Post by Yates Ironforge on Jul 11, 2017 23:07:46 GMT
SLAP!
Got another one. Yate's thought to himself; A slight throbbing pain pulsed where his hand had made contact. A mosquito had met its unfortunate fate the moment it chose to land on Yate's neck. His gloved hand pressed where the annoyance had decided to 'break ground' on his skin. Yates lowered his hand from his neck to stare at his palm where the crushed insect could be seen smeared on brown leather. His brows knitted and his features betrayed his emotions of irritation and disgust. He hated the Harvest Sun season. The temperature was always too hot and humid. The incest are unbearable and would suck you dry the moment flesh was exposed. The entire season of Harvest Sun was just horrible to him... He felt no pleasure in what the season brought and continued to gripe in silence as he entered the Castle Garden.
His mind plagued with the events that happened in the past few years since the 'fated' had arrived in the world. Perhaps Lady Severine could of still been among the living if it hadn't been for the fated that had drove her insane. So much had changed since severine's death and it bothered him to think of the consequences the kingdom would suffer if this madness continued. Let alone the madness that was happening past Nova's outer walls where the sky grew dark over Morgg Mountain. Perhaps he should ask Noku if the Ironforge services would be needed again shortly? Yate's thought, troubled by the events happening in the world around Nova. His thoughts driving him out into the castle garden to think among the beautiful flowers that were still in bloom.
Yates sighed, suddenly waving his arms around in the air in a frustrated manner after walking for a few minutes around the garden. He stopped at a bench and plopped down to take a seat.
Got another one. Yate's thought to himself; A slight throbbing pain pulsed where his hand had made contact. A mosquito had met its unfortunate fate the moment it chose to land on Yate's neck. His gloved hand pressed where the annoyance had decided to 'break ground' on his skin. Yates lowered his hand from his neck to stare at his palm where the crushed insect could be seen smeared on brown leather. His brows knitted and his features betrayed his emotions of irritation and disgust. He hated the Harvest Sun season. The temperature was always too hot and humid. The incest are unbearable and would suck you dry the moment flesh was exposed. The entire season of Harvest Sun was just horrible to him... He felt no pleasure in what the season brought and continued to gripe in silence as he entered the Castle Garden.
His mind plagued with the events that happened in the past few years since the 'fated' had arrived in the world. Perhaps Lady Severine could of still been among the living if it hadn't been for the fated that had drove her insane. So much had changed since severine's death and it bothered him to think of the consequences the kingdom would suffer if this madness continued. Let alone the madness that was happening past Nova's outer walls where the sky grew dark over Morgg Mountain. Perhaps he should ask Noku if the Ironforge services would be needed again shortly? Yate's thought, troubled by the events happening in the world around Nova. His thoughts driving him out into the castle garden to think among the beautiful flowers that were still in bloom.
Yates sighed, suddenly waving his arms around in the air in a frustrated manner after walking for a few minutes around the garden. He stopped at a bench and plopped down to take a seat.