone was charged up and she quickly released green fire into the four soldiers. Next to her, she heard shards of ice fly past her and smash into the soldiers.

Being clawed, bashed, incinerated and frozen from all sides, the Frostwolf soldiers howled as they attempted to get close to the two casters only to be blocked by their minions. Behind her Andais heard a loud boom and looked over her shoulder to see Iceblood garrison a burning inferno. The offensive squadron had defeated Galvangar and were coming out of the base. Hurrying forward past the fighting enemy who were busy trying to move away from Yarion, Andais tapped into the Graveyard and did a simple spell of conquer watching the flag change from Horde to Alliance.

Spinning around, Andais casted again and released more fire, Incinerate burning through the Tauren and Orcs just in time as she saw Mookie and Liorae run forward, a battle cry uttered from the fury warrior who buried her sword into the heart of the two soldiers, Kuppy and her elemental finishing off two of the Orcs and Liorae who was now in her Shadowform burned the mind of the last soldier. Breathing out relieved, Andais leaned against the graveyard post watching the rest of the offensive squadron gallop past them and head towards Frostwolf camp.

To be continued…

Story Time: The Neverending Fight

Part 1

Dun Baldar, Alterac Valley; Alterac Mountains

Andais Lu paced back and forth within the preparations cave of the Stormpike expedition, she wasn’t sure why she was back in her homeworld of Azeroth other than following the duties of being part of the Alliance. It had happened all too quickly, a main bulk of the garrison commanders on Draenor had been ordered to portal back home immediately. It was on a request from the trio of clans that ran Ironforge after they in turn had recieved help through express post of the Stormpike Expedition needing more military to Alterac Valley against the Frostwolf Clan. Now ever since she had started her training as a warlock when she was 17 years old, Andais had never understood the ceaseless faction war.

Even now as she stood inside the dim cave while protection spells and summons were being made by her fellow casters, arrows were counted and swords sharpened she did not understand the ultimate reason of why Alliance fought Horde. The mixture of races stood near the closed iron gates that led into the snow covered valley, there was fellow humans, night elves, worgen, gnomes, dwarves, pandaren and draenei.

The warlocks loyal demon, the void lord Yarion stood close to his mistress, he could sense the building tension emanating from all the species. Feeling rather overwhelmed with the amount of soldiers inside one small space, Andais Lu moved towards the gates and inhaled the crisp mountain air coming through the spaces in between ear iron bar. “You got conscripted into this madness too?” a feminine voice whispered softly near her. Nodding twice she turned her head to the blue face female with horns, a Draenei.

Robed in pale colours and a staff on her back, the Draenei’s blue eyes illuminated regarded Andais and offered her hand “I am Liorae” grasping her hand with a gloved one, Andais briefly smiled though it could not be seen behind her Plasma mechshades “Andais Lu”. Releasing her grip, the warlock gestured towards the glowing staff on Liorae’s back “I gather you are one of our healers, a priest?” Liorae’s lips slipped into a mischievous smile “Not just any priest, my speciality is in shadows”. Andais had heard of this type of priest, they preferred dealing damage as much as any other caster but could heal on the side if needed.

Andais returned another smile “Then we will be along the same lines for damage” Liorae clapped her hands together excitedly “You can join myself and Mookie then, though I think being a warrior they will want her in the main front lines while we stay at the back” “Are you talking about me again Lio?” an elegant but firm female voice echoed behind them. Looking over their shoulders, the two ladies saw a armour plated woman approach them carrying her helmet under one arm. Liorae beamed at the warrior and gestured her towards Andais “I have found another volunteer to join our small zerg group!” it dawned upon the warlock in that moment that these two were part of the offensive squadron and she had just hopped on the bandwagon without thinking about it.

To be continued…

Story Time: A Pandaren Break

Part 5

Paw’don Village, The Jade Forest- Pandaria.

Now back into wearing her felweave attire, plasma mechshades, demon belt of Argus and her Crystalfire spellstaff strapped to her back, Andais was ready to return to Draenor. The three week mini holiday had come to a close. Steadying her jade serpent who stared at the portal unsure, it had never left the sanctuary of the Arbortoreum growing up from a hatchling let alone leaving the island continent all together. Rubbing the top of Fang-Jie’s head affectionately, Andais leaned forward “You won’t feel anything when dimension hopping trust me”.

Leaning back into her saddle, Andais gestured Mero forward “You go first Mero, you know the way home” roaring softly, her flying sabre submitted and walked into the portal disappearing in a sparkle of blue arcane magic. Fang-Jie whimpered out seeing the magic sparks and shrank back, sliding off the serpent’s back, Andais stood in front of him and guided him forward with his reins “We’ll do this slowly Fang-Jie, just look into my eyes and walk forward.

Walking past the monk trainer Matthew Owens who was also channelling the portal to Stormwind, Andais Lu disappeared into the blue magic, still holding onto her new mount’s reins, Fang-Jie stumbled forward and his long jade body soon entered the portal too. Seeing his mistress up ahead, Fang-Jie moved closer almost knocking Andais Lu over, laughing out loud the warlock patted the side of the serpent’s face and continued walking forward.

The afternoon sun blazed onto both rider and companion as they entered the side garden of Stormwind City, large turtles walked about and a large air balloon hovered above them. Channelling the portal, Ang the Wise greeted warmly “Welcome home Andais! I see you brought back one of our legendary serpents” Andais turned around and smiled as she observed Fang-Jie take in his new surroundings squirming in his reins like a curious child. Hovering nearby, Mero paced the air flapping his wings impatiently, he too was eager to return to the alien world and see the other felines back in their garrison.

Pulling out her hearthstone and mentally slapping herself for not using it while the three of them were still in Pandaria, Andais pulled her two mounts together “I should have used this before rather than take the portal back here to Stormwind” holding the stone in her gloved hands, Andais closed her eyes and thought of Draenor. Her hands glowed green as the symbol on the grey stone flashed briefly and the trio vanished inside an arcane circle and out of the park.

“By the Light! Andaissss!” “Is that a dragon?!” “Ooo flashy tabard Commander!!” cries of joy, exclaimations and loud meowing sounded through the warlock’s ears, wincing slightly as she opened her eyes and pushed her mechshades on top of her head. Surrounding her, Mero and a bewildered Fang-Jie was the Draenei shadow priest Tuulani, the human Frost mage Serena, human Subtlety rogue Shelly Hamby and her two battle cats Skitty, a Cinder kitten and ZenZen, an Arcane feline. Andais Lu laughed as she swept up all three ladies into a hug “Glad to see the garrison is not in rubble my friends” Mero bounded forward as he was pounced by the two kittens roaring happily.

Fang-Jie unfortunately stared in surprise at his new surroundings, though this new place had the familiarity of Stormwind City it was evening and the air definitely did not feel like Azeroth. His eyes widened as he curled his long tail unsure only to see a Pandaren approach him with calming hands. While hugging her three comraders and followers, Andais saw Fen Tao approach her jade serpent and quickly released her hold “Oh Fang-Jie I’m so sorry!” she hugged the serpent sympathetically. The Pandaren Monk bowed to Andais “You brought a serpent from my homeland Commander, I offer my assistance in helping the jade dragon in handling the new surroundings that is Draenor”.

Andais Lu smiled thankfully “Thank you so much Fen Tao” bowing back, she handed him one of the reins, looking up into her serpents eyes, she rubbed down his muzzle “You recognise Fen, don’t you Fang-Jie. He too is from Pandaria, he has offered to help you settle in” swishing his tail once, Fang-Jie addressed his mistress before looking at the Pandaren holding one of his reins. A rumble echoed in the serpent’s throat as he glided forward and sniffed around Fen Tao. His stiff demeanor instantly relaxing as he recognised the air around the Pandaren and dropped his back claws to the ground. Sighing out relieved, Andais smiled widely as the rest of the garrison ran towards them. They were home.

The End…or so you think

Story Time: A Pandaren Break

Part 4

The Arboretum, The Jade Forest- Pandaria.

Andais Lu had been at the residence of the Order of the Cloud serpent for the past three weeks now having decided to train herself one of the serpents that flew around the skies of Pandaria. Though her sabre Mero was often intimidated by the growing jade dragon that was his mistress’ racing companion in the skies, Andais was confident that her two flying companions would be used to each other once she passed the final racing test.

Throwing a piece of turtle meat to her dragon, it gobbled down the treat and hovered down towards her, it knew now to not nudge Andais too much for being so big it had a tendency to knock the warlock onto her backside. Affectionately patting the top of the jade serpent’s head, Andais beamed happily “Elder Anli said I could give you a name, what do you think of Shang Fang-Jie, it means Never-ending hunger in their language” laughing in a teasing tone she gave the serpent another piece of turtle meat who quickly chomped it down “And you my beloved pet seem to have a bottomless pit of a stomach”.

Letting go of Fang-Jie, Andais turned around and entered the small wooden shelter that housed the eggs and tiny tamed serpents. Approaching Elder Anli, she bowed low towards her instructor and one of the order’s masters “What do you wish for me today Elder?” the elderly Pandaren turned around and laughed softly, bopping the top of Andais’ silk hat “Even after three weeks in being my company you are still so formal Andais Lu, come now you know our Order are all family including our reptile companions”. Andais blushed a faint pink and nodded “It’s my upbringing Anli, to acknowledge your elders with the correct term”.

The Pandaren patted her back “Why don’t you ask Jenova on your extra-curricular activities you’ve done all your training from me today”. As always after her usual racing or missions from Elder Anli, Andais recieved more casual activities such as tending to the injured hatchlings on Windward Isle or fishing for sugar minnow, like Fang-Jie needed more food to consume. The warlock sometimes wondered with the serpent’s growth spurt, would he soon become wider than longer because of the amount of food she fed him daily.

Story Time: A Pandaren Break

Part 3

Dawn’s Blossom, The Jade Forest- Pandaria.

Landing in the cobbled streets of the mountain village, the winged guardian Mero carried his mistress to the Drunken Hozen, an inn that was the main hub of accommodation and food in Andais Lu’s favourite village. Sliding off Mero’s back, Andais led him to Hong the Kindly, the resident stable master. The Pandaren smiled widely bowing to the warlock “Miss Andais, welcome back to Dawn’s Blossom” Andais grinned handing over her sabre “Hello again Hong, can you please tend to Mero he’s had a short flight from Paw’don Village” the stable master nodded patting Mero who growled softly towards him “Certainly Miss Andais, he’ll be rested in no time”.

Giving Hong a couple of gold pieces, Andais turned around and trotted up the stairs and into the inn, walking past the tipsy or drunk Pandaren on the ground floor she walked up the stairs and approached the innkeeper Lin Windfur. The female Pandaren was busy nose buried in counting her revenue for the day. Beaming towards her Andais politely cleared her throat, looking up Lin yelped with joy and pulled the warlock into a literal bear hug “Andais Lu! Good to see you my child!”

Andais laughed as she winced slightly “Tight…hug…Lin…” the Pandaren reluctantly released her back onto her feet but continued to hold her hands “Where have you been my fel sorceress, we have missed you here at the Drunken Hozen!” Andais bowed in apology “Ohh the same old, aiding the Alliance in their endeavours, the Dark Portal opened again but led to an altered time line, I ended up having my own garrison in that alien world and therefore ranked up to Commander”. Lin released one of her paws and fanned her face “Always fighting against the Horde, you know violence is never the answer, I thought your High King would understand that by now”.

The warlock giggled and nudged Lin playfully “Don’t say that too loud Lin, both factions presence are still here in Pandaria despite being diluted” the Pandaren female shrugged her shoulders in her red dress “I would voice it to King Varian himself if he was still here! Now let me have a look at you” distancing herself from Andais, Lin inspected the warlock “Your entire attire reeks of fel magic, if you are staying here for a while you MUST change!” Andais blanched out in shock “But Lin, I only brought a singular dress” Lin waved her off towards the stairs “Then go to Singegruff in courtyard you remember he’s our local merchant for clothes”.

Admitting defeat once more, Andais Lu nodded and walked back downstairs and out of the inn, turning to the right she trotted down into the courtyard towards the white armoured Pandaren who held a small hammer. Carrying a small sack of gold she bowed towards Singegruff “By order of Lin Windfur I’m told to change my outfit” the armour merchant regarded her amusedly and laughed “When Ms Windfur demands, we must comply”. He turned around and rummaged through his boxes underneath the red wooden shelter.

Later on back inside the Drunken Hozen, Andais Lu stared at her appearance, gone were the felweave raiment and amice, her cloak was removed from her back and even her mechshades could not be kept on her face. Here in the peaceful surroundings that was Pandaria, the warlock was wearing something that she could blend in with the locals. The Faded forest silk cowl and gloves easily matched the dress she had brought from her garrison and with her brunette hair tied into a bun and tucked under the hat, she felt incredibly naked without her heavily enchanted trinkets.

Standing behind her, Lin clapped her paws together in approval “Now you are ready for your adventures here!”

Story Time: A Pandaren Break

Part 2

Paw’don Village, The Jade Forest- Pandaria.

Adjusting her mechshades with one of her gloved hands, another hand holding onto the mane of her flying steed Mero Andais stepped out into the overcast daylight that was Paw’don village. Last time she was here she was arriving on the Skyfire ship in search for King Varian’s son Prince Anduin, now it was far quieter and despite the dim presence of both Alliance and Horde the Pandaren were relaxing to their returned peace.

Catching sight of Mayor Sunke Khang, she clasped her hands together and bowed low, he nodded to her recognising the warlock briefly before returning to his conversation to both Teng Applebloom, the village’s brewer and Taran Zhu, Lord of the Shado-pan. Rell Nightwind, a night elf and part of the SI:7 corps looked surprised seeing her “Andais Lu? What are you doing back in Pandaria? Did the High King send you?”

Andais laughed softly and shook her head as Mero grumbled gently beside her, patting his head she explained to the agent “My garrison saw fit that I return to Pandaria for a vacation…I’m apparently working too hard on Draenor” Rell laughed and nodded “It is good that the conflict has subsided here, the Pandaren are very grateful we have moved our clash with the Horde elsewhere” Andais sighed out loud shaking her head, even in this new year she still didn’t understand why both factions had to always be at war.

Smiling towards the brewer, the warlock flipped two gold pieces and a couple of silver to him “Teng can I please have a Panderan plum wine?” Teng smiled at her “Always preferring something sweet Miss Warlock, some things haven’t changed I see” Andais giggled as she was given a round bottle full of violet liquid “Aye it hasn’t” bowing to the gathering once more, Andais pulled out her map from one of Mero’s side satchels and browsed it briefly.

“Dawn’s Blossom, that was a favourite point of ours in the Jade Forest Mero, let’s go there” the sabre roared in agreement and stretched out his large feathery wings as his mistress placed the map back into the bag and climbed onto his back. Breaking into a run, the winged guardian leaped up into the air and took off into the cloudy sky heading north to one of the villages.