But there are rows of computers even in thunder bluff to check all the latest wowhead facts…!
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Looks like the Dirge have found their next objective. Step aside, nerds.
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What would the guilds’ view on Non-Afflicted Gilneans wanting to fight alongside them?
If they lived in Teldrassil / have a distinctive connection to those lands we’d probably let in a character if they were a good fit
They would almost certainly be gently pressured into worging out at some point - since it’s an advantage in their line of work & the Dirge have a ends justifies the means approach to things
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But if they are non-Afflicted, do you mean by worging out, that they’d have to contract the Curse? 
Yes, that’s what that means. ^^
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That’s pretty hardcore.
yo Crowton is with us? based!
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Daily events? Yep
Frequent RP-PvP? Yep
Crowton? Yep
That’s the Dirge, alright.
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The Gang Finds Out About the Old Gods, this Tauren slapped them up. The end… Unless?
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mysterious gnome burns down night elven settlements
Peace…sometimes in quiet moments in the forest Ilistria could almost forget the events that had brought her back from her self imposed exile and caused her to rejoin her people once more.
This was one such moment, the purple haired night elf sat on a fallen tree, overlooking the still waters around a small lake. Birds sung above her in the forest canopy, small animals scurried around in the undergrowth seeking food or shelter ,The gentle whisper of the wind moved the branches above her, causing the dappled sunlight to dance upon the forest floor, and sparkle like tiny stars upon the calm water that stretched out before her.
But the feeling of peace was just an illusion, Ilistria drew the whetstone once more along one of her blades, honing its edge until it was once again razor sharp. Her blades had tasted much Horde blood since her return, and they would taste much more before she was done.
She had begun to feel a bond with the Dirge since she returned to Ashenvale to serve with them.It had been a long time since she had last felt that way, years had passed where she avoided contact with her kinfolk as much as possible, even denying within herself that she was even still one of them. An exile she had self imposed on herself after events that led to her feeling betrayed and abandoned by her own sisters, and her own people.
When the tree had burned everything had changed. Ilistria had felt a rush of emotions, from sorrow and shock to disbelief and despair…but the strongest had been anger, raw and untamed anger that had pushed through above all else.The Horde had come to the heart of the Kaldorei realm, had defiled around them but they had then crossed the final line. Following the orders of their banshee queen they had burned Teldrassil, and in that single moment they had murdered countless thousands of her people, not warriors upon a battlefield, but unarmed innocents and priestesses, their hopes and dreams and lives burned away in an instant.
After that she could not deny who she was, she could not sit ideally by and do nothing, It was her duty to return and bring justice to those that had died and to fight for and defend those left behind and that was what she had done.
The Alliance had failed, the young boy king had refused Tyrande’s request for aid to retake the Kaldorei lands and see justice done, and now he had signed up for peace with the Horde.
Stormwind was all he cared for, as long as that was safe it mattered not to him of what had befallen the Kaldorei, he was clearly not his father before him, he had instead trusted in the butcher Saurfang, sided with him over his allies, even given him honour in death by helping to carry his body back into Orgrimmar.
Ilistria had been present on the battlefield outside the city, had watched events unfold with disbelief at what the boy had done, at that moment she knew he would bring no justice to the Kaldorei, at that point she knew she would not follow him, and have no further part in his Alliance of broken promises and hollow words.
The Dirge were not the Sentinels, they were a mix of individuals that had come together with a single common purpose and need. To have vengeance against the Horde, For all the Horde were responsible, they had made Sylavana’s warchief and given her the power to order the burning of the tree. Justice must be taken for those murdered and the only way to bring peace to the ancient lands of the Kaldorei was by removing the Horde threat once and for all. It was clear now the boy king would not do it, so it would fall to others to see it done and the Dirge would be part of that.
Ilistria stood looking across the lake a moment longer, then turned and walked back towards Astranaar, It would be time soon for the Dirge to move out again, towards Tanaris to assist a call for aid received from their allies of the Assemblage of Uld. The night elf did not look forward to the newest deployment, the heat, the sand, the lack of cover, but she would follow where the Dirge went and protect her new found family.
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The Dirge is currently set out on a mission to aid their comrades, Assemblage of Uld, in retrieving some mystical artifact. However, a persistent ‘Thirteenth’ is making their quest rather complicated.
Some of our elves are growing wary, as they would rather see their time used elsewhere - like in Ashenvale, for example, where Vashava has scried out a band of orcs currently patrolling…
How will this end? In a bloody conclusion, and soon - if it was all up for the Dirge to decide.
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The skies of Tanaris were covered in sand and dust, as shadows of hippogryphs, gyrocopters and planes flied towards the unsuspecting Thirteenth…
And so they fought, one night after another, blades clashing as both sides struggled in their survival and achieving respective goals. Even though the grunts lost their water supply, they weren’t so easily taken out by the vengeful…
In the end, the Horde were dealt a crippling blow, surviving only thanks to an abandoned ogre compound. They’d rise next day, assisted by the Highblood Myrmidons, marching to the Valley of the Watchers. Even reinforcements from the Saurfang Legion could not break ingenuity of the Assemblage of Uld and determination of the Dirge of Teldrassil. The Legion withdrew and the next day both the gnomes, the dwarves, the kaldorei and the worgen have already left, leaving a subtle track somewhere northeast…
Had a lovely series of RPPVP clashes with our PCU brethren at < Hand of Conquest > , < Assemblage of Uld >, <Highblood Myrmidons >. Thank you all, bros! 
The Dirge is currently residing in Stormwind, looking for fresh meat and causing trouble, same as always…
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a minor setback.
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What do you mean ‘crippling’ blow? I’M STILL STANDING!
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Crutches dont count.
They could not break through our IMPENETRABLE frontline.
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