Lulabells

"Why do they have to be so damned creepy?"  The question hung for a moment, two sets of eyes turned to the speaker who stood over the seeping corpse of  a massive spider, sweeping bits of its hair from her shoulder with a frown. Her younger brother merely chuckled and turned back to continue on the path they were following, the slender Blood Elf cocked her head to one side "So you get the shivers every time you have to kill one." she quiped, and hopped over to her charger that stood a few feet away. Lulabells rolled her eyes and stradled her bike, falling in behind Verenos charger.  They were nearly to Shattrath after a successful trip to Auchindon that had seen a few appropriate scourge meet their ends. Relaxing at Worlds End with a hot mug of mead was all she wanted at the moment, they would return to Northrend in a short while, friends planned a raid on Icecrown and Lulabells, Vereno and Dooku rarely missed a friends call, besides, there were rumors that Lord Marrowgar had been restored and needed another trip to destruction.


"It's burned."
"No it is NOT."
"It IS"
"Piss off then and make your own."
Vereno cast narrowed eyes that glittered with mirth on her friend, Lulabells scowled back. "You have no appreciation for Tauren cooking" she snapped. "If Taurens cooked maybe I would develope one." Vereno shot back with a smile. Lulabells sighed, sitting and nibbling at the meal she had made and pointedly ignoring Vereno as she scraped darkened bits from her portion and flicked them at her. Dooku chuckled and she shot him a dark look "You are NOT helping, it's our mothers recipe you know." Dooku shrugged and ate without comment, "I like it." Nytemoon sat beside her, casting Vereno a bright look "Blood Elves don't have good pallets, they're all mana burned and messed up by energy abuse." she commented in a matter of fact tone. Vereno's mouth fell open "We most certainly are NOT mana burned! I have an excellent pallet!!" Nytemoon and Lulabells grinned at her.
"Enough chatter folks there's an ass here I want to kick." A tall Blood Elf finished his meal and stood, his exceptionally pale skin shaded by the brim of his helm. Albinorhino usually led their raids, good humored but no-nonsense, he had more experience fighting the scourge than most of them. "Well, Marrowgar doesn't really have an ass." a Forsaken Rogue half hidden behind Dooku commented casually as he stood, Guzzle always had something to say. "More of a pelvis I think" Froggy agreed, clapping Albino on the shoulder and smiling. "Smart asses I have in abundance though." Albino smacked her hand away with a smile.
Lulabells stood, they were all in good spirits, which helped, it was painfully cold, though the feel of the ice lessened as she closed her eyes and drew the forces of nature from within herself, her skin changed, the soft red and white patterned hide became coarse and hard, her entire form blurred for a moment and then came back, her arms branches, her legs roots, leaves rustling around her head. Once she'd taken her healing form, everyone in the group reflexively sighed, the aura of a tree of life was refreshing and reasurring. Nytemoon waved a hand and totems appeared, adding more comfort and strength to the group as Froggy began placing blessings on each of them. Across the room, past the Ebon Blade knights, massive scourge undead stood glaring at them, they would have to fight their way through these mindless servants to reach Marrowgar and take him down.

Starting stories

I'm going to start writting again, for recreation, to spark my imagination and use some of the talent I have. I've always enjoyed it, don't know why I keep stopping, life just seems to discourage being creative and running a fountain of creativity. I'm going to start with simple things, basing in what I work with every day, World of Warcraft. Character development practice etc. I'm going to use the characters of friends and family and Guildmates, if anyone sees their toon pop in and has input, email me. Not seeking criticism yet, I'll need that later, ideas about your own toons would be helpful.