🕯️ Seeking Helping Hands for the Shadowed Market! 📿

[Elisà-argent-dawn]

Blessed Day and Praised Be, Wanderers

The Shadowed Market of the Cleft stirs beneath Orgrimmar, where whispers weigh more than gold, and debts are paid in things far worse than coin. Spirits in bottles, curses exchanged like trinkets, and relics of forgotten faiths pass from hand to hand under flickering torchlight.

But no market thrives without those who shape it.

I am looking for players to help breathe life into this event—to be its merchants, its enforcers, its schemers in the dark. Whether you sell the macabre, guard the gates, perform the rituals, or stir trouble in the shadows, the Market has a place for you. Then please contact me

“Ever heard of the Shadowed Market? No? Good. That means it’s still a secret worth keeping.”

Deep in the Cleft of Shadow, past the flickering torches and the watchful eyes of those who don’t ask questions, a meeting takes place. Not just any meeting—a night where the forsaken and the faithless trade in things best left unspoken.

No one here is selling bread or bolts of cloth. Here, relics of forgotten faiths and whispers from the other side change hands for a price—and not always in gold. Some come to buy power, some to rid themselves of burdens. Others? They just want to survive the night.

What Happens at the Soul Market? (could be for example:)

Trade in Rare Shadow Artefacts
“Would you like the eye of a seer? Or perhaps the fingers of a lost prophet?”
If you know what to look for, you might find something… or someone… worth taking home.

Undergo Dark Rituals
Need a curse lifted? Or perhaps you’re looking to place one. Maybe you’re after something deeper—a pact with the unknown, the kind that lingers long after the deal is struck.

Intrigue & Secret Dealings
Not everyone at this market is here to trade fair. Some come to steal, others to silence. Maybe a relic goes missing. Maybe someone vanishes. The Shadow is always watching.

A Mysterious Bargain
A veiled figure offers something truly priceless—a second chance, a soul returned, knowledge long buried. But nothing comes without cost. Would you risk it?

Who I’m Looking For

• Merchants of the Macabre – Selling relics, cursed objects, bottled spirits, or forbidden knowledge? The Market is only as strange as those who fill its stalls.

• Masters of Ritual – Shadowpriests, warlocks, necromancers—anyone who can perform seances, curses, or spirit-binding ceremonies. Maybe someone needs a debt collected… or a soul freed.

• Market Enforcers – The Market has rules. Not just anyone gets inside. Who watches the doors? Who enforces the bargains? Maybe you uphold order—or take bribes to look the other way.

• Intriguers & Unseen Hands – A place like this draws thieves, spies, and assassins. Perhaps a relic will go missing, a deal will turn sour, or a secret will be sold to the highest bidder. Will you slip through unnoticed, or will your schemes unravel in the dark?

Want to Help?

I’m looking for players who want to shape the experience , whether in a big or small role. This isn’t just about trade—it’s about atmosphere, mystery, and the thrill of the unknown.

Best way to reach me? Find me on Discord through the Community of the Forgotten Shadows, where I host events. I’m also the OOC Guildmaster of the Forgotten Shadows, the community behind these gatherings.

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Thank you for reading and your time, and I hope to be in touch soon. May the shadows guide your path, and may the Market welcome you—if you dare.

Step into the Market, if you dare. But remember—once you owe the darkness, it always comes to collect.

[Elisà-argent-dawn]

The Market Stirs Once More…

The Cleft of Shadow is quiet tonight. Too quiet.

Beneath the flickering torchlight, past the winding tunnels where few dare to tread, a lone cloaked figure sets up a table draped in shadowed cloth. A lantern sways beside them, its dim light reflecting off a glass bottle filled with… something that moves. Not mist. Not liquid. Something that shifts.

A jagged note, scrawled in ink too dark to be anything but black, is pinned beside it:

“A relic has surfaced—whispered to be cursed. Its last owner? Gone. No trace. No body. No debt repaid. The Market always collects.”

“Who dares to claim it?”

The shadows press in. The flicker of whispered deals begins again.

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OOC Update – The Market Opens Soon!

We’ve already found some amazing players to help shape the Market, but there’s still room for more. Merchants, enforcers, schemers, and shadowed figures—you are all welcome within the Market’s grasp.

This is not just a place to trade. It is a meeting of the desperate and the dangerous, of whispered oaths and debts that cannot be undone. The bold come seeking power. The wise come to survive the night.

If you’re drawn to selling the macabre, enforcing the rules, performing dark rites, or stirring trouble in the shadows, the Market has a place for you. No experience needed—just bring your character and let the story unfold.

Reach me on Discord via the Community of the Forgotten Shadows or DM me here.

Step into the Market, if you dare. But remember—once you owe the darkness, it always comes to collect.

Shadows Watch Over You