#strixena

My name is Mortificer Mhòrdha; my title: Marquis; my March: Witchmount; my lands: Arathi.

I am told that you are cunning, and that you are ruthless; I find these to be admirable qualities, rather than the so-oft-praised “kindness” and “virtue”. Ours is a ruthless world, and one must be ruthless to have any hope of surviving it.

The winds of war howl on the horizon. In fallen Lordaeron, the Witch-Queen schemes the downfall of our kin. The legion has been defeated, for now, but Azeroth bleeds and weeps in her dying thrashing.

My cousin has wounded my March in his greed, and though he has been hanged for his crimes (of which there are many, and vile) it falls on me to ensure that Witchmount is restored to the power and influence it held on the eve of my birth eighty seven years ago.

I am told that you protect you and yours, that to strike at the lowest of your banner is to strike at you. Such loyalty is something I hold in high regard. Such loyalty is something that I desire in my allies.

It is my belief that Easterly and Witchmount can offer a great deal to each other. Our shrouded forests cultivate a staggering number of rare herbs, and our oaken lumber is well-suited to producing more ships for your armada. It is my understanding that these are goods difficult to come by in your Duchy.

On the matter of more exotic wares, I am proud to disclose that my March has invested in the process of taming and subjugating the local raptor population. Our first stock for export is not immediately available, but I invite you to visit Witchmount to discuss the implications they could hold for your armies.

It is my wish that this message finds you in hale and hearty health, and that you take my offer of alliance under consideration. We could be much stronger standing together than the sum of our separate parts.

Sincere regards,

Mortificer Mhòrdha; Marquis of Witchmount

Hello!

Friendly Neighborhood Tiny Pally here! I have come to admit I’ve been a not so sneaky selfie snapper. Mostly because I’m terrible with the selfie camera and have to ask those I run into to hold a moment while I figure it out!

Others have shared their selfies (Especially the wonderful @olliehaldstan !) And since I keep seeing familiar names and running into friends -all over- while I’m doing dailies or scampering about for ore, I thought I’d share my sort of sneaky selfies with you all and create sort of a weekly Selfie Slam!

I want to see yours as well! Have you managed to catch a snapshot of someone? Add it to the list and tag them in!

On to the Sneaky Selfies!

Hello @strixena ! You were my first not so sneaky selfie! As you can probably tell by Cherry’s expression and the picture position I was figuring out the camera >.>  You’re looking fantastic hanging out in the harbor! it was a pleasure to see you in game!

@ranekvilmas Is looking sharp in his transmog! And was AFK until after I took the picture! I ran past you and did a double take at the name so I had to run back and steal a picture. Happy Adventures to you!

@mremaknu! You are a gem for putting up with me getting stuck in my camera mode and running a circle around you! You were a nice surprise to find after plugging through my 7th Legion dailies! And looking fantastic in that mog! (Also hi to your guildie in the background! I don’t know if she has a tumblr, but if she does, let me know so I can tag her!)

Keep being awesome everyone and Happy Questing/Raiding/PVP’ing/ Hunting!

Hope to see you in game!

A young ward approaches the aristocrat. He bares the Cathedral’s symbol on his tabard. “A letter for you, ma’am. From the Priestess Arietha.” He hands the sealed letter to her before taking off quickly. 

Lady Draconis,

Another sleepless night is all I needed to confirm my leave. My belongings are packed. I don’t have much, but I suppose that is better if I am to have a new life for myself.  I am trusting you. When prior circumstances have shown me to do the opposite. However, I feel like I have nothing to lose. I know I need help... I need guidance. The Church has failed to give me that.

Does she have heterochromia? HELL YEAH, SOMETHING FOR HER AND STRIX TO BOND OVER.

kinda sorta! Her eye turned white ‘cause she went blind in it, but it’s still functioning so it kinda just looks like she has heterochromia, lmao! STILL THO. Heterochromia is cool af and Vitka would f r e a k out over how cool it is

She always considers her correct readings to be the best! The good fortune readings, anyway. Of course, with all fortune readings, they can be a hit or a miss depending on which way the person changes (or doesn’t change!) their life. 

Her best reading was the start of somebody’s recovery. The woman she read for was a bandit who was heavily into drugs. She revealed to her that, if she continued down her path, she would birth a child who was severely sick because of her life choices. The woman, Kayme, wanted to be a mother for a long time, so she started her path of becoming a better person with the help of Vitka. Although Vitka’s reading didn’t come true (but Kayme did get pregnant and have a healthy baby later!), she considers it her best reading, since she helped somebody become a better person.

Her worst was for herself. Occasionally, she does tarot readings for herself when she finds herself lost in her life or in a bind that she can’t wriggle out of. “A man of death will take what is most dear to you.” Several days later, a Forsaken cut off her left ring finger.