[A-RP] The <Lionheart>

Argent Dawn
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04/08/2018 05:46Posted by Tallat

Blue side not required for friendship. Love you forever.


To stand beside Tallat, is to be blue side! And the feeling is mutual.
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Have had an wonderful time fighting these guys during the Drums of War. I've never felt more important and special than when four Lionheart rogues emerged from stealth and tried to stab me to death at Caer Darrow. It was an amazing experience.
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But make no mistake. We are still mega garbo.
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The garboiest.
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Getting poisoned, ribs broken, beaten up, stabbed, hacked and your sword nicked.

Ha ha, yes!
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Tales From the City: Cahlen Moonheart


There was a ringing in Cahlen’s ears that lingered after she had stumbled through the portal. Quickly, she was ushered away by a rotund man with a friendly, round face.

Clad in white, he explained that he was a priest at the Cathedral here in Stormwind, and that he would be escorting her there along with a group of her kin, all evacuated from Darnassus what seemed like mere moments ago. “We will attend to you, and you can stay there for as long as you require, friends,” he said; the realisation of her circumstances loomed woefully underneath the ringing, and she only managed to nod meekly as the priest continued: “… Yet I fear that we may be running out of space, but it is no worry my friends, I will knock on doors until I have found a place for all of you…” He led them through the city that on this day somehow appeared busier than ever. Human passers-by turned their heads and stared at the forlorn group as they wandered down streets and around corners on their way, curious yet empathic expressions painting most of their faces.

On arrival at the steps of the Cathedral, Cahlen was offered a thin blanket and a small cup of water. She just now noticed how dry her throat felt, and chugged the water down greedily. The kindly priest who had escorted them here now stood with his hands on his hips and frowned, looking over the large crowd of evacuees huddled together in small clumps, legs crossed on the steps and on the square around the centre fountain. The ringing in Cahlen’s ears had faded out and been replaced by a pounding headache, as well as a jagged pain in her heart. “I will go and see myself updated on the situation, my friends. Please stay here, and simply call down one of my brothers or sisters should you require something, be it food, water or aid,” the priest said with a mildly distracted tone; he then wandered up the steps toward the entrance of the Cathedral and away from the group.

Cahlen sat down at the foot of the steps, rubbing her temples whilst attempting to process the recent events. Everything is lost, she thought. I am all alone now. She uttered a sound best described as a mixture of a sigh and a pained yelp, plonking her face into her hands. Elune be with us. She repeated that thought over and over, like she had done back in Darnassus when fleeing the all-consuming fires.

Minutes turned to hours as the day turned to evening, the last beams of sunlight fading on the horizon. Cahlen was still huddled together with her group at the foot of the Cathedral steps. They had received a loaf of bread from a local baker that they were now sharing, as well as more blankets from a generous nobleman who had passed by earlier. Cahlen felt the warmth of the goodness in this city’s folk, yet it could not fully drown out the trepidation of being in a strange city like this. It wasn’t home. The group she had come along with were strangers too. They had all been too shocked to speak much, enveloped in their own living nightmares of fire and catastrophe. In fact, Cahlen herself was so lost in frightful thought, she had not noticed the man approaching the group. Her body jerked involuntarily when he cautiously poked her on the shoulder, her heart thumping away as she turned her head and stared at him.

“I am Kcavin Cane, I have been sent to offer my lady’s home to any refugees from Teldrassil; she could not come herself at this time, unfortunately,” the man said. Cahlen noticed how the deep, red hue of his hair stood out from the rest of his highly unremarkable appearance, even for a human. She wanted to respond, yet before a word could escape her lips, the man continued: “Her doors are open, and her home can be your new home until you get settled. We can only imagine what you must feel right now, and so we thought it best to offer you a safe, serene place to deal with your pain.” He said the last part in a slightly too rehearsed manner, she thought. The man, Kcavin, smiled brightly at the group in spite of the bleakness of his words, and he extended a hand to Cahlen. She hesitated and looked around at the group, but when she saw their sorrow-stricken faces, she made the decision to accept Kcavin’s offer by taking his hand. He pulled her up gracefully as could be, and immediately turned around to lead the way, gesturing for the group to follow along. His movement was like a prance, springy but elegant. He reminds me of a gazelle, Cahlen mused, and right then, she couldn’t prevent the ends of her lips from curling upwards ever so slightly.


A serious story for a serious audience.
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07/08/2018 22:24Posted by Jasserai
your sword nicked.


https://i.imgur.com/uyKgrYk.gif
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Hey, you guys are great! Stay awesome, and thanks for the wonderful RP tonight!
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07/08/2018 22:24Posted by Jasserai
Getting poisoned, ribs broken, beaten up, stabbed, hacked and your sword nicked.

Ha ha, yes!

That's just a regular Lionheart Tuesday to you, we have an excellent medical plan.

08/08/2018 00:00Posted by Dalbrom
Hey, you guys are great! Stay awesome, and thanks for the wonderful RP tonight!

Thank you for the RP! Hope to see you around!
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And thank you from me as well, I've had fun fighting all of you throughout the last couple of weeks.
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Its been an honour and a pleasure fighting you guys. On behalf of the Sanguine Eye, you're all awesome. I can only hope Battle for Azeroth will be filled with yet more confrontations as amazing as the ones we've had during the Drums of War campaign.

I want to have a magic stand-off with Thyasa and Valis, damn it.
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I have to say, it has been an absolute pleasure working with you guys during the Lordaeron campaign. Here's to many more in any upcoming campaigns!

I now seek out revenge on Thyasa for burning TWO of my tabards.

Shout outs to Vaalec, who was not afraid to show his fear at the server crashing.

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Hey Ohlin, thanks for taking me with you! :)
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A Vindicator's duty is to protect those in need.

The old teacher’s words echoed loud in Tallat’s mind as he stared at Lotheridan in disbelief. With horror in his voice, he called out. “You cannot do that!” He followed with a desperate correction. “We do not do that!” The order was given to burn the tower, packed with fleeing elves, to bring an end to this battle of the Siege of Lordaeron. Tallat stepped forward at once, ready to pull the people from the fire with his own hands, but he found the way impassable as the flames crept up the stonework and onto the structure. He protested again, hopelessly. “We are heroes!”

“Shut up, Tallat, you fool!” cried Thyasa, fury in her mouth and her hands, which spewed gouts of purple flame with terrible enthusiasm. He had heard that phrase many times this week. Admonishment never bothered him much, especially when it was the harsh words of friends who would one day come to regret them. But this was different. He fired back, this time, with resolve. “No! We are better than this!” Surrounded by hatred, by rage, by all the terrible things this war had wrought, he closed his eyes and found that they were wet with tears. The training, from millennia ago, told him what to do.

A Vindicator's duty is to lead by example.

He turned his back. For a moment he was paralyzed, eyes darting from face to face, soaking up the grim averted gazes and gleeful sadistic grins. A bitter exchange broke out behind him as Aurick made his stand, and though he dared not look, Tallat was relieved to not be alone. He found himself walking away, hoofbeats on broken cobblestones, until he was frozen again, distracted by the quiet sound of crying. He instinctively reached out. “Are you ok, friend?”

Lileanna did not reply. It was a stupid question. They stood in near-silence for a long time, full of resistance and resignation, trying their best to drown out the screams of pain and cries of bloodthirsty triumph. Soon they were running again, running until his lungs were filled with fire, running as the green clouds of death closed in behind them. After catching his breath in heaving coughs, he refused to rest, fearing that misery might take hold. He tended to the wounded with as much spirit as he could bear, with a single note coursing through his mind.

A Vindicator's duty is to never falter in his faith.

His thoughts were soon consumed by the intertwined currents of grief and hope. The Light does not abandon its champions. It would care for those in the tower, in this world or the next, just as it cared for him. But he had been carried into a despicable, cowardly act. Friends, once so virtuous, had lifted the word ‘war’ like a shield. As if this petty mortal conflict could protect them from guilt. They would see, one day, and the Light would forgive them. So would I, he thought, and he prayed that the sons and daughters of those in the tower could forgive them, too.

It was not long before the whirlwind of action was over, and he found himself stepping through the portal to the forest. He walked home slowly, head hung low and full of sad thoughts. He wondered where the next battle would be. He wondered who else would die. He wondered if his newest friend or any of her companions had made it to safety. Clutching at the outline of a flower in his pocket brought a fresh wave of sobs. But it was determination which rose from the ashes of despair.

A Vindicator’s duty is to be a beacon of the Light.

His duty was more important than ever. To inspire others to kindness. To love each and every person dearly. To bring light to a darkening world. He opened the door and knelt by his bed. Closing his dampened eyes, he prayed for forgiveness and for strength, remembering the oft-repeated words of a very old friend.

In the Light, we are one.
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08/08/2018 02:16Posted by Calaran
Hey Ohlin, thanks for taking me with you! :)


[screams in your face barbarically]

(You're welcome pal, was good to have you :) )
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08/08/2018 01:42Posted by Talenthiel


I want to have a magic stand-off with Thyasa and Valis, damn it.


I'd like that! One day, these Sin'dorei must learn who the true masters of the Arcane are.

08/08/2018 02:05Posted by Delyrien
I now seek out revenge on Thyasa for burning TWO of my tabards.


You had it coming and you know it.
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Update #3

With the Drums of War campaign over the Lionheart returns to their guild hall. It does not mean their participation in the faction war is over, however, as this was merely the beginning! Many were injured, the faith of some shaken as the horrors of war revealed themselves, and one lost his life during the campaign itself - Velthraan (also known as 'Flash' by some).

We had a lot of fun in both parts, made many friends (Mandala'dor, Hand of Cenarius) and enemies (The Sanguine Eye, Bladewing, etc...) alike! Their stories will undoubtedly continue as we head into the Battle for Azeroth expansion. I personally cannot wait!

BUT WAIT THERE IS MORE!

Recruitment

Recruitment opens up again 1 week after BfA launches (21st of August). This allows us to experience a week of the new expansion before we kick back into action with a new recruitment drive. There have been many, many people asking to join us and unfortunately we cannot house them all in the OOC guild...

Which is why the officer team has decided to try something new that works with the concept of an actual guild.

The Lionheart Community

What is this?

The communities introduced for this expansion presents us with an opportunity to include a lot more people than this guild can manage. As the Lionheart is an IC guild that effectively makes it a community for those whose interests align. Joining the community means that you join the guild, and will be seen as an equal in that regard. This means you can hang around the guild hall, participate in quests and so forth!

The difference between the OOC community and the OOC guild

As you all know we do have larger stories that will be told over the next year or so. Those who are part of the OOC guild are eligible to participate in these. The ranks of Veteran, Champion and Lieutenant are also restricted to the guild. Some of the requirements (activity, mostly) will be less strict for the community.

The switch from community to guild

The community serves as a great way to trial people as well. If one is active and dedicated it is very likely they will be welcomed into the OOC guild should there be room!

Potential issues

This idea will be able to include people who have been waiting for ages to join us, and establish a community for like-minded people, both IC and OOC, which sounds great on paper! But in reality this also means the officer team will have a lot more to deal with. More people, more quests, and so forth already make a busy schedule worse.

An idea to deal with this relies on cooperation of everyone involved. Make your own quests, try your hand on DMing for a small group, be respectful and kind to your fellow player. All of the above will really help us make this one of the best places to be at.

Other notes

This is all very new so expect changes to happen as we try to make the community idea work as best as possible. Also in order to not flood our Discord server we have decided (for now) that once you are in the community you will be given an invite to the Discord after being with us for a week.

Thanks for reading and hopefully we can welcome you to the Lionheart soon!
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This sounds marvellous! Another reason to be excited for BfA's launch. How would one get involved with the Lionheart Community? - love from your favourite traitor xxx
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Yes, yes!

EDIT: I am interested!
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09/08/2018 11:44Posted by Dawntraitor
This sounds marvellous! Another reason to be excited for BfA's launch. How would one get involved with the Lionheart Community? - love from your favourite traitor xxx


You wouldn't happen to be the Alliance alt of a certain Sin'dorei hunter who tried to shoot me in Andorhal?