Netherbane: Returns, Part IX
Netherbane: Returns, Part VIII is the final entry in the Returns project. In it we see a long awaited return to the fold…
Read MoreNetherbane: Returns, Part VIII is the final entry in the Returns project. In it we see a long awaited return to the fold…
Read MorePart VII of Netherbane: Returns takes us back to Gloriel to see what she’s been up to since her return from death. We have one more to go after this one, too!
Read MorePart VII is here, with another visit to Saaira and Phrazzic in Outland as she looks back on her life growing up on Draenor.
Read MorePart II of Netherbane: Return is a log from one of our RP sessions, but expanded into prose to fit into the structure of this ongoing narrative. With the exception of a few minor adjustments, this all happened on 7/16/2020 at 7:20pm.
Read MoreShazadi walked through the quiet halls of what remained of the Umbral Eclipse. This was all that was left, now, after all the rest had fallen away. This was it, the "spire": the original shape of the vessel. It was ancient beyond measure, one of the first of these ships as used by the Burning Legion, one of the prototypes created for those whose task it was to be at the forefront of the Burning Crusade. Or to remain as rearguard against whatever lurked beyond the Outer Gates.
The vessel lurched, and Shazadi braced herself against one of the walls. There was a battle raging above as the Netherbane attempted to put a final end to Sraath and his mad reach for godhood.
Read MoreThere was no roar of flames, no superheated blast that raced through the open corridors of the ship. There was no massive lurch as countless tons of force were suddenly unleashed upon a small internal chamber of the Umbral Eclipse.
There was a flash of light, and then silence. It was an unnatural silence; the silence of unexpected deafness, of a heart suddenly stopping. It was the silence of two lovers parting ways after countless years, but without having the chance to say goodbye.
The Umbral Eclipse shuddered, a thick and slow vibration that stole balance and bruised bodies. It happened once, lasted for a few seconds, and then ceased. Any sound that could have come from the vibration was choked out by the oppressive silence.
This all happened in an instant; a singular moment of time sliced from the chronology of creation and frozen for what felt like an eternity. Then it was done.
Read MoreThe rogue group searches for Malfias in the bowels of the Umbral Eclipse with Shazadi's help. They find the psychomancer and free him from the Mindclaw Spires. Discovering that Ary is likely tied into the vessel, Sakhari and Vasedra split up to find someone named Daethior at the behest of another while everyone else heads to the upper tower where Ary and Sraath are.
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