If only it werenât for those bloody goblet-wielding ghoulsâŚ
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By far the nicest Aerial RP guild on Argent Dawn. 
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100% Would have to agree with you!
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The Skyguard and friends protecting the city from the boy kings army.
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Shouldâve invited me for the screenshot! 
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A month to go before the Skyguard will be leaving to Northrend for the Return of the Damned Part 3. In the meantime the Skyguard are taking their training seriously with âfly-boyzâ training programme involving illusions, robots and a lot of yelling!
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A midnight story that is not canon and makes no sense
Long, long ago in Quelâthalas, the people of the high home were terrified by accounts of a dreadful epidemic, where, it was said, if you didnât wash your lettuce then you will invite plant spirits within your home. Those unfortunate enough to allow these spirits within their home would find they were never able to get rid of them and soon enough, these people would become victims where they were never seen again. So it was whispered that you should always wash your lettuce, less you wish for the sprites to wash your skin raw and eat you for dinner. Now everybody in Quelâthalas ensured to wash their lettuce, and no one durst overlook the hygienic state of their greens.
Now, unrelated to this morbid tale of Fabled sprites, there lived a man named Deâvontae and his unlikeliest of companions Malâthadian, who made their livelihoods as Dragonhwak riders.
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Some time before the twelfth bell of the evening, these two brave fliers could be found leaning against the walls of the Walk of Elders throwing coasters at drunkards on the floor.
âIâm bored!â exclaimed Malâthadian, flinging a coaster featuring Dame Jewels nâ Anders the scandalous female pirate impersonator, quite hard at the head of the drunk.
Deâvontae stooped to pick up his bottle, raising a brow before answering:
âOh? Iâm quite fed up with the city myself, I wonât lie. Itâs deader than a Silvermoon Phoenix in here. What say we head out of here and go for a walk?â
âReally? Iâd like that a lot, Iâve never been for a walk before.â
âWhat never?â
âNo, I always thought it was something you got invited to do and no one really invited me.â
And so it was the two began their walk outside of the gates of Silvermoon and into the autumn vibrant land of Eversong Woods. Merrily they enjoyed each others company in silence, remarking on the strange way the sky turned as they hit Dawning Lane and how Malâthadian should take care crossing the dead scar for his colour scheme of his armour would make him quite hard to pick out from the fallen.
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It was very dark at night, and there was neither moon nor star to light the way as they crossed the bridge to Sunstrider island. To make the darkness worse Malâthadian had made the decision to wear his bear hat that night and it did not do well in spite of the second pair of glassy eyes, in giving him vision. They knew theyâd have to pick up lanterns on the way at some point.
Cresting the hillock they came to the Shrine of Dathâremar, a popular tourist attraction, that usually had queues of people who didnât know anything about the history to the monument, but just wanted the Instacam likes. After a moment of quiet respect, Malâthadianâs decision for eating the offered bean soup by his Lieutenant came back to haunt him as just as they were getting their S.E.L.F.I.E. picture taken, a quiet parf left his armour causing Deâvontae to crack.
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Thrown out of the shrine, the two continued their walk with a slight snicker every few steps until they came across the grand bridge to Fairbreeze Village, which, would have been unremarkable if it wasnât for what happened shortly after this heart warming photograph.
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Out of nowhere, or rather, from behind them a giant Alpha leapt from the bridge and onto Deâvontae squashing him face first to the ground. Malâthadian bent double in laughter only to be on the receiving end of a topĂŠ attack by a goat to the buttocks. Joining Deâvontae, bear snout and nose to the ground, both elves turn in grumbled horror and then surprise. For it was their friend Ranthos!
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âHey you two pumperknickles, whatâs say we get out of here and go to a happening party down at the haven?â
âW- Ranthos! You praerie dog you! Youâve indented Malâthadianâs chaps with a prong mark from your ram!â
âNo, donât worry Deâvontae, I had them already.â
âOhâŚâ
ââŚWhat? I like the air on my cheeks.â
âBut a party Ranthos? Weâve no hat!â
Ranthos grins and gets off his goat only to wave his magic hands in the air and cause it to disperse in an ethereal cloud of smoke. Where it once stood, now lays three party hats!
With hats on heads, the trio made it to the party fashionably late and rocked it with their socks off and showed all the latest moves on the dance floor.
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They were such a hit the local ladies and gentry soon started to swarm them for information on their fashion knowledge and how to obtain a hat like their own. Luckily for them Deâvontae was an expert in escaping crowds and grabbed the two behind some uncanny resembling melons and army crawled out towards their closest safe haven. Lieutenant Iâlenâs home!
A looming building in the outskirts of Fairbreeze that by all accounts seemed quite forlorn which suited their LT quite nicely, because he himself was a bit of a forlorn looking man.
âHeâs bringing up a child here?â Ranthos remarked peering over the odd building and itâs large doorless frame.
âYeah⌠I donât know why either. But come on letâs kno-⌠oh! Itâs one of them doorless dwellings.â Deâvontae rubbed his chin and frowned âSo how do we knock?â
âGather closely lads. For I have a cunning plan!â Remarked Malâthadian, his bear maw grinning to show his own grin. And so with genius genes leading their way, the three lined up and made their loudest interpretation of a train that they possibly could.
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Sadly all this achieved was for a window to open at the top of the tower, a pale face to peer down on the elves, roll a pair of purple hued eyes and the window to slam shut again. Jilted at the door step the trio felt their mood plummet and decided, since Walkman were not invented in the world of Azeroth yet, theyâd instead go stare at their old base Mistbrook and remember the bad feelings so that their current low mood didnât feel as bad.
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Mistbrooks reminder that things were not so bad since they are standing and Mistbrook was a hunk of crap forgotten on the edge of the blackened woods, helped spur on our adventurers. And so with a little stop to pee in the riverâŚ
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âŚthey continued their walk. You could almost see how slowly enthused they became with their adventure, gaining momentum with every stride and enjoying the round about root their feet would take them. At times their feet led them to paths they already walked and others in a completely pointless loop. But walk they did and up the dead scar where they happened upon a rather disturbing scene of an Abomination in a high strung thong.
Ranthos pointed in abject horror as Malâthadian tried to stop vomiting, but Deâvontae became distracted as he realised how much like a fish Ranthos looked on a side profile. This worked to their benefit, because really Deâvontae had the worst stomach for such sights.
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Continuing on they left the blackened woods only to come back around onto the blackened woods again. We did say that their journey was not a well thought out one. They had to at a point, come to a stop so that Deâvontae could regard a map under the light of a lantern and Ranthos scared Malâthadian into falling off a bridge.
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Finally they made it over to Tranquillien where the local guards informed them to be wary of unwashed vegetables on their journey, but otherwise wished them a pleasant stay. But Ranthos was not one to take warnings lightly and frowned to his companionsâŚ
âWe best ward off the evil spirits of Lettuce and Sparagus otherwise who knows what will happen to us on our journey and what vegetables washed or otherwise will take their vengeance out on us!â
âWhat do you suggest Ranthos?â Deâvontae and Malâthadian replied in unison.
âThe dance macabre!â
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And so they boogied down, they sashayed left, they pranced forwards and they shimmied right until they felt for sure theyâd appeased any unwanted attention from angry vegetable spirits. As you can tell it was a very serious problem and something they took to heart.
The trio then waved goodbye to their new friend the guard in tranquillien and walked away to the gates of Quelâthalas. These were odd gates because quite frankly the decore was out of date and they were always open. Youâd think theyâd be a little more careful what with purple people wearing crowns and blue eyed priests with a small army of angry high borne trying to come in.
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But little did they know that at the time of their leaving the high home, an angry podling spirit born from the rage of an unwashed turnip was crossing the road the same time that they were. And with a wisp of white and keening cries our trio became vessels for the angry sprite who wanted nothing but vengeance for the crimes done to them.
The trio grabbed bushes and twigs and fashioned themselves to appear more eco-friendly and began their sneaky invasion into the Plaguelands, searching for the people responsible.
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In their journey the twigs and leaves became absorbed into their bodies, though they did not notice for they were still enchanted. The podling spirit was having great fun, even getting them to admit fealty into the podling clan of cumbers.
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When they finally came across some settlements the three moved in unison with a strange background song that followed them like a bard was playing music. It was strange but this music allowed them to go by undetected from those who had washed their vegetables, passing under the nose of the argent watchers.
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Infiltrating Lights Hope Chapel revealed a lead for the enthralled followers hailing news of unwashed vegetables in the larder of Hearthglen.
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The longer the enchantment held the less the will of those captured were able to push back. Until suddenly the world took on a rather vegetable glowâŚ
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SNAP! The sound of a raw carrot cracking, WHACK! the sound of a melon crunching and Malâthadian was gone! Turning in shock Deâvontae whirlled around only to see Ranthos on the ground breathing heavily. Deâvontae leant down to his friend, shaking him softly
âRanthos! Speak to me!â
ââŚDe-âŚdeâvontaeâŚwhat have they done to you-âŚâ
Was all Ranthos managed before doubling over in pain. Deâvontae looked at his hands and realised they were roots! He was not himself anymore!
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He looked back to Ranthos who no longer was the elf he used to be. Instead, two podlings looked at each other. And they knew what had to be done⌠so with the power of friendship, rainbows, veganism and hygiene - they marched for Hearthglen!
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Sneaking through the front gates to the sound of mission impossible, the duo snuck to the front of the keep where they came upon members of the Lights watch order quietly talking and enjoying the night air. Unaware of how much soil stained their insides.
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Heavily guarded was the keep, so the two went incognito and doused themselves in the heavenly blessing of chopped up vegetables hidden in sauces so you donât realise how healthy your meal is. With this blessing they blended seamlessly into the backgroundâŚ
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But they didnât account for the all seeing eye of a female Tauren officer from the order. She knew something was off, and it wasnât just the yellow balloon Deâvontae had somehow procured.
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She gave chase, flushing the two out of the keep and onto the roof, trying desperately to dispel the curse upon the elves! But she under estimated how good at hiding these two were.
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Finally she had them cornered. âWHAT DO YOU WANT!â She yelled in desperation, clutching her cow-like-knees.
âWe-âŚwantâŚyouâŚâ Ranthos-pod beganâŚ
âŚâME?!â She looked in horror.
âNo-âŚshush.â
âOh sorry.â
âWe want you to wash your vegetables!â Finished Devpod.
âWash my- ⌠oh no! Donât tell me they were soiled! Please, Iâll repent!â
âItâs too late to repentâ they replied in unison and with one fell sweep of their root hands they thrust them forwards releasing a stream of soil at the woman covering her from head to toe in earth.
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With a great leap the pair jumped back off the building and fled, leaving the tauren of Hearthglen to quietly retch out of her pile of soil. âDamnâŚactivistsâŚâ
The end.
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Try to sneak me in! Worgen should protect elvenkind, not the boy kingâs humankind!
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Damn these dancing plant people and their late night invasions on Mardenholde Keep.
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We can neither confirm nor deny the existance of Skyguard pretending to be plant people during the later hours of the evening.
A quick update for this week, weâll be visiting the Koshâharg as well as performing another Dragonhawk bonding ceremony on Wednesday! Feel free to come by and say hello!
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While visiting Nagrand for the Koshâharg, the Skyguard was able to get together to commemorate a pair of elves who were able to rise to the rank of Skyguard and Hawkrider respectively:
Hawkrider Zylinea Paleblaze, bonded with the Gold Glimmerdust. Skyguard Sylvariah Stardusk, dubbed with the ace name: âFaebright.â
Adding to this, the Skyguard also took the opportunity to commemorate the elves who have stood out for their actions in the last few deployments:
Sergeant Vaelath âCantripâ Ashleaf, awarded with the fourth stud on his Bronze Pinion for the âDevastation Rained on the Slave-Traders in the skies of Desolace.â
Sky Warden Felicia âBandolierâ Reddawn, awarded with the first stud on her Bronze Rectrix for the 'Conspicuous Valor displayed to ensure the Unitâs safety."
Skyguard Malâthadian âFelreaverâ Spineblade, awarded with the fourth stud on his Bronze Pinion for the âCrazy Heroics in the skies of Desolace and Tanaris.â
Skyguard Sylvariah âFaebrightâ Stardusk, awarded with the Bronze Pinion for the âCourage and Crazy Heroics displayed in the Twisting Nether.â
Skyguard Leynwa âDynamoâ Dewfeather, awarded with the Bronze Pinion for her âExtraordinary Courage when facing a Titan Construct.â
Hawkrider Lyllithe Telâaryn, awarded with both the Bronze Rectrice and Bronze Tectrix for her âImpressive Work, Courage and Tenacity under the skies of Tanaris.â
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cant believe i didnt get a medal for logging on
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After some time spent away at the Koshâharg celebrations and defending the festival from Ogre unions, the Skyguard are returning home to kick up their feet and relax before they have to defend themselves from a kicking circle with The Sanguine Eye, Division Twenty Three, Crimson Vanguard & the Blood Ravens!
I ran into one of the Skyguards recently! Was fun. Would gladly run into one of the Skyguards again any time.
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Canât wait for you to run into my sword.
(love u really bby xoxo)
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On the eve before the unitâs deployment to the frozen wasteland of Northrend, the Skyguard took the opportunity to commemorate two very special elves who through their hard work and effort have managed to truly make their mark as fliers:
Skyguard Aelevie Dawnsong, dubbed with the ace name: âBishop.â
Sergeant Vaelath âCantripâ Ashleaf, awarded with the status of King-Ace.
(and for those who want to be nosy: Vaelathâs scroll!)
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It only look Levi two guilds and a long olâ time, but she finally got there.
A massive thank you to the members of the Skyguard, for being wonderful both OOC and IC. Hereâs to many more (mis)adventures!
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The Thalassian Skyguard will be returning back to the big white city after appearing and fighting in the latest Northrend Campaign in which we fought Undead, Kvaldir and Vrykul! The Skyguard soldiers are looking forward to finally returning to a nice bed, new soft clothes, clean baths and not sharing a tent with Tyrenasâs smelly feet. Canât wait to see you all back home and those familiar faces weâve been missing!
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After a long, much needed night full of laughter, well placed jokes, silly but incredibly clever and fitting nicknames - stamps and adorable cats that threaten you with a lawsuit as soon as you try to give them a generous scratch underneath the chin, Valarmar finds himself humming a gentle tune on the way home.
A nostalgic smile played at his lips as he whimsically leapt from one stone to the other on the cobbled path, a fleeting moment of pure lightheartedness that had been a rare thing for the elf as of late. Those that had around to hear it could identify what he had been humming as the song the Skyguard came together to perform during Rhokâshar Netherhowl and Kaldrisâ bonding. A melody heâd grown more than attached to, just like the people he shared tonightâs splendour with.
It was certain to him now - as he walked through the Eversong Forest, taking in the ambient noises of a nightbirdâs song. The rustling of multicolored leaves in the breeze that gently swept across the land and swept his worries away - that he had finally landed. Heâd finally found a place he could call home with full conviction in his heart.
It was in that moment of freedom, when a feeling slowly welled up in his chest - a feeling he was all too familiar with. Familiarity in the form of the warmth of his motherâs doting smile - her hands adorned by many colorful rings skillfully dancing across the keys of a piano in the sunlight by an open window, pure white shimmering sheer curtains fresh out of the laundry fluttering and flying inwards, sun reflecting off her strawberry blonde hair.
His twin brotherâs soft hymns bouncing around the walls of their estate and gracing their home with a certain feeling of ease in those fragile days.
That small newborn bird that came barreling through his window, leaving it completely at his mercy - and after being nursed back to health, brought him a plethora of gifts including one particular gemstone that was most certainly too big for its little beak to carry.
All the way to that soft feathery hug Buttercup had once enveloped him in, showing him her hatchling - her words of reassurance. âHopeâ. That feeling heâd been given and carried with him since.
And in that moment as all those elements came together to form within him the feeling of love and familiarity of everlasting bonds, Valarmar felt himself be enveloped in a soft glimmering golden glow from head to toe, tapping into what had been slumbering within for all this time.
He might not have known it immediately, but this would be a major step forward for him - and to put it in words heâd once uttered himself, ushering himself into a future full of light and life.
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Had great fun joining the Skyguard for a fantastic flying event during the Northrend campaign. Do you folks have a regular event night that friends of the Skyguard can join you on, or are events organised ad-hoc?
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