Category Archives: Rise of the X-Syndicate

Zuxana awoke to find herself lying on a dusty wooden floor.  Disoriented, she tried to push herself up, only to fall flat on the ground again, groaning in pain. The large Tauren had lived through many battles, but had never … Continue reading →

Gregory Victor didn’t remember much of his previous life, but he remembered the days of the plague vividly. He was a doctor at the time, and had spent most of his days walking from village to village, curing the sick and needy. He remembered how he would often be called away from the sick to help the many wounded soldiers coming back from battle. Continue reading →

Folaji and Gwyndolynne would often spend hours on end trying to outdo each other. Who could cast the fastest arcane missiles? Who could polymorph into the cutest sheep? The two would fight for dominance over the most trivial of things, casting their spells on the odd passing rat, which was all to often the victim their rivalry. Continue reading →

Zuxana swung her sword horizontaly, effectively separating a dwarf’s body from its head. She then turned to the right, stomped down on a fallen gnome and jumped to the air, slashing at a human paladin. The blade bounced down the human’s plate armor and found some flesh around her hips. The cut startled the paladin, and as she turned to face Zuxana, a blade came into her side, causing her body to go limp and drop to the ground. Continue reading →

The battle cry echoed as hundreds of Orcs, Trolls, Tauren and Undead rushed out from Tarren Mill, a sight scary enough to give chills to even the best Alliance warriors. The Alliance responded with a battle cry of their own, and it wasn’t long before a line of Humans, Gnomes, Dwarves and Night Elves came rushing towards Tarren Mill. The two advancing lines closed in onto each other, and collided with amazing violence. Continue reading →

Berenice tossed the little gnome legs at him and quickly grabbed the upper body. To his disgust, she began savagely munching down on the fresh gnome flesh with what seemed like an uncontrollable appetite. His stomach turned, or at least it would have, were it not shriveled up like a dry prune. Continue reading →

He was thankful his dead nerves were unable to transmit the pain he should have been feeling. His upper body was full of cuts and scrapes, many of them deep enough he could see bone and dead tissue slightly protruding from them. He sat up and looked through the tall grass that surrounded him… Continue reading →

She could not have been more than 5 years old, and was sprinting along the country side, her oversided nightgown flutering in the wind. To anyone else, she would have looked like an innocent little pink-haired human girl, but to him she was prey… Continue reading →

It is easy to forget the dreadful wars and battles that have ravaged the country-side when in Hillsbrad. Surrounded by fresh green rolling hills, calming warm winds and a bright yellow sun, the community itself is a shinning beacon of what human communities had once been, and for many in the area, a sign of hope of what they could be again… Continue reading →

Today, Folaji wanted to explore the most southern island. He decided that he would need to wait for his mother to go back in the hut, only then would he make a run for it. In the meantime, he continued to look at the horizon, and dream of adventuring there. Suddenly, something caught his eye… Continue reading →