My first sight of the Temple of Karabor took my breath away. As we crested the wall of Shadowmoon Valley and began the journey to where the Temple was nestled against the white stone, I could see it in the distance shining in the sun. Polished marble steps and balustrades blended with crystals harvested nearby and lush garden courtyards. Even at this distance I could tell that, like many of our cities, this great temple lived in harmony with the surrounding land. Rather than forcing itself into the landscape, it melded with it, flowed with it, and it added to the natural beauty of the valley.

As we followed the road it disappeared on occasion behind the surrounding rocks and mountains of earth, yet each time it reappeared like a beacon of beauty to welcome us. Never in our travels through the many worlds my people had seen had I felt so much like I was going home as I did at that moment. My heart sang for Karabor; it yearned for it. Something deep within, buried for many long centuries, awoke and reached for the promise it could feel within that temple.

I hold to myself that vision of the temple. That first, beautiful view of one of our most sacred sites. The shining structure, so large, yet not dominating the stone at its back or the rolling hills of golden grasses stretching out before it. I longed to see the sun rising against its face or setting at its back. I could hear the promise of tranquility carried on the breeze from it. As our elekks entered the main courtyard I felt shrouded in peace and Light. This truly was a temple fit for the lessons taught to us by the Naaru. More than anything I had ever seen, Karabor was a true home of the Light.

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With a delicate touch, Nauloera set the small gem to rest in its fitting and began the careful process of placing the prongs which would hold it securely in place. She had been working on this elegant piece of jewelry for days and hoped to gift it to her sister, Yaaneisa, for the upcoming Moon Celebration. She counted herself very lucky to have found the moon opal in the creek while she was hunting some of the more ordinary crystals that tended to wash up on its banks.

“Nauloera!”

Nauloera jumped at the sudden interruption, sending the ring skittering across her worktable and dislodging the gem from its setting.

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(( Reposting from my guild website so I can finish it here. ))

The history of my people is a long and tragic affair. Much of what was recorded was lost under the boots of the hideous orc war-machine on Draenor. Through countless centuries my people fled the Burning Legion. Fled two who had once been our leaders, yet who sold their souls, and the souls of their people, into slavery in exchange for power. Only Velen and those few who would hear him and follow him escaped the same fate, yet a burning grudge against us continued to feed Kil’Jaeden. He pursued us for longer than many of the races upon this world could comprehend.

It was on Draenor, a beautiful world we dared to hope we could call home, that he found the willing – nay, eager- instruments of our destruction. The orcs.

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Daega. She had heard that word a great deal lately. In her native language it meant “spirited” or “blessed by spirits”. She smiled a half smile. It suited her. She wasn’t sure where the strange, dark furred female from Azeroth had heard it when she so casually assigned it to the young elekk that followed her around but she was sure she didn’t know its true meaning. There was much the female – what had the Anchorite called her? Tauren. That was it. – it was obvious there was much the female did not even know about herself. The elements swirled about her like moths to a flame. The voices of the spirits could be heard shouting to her but she did not hear them. The word “daega” could be easily applied to her.

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role-play [rohl pley]

–verb (used without object)

[Origin: 1945–50]

“role play.” Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1). Random House, Inc. 03 Sep. 2008. <Dictionary.com http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/role play>.

I realize that sounds rather dry for this wonderfully relaxing and fun past time that so many of us enjoy, but it helps to shed a bit of light onto it for those that do not fully understand what role play is. A simpler way to explain it, however, would also be “interactive storytelling”.

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…. why some people have to be such tards? I mean come on. If you don’t agree with the way someone else enjoys playing the game, what fit of stupidity leads you to leave obscenity laced comments all over their blog? Do you honestly believe I do not have filters in place to keep you from soiling what is a fun place for people that enjoy playing the game the way I do?

Hey moron, yeah you. The one with the knuckles dragging the ground. The sad part is, you are truly stupid enough to believe that the way you play the game is the “only” way it was meant to be enjoyed. That’s like saying the only way to eat chicken is fried because you like it that way.

Pinhead. Go spend time with the other knuckledraggers. Obviously that’s where you belong.

Or you could learn to role play and PLAY THE GAME THE WAY IT WAS MEANT TO BE PLAYED. After all, what do you think RPG in MMORPG stands for?

I realize that is an awful long acronym for you so let me spell it out: Massive Multi-player Online ROLE PLAYING GAME.