Wildfire Riders

Off My Lawn!

You're not allowed on my lawn, cause you're older than me and have your own!

Also, Happy Birthday

Best Idea!

“These are better than lizard kabobs.” Keltyr waved the stick of savory roasted lamb with a smile. More food on a stick? Dorri was starting to think that he just liked the taste of toasted wood, but she took one of the sticks when he handed it to her anyway. “Do you really think you have to provisio...

Dorri was not sure what she had expected from Stormwind. She had never been to the human city, of course, but she had imagined what it was like. The thick walled buildings of white stone topped with tile roofs of many different colors. It was bustling, loud and vibrant. She had seen a member of ever...

Off My Lawn!

A dead storm giant was not something you often found in front of Dalaran’s southern bank. It was strange enough that Dorri paused to stare at it. “How did that get here?” The Blood Knight mused aloud “Some fool probably irritated it to the point where it couldn’t stay … on the mountain. I’m genuinel...

“Don chu take dat tone wiff me!” The troll witch doctor glared at two elves. “Dis na ba dat easy.” “Not easy? You made a dead girl look alive, from the way she tells it, multiple times.” Keltyr leaned against one of the support poles. Below them, people moved back and forth on the raised wooden walk...

“It’s so good to have real tea.” Ambassador Dawnsinger sipped from her cup and smiled graciously. “There are some excellent blends you can get from the traders in Sen’jin village.” Then’liath Firebloom noted the arrogant distaste that marred the ambassador’s beautiful face. “No doubt you prefer brew...

Awww I missed it.