Wounded Sallaria groaned as she slowly returned to consciousness. Her body ached and she could have sworn that she had one to maybe a few broken bones. The last thing she remembered before passing out from pain was being captured by an Ogre in Nagrand and beaten for apparently being a 'bad slave'. Where ever she was, the room was lit by a few torches, and was surprisingly very comforting by the warmth that radiated around the room. But something bothered her; her Demonic senses were on high alert, and she kept on picking up the faint scent of Twilight Jasmine. She knew that she had smelled that scent before, but could not remember where.
"Ah, good," came a deep voice "you are awake, I was starting to worry..." came the voice once more, only this time it carried a slight echo to it. Sallaria, to her best ability, craned her neck so she could see who the voice belonged to. It sounded so familiar to the point that her Demoni
Secret Santa: FadedLightning “Come on, Saerianna,” pleaded a raven-haired Blood elf “It is just one night, and it’ll only be us Blood Knights…” he looked at Saerianna with a pleading look. She sat in an alcove by the window, her legs folded along the side of her with a book placed in her lap. Her golden hair appeared pink from the sun shining though the crimson glass, making her Fel-tainted eyes appear brighter. Her gaze was fixed on an item resting in the male’s hands; face contorted in the shape of a glower as if the item he held was vile.
“I realize that Halmyth,” she said as she gently closed her book “but I’m not going wearing that thing unless you find a Shadow Priest to mind controlling me to wear it,” she replied with a soft sigh following behind.
Interview with Vaesha (Commentary from Sedric)1. What is your name?
Vaesha: Vaesha Marie Draecon
Sedric: Your middle name is Marie?
Vaesha: Yes it is, got a problem with that princess?
Sedric: No, not at all, I think it's rather cute if you ask me...
Vaesha: Awww, Thank you princess *pinches Sedric's cheek*
2. What is your real name?
I just told you, didn't I?
3. Do you know why you were called that?
Because I needed a name...?
4. Are you single or taken?
Vaesha: *Looks to Sedric* Oh, I'm very much taken... Princess just doesn't want to admit it to the public...
Vaesha: Just say yes, my dear...
Sedric: Only when you tell me what you said, then I might agree...
Vaesha: Just use your far superior brains, my dear...
Sedric: STOP CALLING ME THAT!
Vaesha: Make me *sticks tongue out*
5. Have any abilities or powers?
Vaesha: Well, now that I have some pure blood
WoundsSedric and Vaesha entered Lakeview Manor racked with fatigue and muscle ache. Surely impossible for Vampires, but what made them this way were other supernatural creatures, werewolves. Sedric heaved a heavy sigh as he sat on the bed, his wounds protesting as he moved.
“Sedric, you’re still injured,” Vaesha said as she moved to stand in front of him. He looked to her, biting back a hiss of pain as he moved his neck to adjust his gaze,
“So are you,” he said “but worry about yourself and get your wounds tended and I’ll do so for mine…” he added as moved to rise from the bed.
Vaesha sighed and crossed her arms,
“I’ve hardly a scratch,” she said “all I need is a potion and I’m good…” she cocked her head to the side and looked to him with worry evident in her eyes “you, however, have received several wounds from the mutts and require immediate care before the wounds get worse,” she add