Yeah, of course!
Why don’t you tell us a bit about your character concept?
It’ll be good to meet you!
I’m happy to announce our newest member…a Pandaren, garbed in orange.
The Doctor
We’re still trying to get this thing established, so if you’ve any interesting ideas, things you’d like to offer, or otherwise, please in contact!
While Booty Bay is intended as our ‘official’ In-Character base, you’ll find our members roaming around Stormwind and Duskwood as well. We’ve an excellent cast, and I’m sure your character deserves to join them.
Introducing to the Fellowship…
She’s sharper than a diamond-edged stilleto, deceptive, alluring, as sanguine and deadly as poisoned wine.
Introducing,
The Executioner.
Drowned in The Void, embraced by frigid magicks both shadowy and arcane, wielding the ancient powers of chaotic magic.
Gaze upon, the majesty, of…
The Cryomancer!
We welcome now to the guild, an ancient warrior of the Kaldorei…Haunted by a thousand, thousand human lifetimes’ worth of memory, their severed hand is now a gauntlet of silver!
Wielding sword and spell, they fight as they once did for the greatest of lords, now they bring retribution, on behalf of the Blades!
Behold,
The Saber of Ravencrest!
Very fun and good looking guild concept! I can only say I am hyped to see yall in the Wild, and perhaps contribute with a villain on the occasion. Good roleplaying yall!
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As well as our Blademoot on Sunday at 21.00, we have not one, but three events on the way!
Tomorrow at 19.00 realm time, our very own Craven will be presenting a ‘Rumble In The Jungle’, fighting against hostile, rainforest-dwelling bandits!
At 17.00 realm time (just before the Blademoot) on Sunday, Zaketh’ll be guiding us on a quest to recover the fabled Eye of Zett! A mysterious relic, forgotten by time!
Then, on Monday at 20.00, our Alliance members’ll be participating in the bare-knuckle, intense brawling of the Snake’s Gambit, who have kindly invited us along to their scrap in Old Town!
Why be bored, when you can throw yourself into our guild, and join the fun?
Come along! If you’ve read this far down the thread, what do you have to lose?
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Our Fellowship has it’s newest member…
A Kaldorei monster wrangler of renown, developed across realms and centuries. They are peace-loving, but don’t think that means peaceful! They’ll bring in the berks warm, wherever they’re hiding, and the harder they fight, the harder they fall.
Introducing…
The Pacifist
Introducing yet another two new adventurers to the band!
A rugged and dashing Elf, an enigmatic roamer of the moors and dales, slayer of spiders, raptors and trolls, wielder of lantern and enchanted axe. He is someone no monstrosity, no beast, can resist. He will track, he will trap, and you will remember him.
Behold,
The Highland Hunter!
A veteran of the Sons of Lothar, he left one world, only to find himself fighting for another. Slayer of Demons, Nerubians, and horrors of all description, one-eyed and ferocious he bears his runeblade as an extension of his own ferocious strength.
Beware,
The Son of Lothar!
Walking with two blades in both hands, clad in mail, comes yet another. Anyone can be a skilled swordsman if trained from a young age. But very, very few have what it takes to be a warrior like this Kaldorei. With a flash of steel, an evasive pirouette and a deadly coup de grâce, you best keep out the way of…
The Blade Dancer
Coming soon to the Fellowship of Blades,
They’re a towering, dark warrior of a maligned tribe, his Eche’ro’s antlers are soaked in the blood of demons. Driven only by vengeance and the honour of a worthy battle, no arrow, no sling, no spear and no spell can stop his unrelenting charge, as he crushes his foes into gore beneath his hooves! He’s big, he’s mad…
Keep out the path, of
The Bloodtotem
Once of a scion of power and majesty, now fallen into the inky black of the void. He still calls himself by his old title. His quest is personal, he will uncover the Shadow’s secrets, to his own mysterious ends! Through gold, freedom and time, he may yet find these amongst The Blades…
Behold, the once, future, and only…
The Magister
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Fantastic group of people, randomly encountered and joined an event and i fell in love with the characters and the people behind them. So much flavor and interactivity!
This guild is well-deserving of all the high praise! 
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Kindly provided by our generously volunteering DM, Zaketh, was an incredibly enjoyable adventure infiltrating a demon cult’s castle.
We fought to disrupt their ritual and recover a powerful artefact! Secrets of our new members were unveiled, and the Cutters, now Blades, relied on cunning and tactical acumen to overcome vast numbers of fanatics and demons.
While outgunned, they were not outwitted, and recovered the Eye of Zhett, a Nathrezim artefact of sinister and mysterious power.
Do you want an opportunity to flex your creativity, make friends, join us as a Dungeon Master! All members who wish to DM, will be taught if time and energy allow.
Join a guild with a difference, join a guild with our Sandbox Structure!
Also, proudly introducing to the guild…
A swift and cunning daughter of Suramar, the infinite, sublime forces of the Arcane flow through her blood and glow from her very eyes and fingertips. Covered with glittering runes that blaze like a starlit night sky, her powers are as dark and light, sweeping through and around them like the shining heavens themselves, with all their mystery and dread. Crackling, pure magic flows through their body, the wrathful essence of their very being.
Beware the tolling bell, she’s…
The Nightrunner!
A Son of Two Worlds, fiercely pierced, a tactical genius who wears every scar, every insult given as his armour, which is contempt itself. The Half Orc veteran is among the last living legacies of Alterac, and with every stab, every slice and parry of his blade, he restores the lost grace of his kingdom, and reclaims what he has been so-long denied.
You are not ready, it’s…
The Iron Hound!
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From the rainwashed hills of Stormsong comes a stout-hearted warrior, bearing the sting of grief and the duty of protecting home and family.
The Tidemother herself has lent her bounteous, fickle spirit to her strength, allowing her to swing her massive warhammer with the strength of a crashing tidal wave, pulverizing the skulls of foes with the ferocious strength of the raging squall and crushing fathoms. Tide to tide, sea to sea, she strides in service of adventure, bringing the horizon upon The Blades!
Ahoy! It’s…
The Oceanwalker
If you’re looking for an excuse to meet us In-Character, we’ll be meeting tomorrow in Booty Bay at 21.00.
If you’re hoping to meet us In-Character, there’s the time and place.
We also have an event tonight, starting in the same location, at 20.45!
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A summary of tonight’s event:
The Fellowship gathered for the first time formally at their headquarters in Booty Bay. They had been given a simple task, protect a town called Goodberry on the Stranglethorn-Duskwood border, and their midsummer festival, from any disturbances.
As it turned out, the quiet religious community was in fact the home of a deranged cult of sociologically questionable heretics. One thing led to another, and before long, blades were drawn and battle joined. But not all faced death.
The Pacifist used their unique talents to subdue the High Priest, even the form of a terrifying holy wraith. Now, he is captured and alive, locked in the corner of the Fellowship’s hideout, guarded by The Demologist’s felhound, and holy bindings placed on them by The Light of Autumn.
Who are they? Two of our newest members. I’ll introduce you to them soon.
Our new members! We’ve our first monthly Blademoot this evening at 21.00 realm time! If you’re looking to meet with the guild IC or OOC, be there, or be square!
Enshrouded in black robes, wielding balefire and brimstone, their worgish eyes have already glimpsed the darkness below, and despaired. Before the unprecedented wickedness that is coming, rising, rising, there is only one ultimatum. Burn. Taking staff in hand, weaving chaos, they reach into realms beyond realms, enslaving nightmarish creatures of infinite hunger.
Witness,
The Demonologist!
A Child of the Blood, now a vagrant forsaken, they walk through an uncertain world filled with age old dread and suspicion. Forced from one home, unsteadily moving through a new one, they will never sully themselves with sins of steel. Through their faith, through their very Light, their battle shall not be one of violence, but of healing, to defy against the one force that can never be defeated forever, death itself.
Enkindle,
The Light of Autumn!
Not everyone is hero. Not everyone is driven solely by virtue or righteous cause. Some just want to get loaded. Bane of the shepherds, the terror of the hills, this Draconic warrior’s thirstful lust for wealth, enchanted artefacts and plunder shall overcome even the most secure of tombs and temples. Bearing blade, spell, and claw, their treasure trove has only just begun…
Hide your valuables, it’s…
The Hoardkeeper!
Embittered, and lost. The Burning of Teldrassil took everything from her. Her family, her home, her hope. Yet do the dead sleep, do they rest? In her dreams, the spirit of her lost brother calls, drowned in the dark abyss of the Wildbend River as she descends into the darkness of her own tormenting memories. Why carry on, when you have lost all that is worth fighting for? Why take up steel, and battle in search of answers and closure?
Question,
The Wanderer!
From the forests of Ashenvale comes a primal hunter, their eyes glow violet, and their maw shines razor-sharp. Feel your ribcage vibrate with dread at the infrasound of her predatory growls and roars, before her eviscerating fangs and claws reduce you to a red mist. Taking the form of a great sabercat, and battling in the name of Balance and Mother Nature herself, you’d do well to ready yourself for…
The Druid of the Claw!
Some of the mightiest forces in this world are deceptively gentle. A faint breeze can build to a hurricane, a carefully chosen whisper can cause religions to rise and kingdoms to collapse in flames.
Energetic and glowing with radiant, ethereal energy within and without, this flower-crowned Elf is the embodiment of these mighty, ephemereal forces, that of dreams and visions, the living spirit that animates all that grows and blossoms.
As graceful as a spring dawn’s gust, and delicate and limber as a flowering branch, cunning and nimble like a mouse, yet blessed with wisdom and powers both divine and arcane, never underestimate a mage-priest of the Quel’dorei, for her boundless Light, golden and violet, will devour those who misjudge her power.
She has survived worse than you.
Awaken and smell the roses, it’s…
The Dreamer
To the person who asked me earlier about how we intend on doing TWW content, I wish to say that we’re intending on setting days aside to gather together in groups to attempt Delves, Dungeons, even a Raid or two. You’d play as your character, as would the others, with coordination being in-character.
Any named or lore-important NPC’s will be replaced with Aldi-price style lookalikes. Similar, in nature, but not quite so powerful or storied.
I hope this helped clear things up.
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Gamers, we made a Discord for those who wish to participate.
Come join! discord.gg/MT5X33yWgk
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