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Warchick Comics and Fanfiction

Anything to do with a narrative using WoW characters should be placed here! Writers, get your hats on.

PS: RP profiles should not go here, there is a separate folder for RP biographies, called "Warchick Role-play Corner!" ) Please make sure all content is age-appropriate.

Cinders of Azeroth - Page 6 by ~Yumisara

Arthas and cross-gender flashmob by *scourge-minion

Begin Your Training - Woes of Apprentice DuskcryStray yowled in alarm as the door flung wide, bounced off the wall, and shut with a resounding slam. Apprentice Duskcry paid no heed to the muffled shouts of Master Raventhrone next door, storming into her apartment just after midnight with brows pressed together in frustration.

Unhooking the scabbard of her mageblade from her belt, she hurled the precious weaponry towards her bed, where it, thankfully, landed neatly and intact in the center.
"My first training session, he sets a damn felhunter on us," she glowered at the bewildered feline, "and what do I do, Stray? I kick it. I. Kick. It."

Stray stares at her with wide golden eyes as she Begin Your Training - Woes of Apprentice Duskcry by ~Cythete

When the worlds collapseQuel'Thori sat down, his hands shaking as he did so. He felt betrayed and sad. The woman of his life had turned against him, or at least, this is how he felt.
For months he had not hear about this woman, and he had tried to find her - with no clues on what she was doing, where she was and why.
Then she comes back, out of the blue. Kissing him like nothing had happened. Telling him she's been protecting him from someone. He could not believe what he was hearing.
The Order, this criminal organisation he was supposed to lead with his loved one, this woman of his dreames suddenly comes telling him stories how someone had somehow managed to hear When the worlds collapse by *TheDwarvenArtist

Cinders of Azeroth - Page 5 by ~Yumisara

SCEPTER CH 5 DragonsThe wind off the ocean blew Zarabethe's dark violet hair back from her face. It washed the smell of the city off of her body, and she breathed in its fresh scent as she listened to Elforen talk. The other night elf was leaning back against the railing she had her elbows propped on, his back to the wind and his eyes off in the distance. Zar was laying at her feet crammed up against the side as close as possible. He did not enjoy boat rides.
The passenger boat the two night elves had booked passage on looked large and lumbering in port, but as they picked up speed and headed out into the open ocean, seemed to travel effortless against the green-grey water. They were leaving much later than they had planned, and the great orb of the sun was nearly touching the water as they left the Eastern Kingdoms behind. The view more than made up for the lateness of the hour, though, and they seemed to be flying along with the wind behind them.
When Zarabethe had gotten a scribbled note from the innkeSCEPTER CH 5 Dragons by ~zarabethedraws

An Encounter (short story) He didn’t even need to open his eyes. He knew what it was from just the smell. There is only one thing with that smell, the smell that women fear in the night, that smell that causes seasoned warriors to cower on the battle field. The stench of graveyard soil, of old meat and of magic gone sour; it was the smell of the undead.
At the feeling of pressure on his chest he tried to throw himself backwards, only to be stopped by a searing pain in his gut. His eyes snapped open and he looked down. Whatever had hit him had torn straight through his mail and tore a gash in his belly. There was so much blood; they must have left himAn Encounter (short story) by ~Sybil-chan

Dawn to an Early Death by ~mintchell

Vice“Corrienda, are you sure you should be leaving so soon?” Kylanna asked her daughter, eyeing her critically. “It’s only been a couple of months.”

Corrienda rolled her eyes - no longer glowing a sickly blue, but finally a healthy silver - and continued to pack her bags. “Mother, I’ll be fine. I can do this. And I’m tired of being cooped up.”

“You were recovering,” Kylanna corrected her, frowning. Corrienda still seemed terribly thin to her eyes, though at least she’d regained her color. “And really, you should still be recovering. Outland’s a terrible place fVice by ~corrienda

SCEPTER CH 4 StormwindThe two horses acquired at the tavern were calm of temperament and swift of foot, and the pair made good time. They approached the entrance of Stormwind just before the sun sank below the horizon. Zarabethe breathed a sigh of relief as they were nodded through the guards at the gates. Her belly ached again, and she wanted nothing more than to take a mug of hot tea to a quiet corner of the Royal Library and read through her notes until sleep claimed her. She wondered briefly how the newly added history section compared to the vast dwarven equivalent as they turned into the city proper.
The main thoroughfare of the city was a bustling hub as vendors packed their stalls up for the night and patrons hurried to make last minute purchases. A stiff wind blew in from the harbour and circled the fountain, before rushing off to playfully scatter hats and papers before it. It smelled of the sea, salt and a slight hint of fish. The breeze had nothing on the smell of the inhabitants, though. As a rSCEPTER CH 4 Stormwind by ~zarabethedraws

SCEPTER CH 8 FeralasElforen breathed out harshly as the ogre's foul breath assaulted his nostrils. His muscles strained as he held to his battle-axe, which was locked tight against the larger creature's club. He had the advantage of both skill and grace, but the ogre had the advantage of brute strength and tough hide. The night elf's boots slid backwards in the mud as the ogre growled and shoved forward. Elforen sidestepped, releasing his axe at the last moment. The ogre let out a yowl of surprise as it toppled forward. It was cut off as a lightweight throwing axe imbedded itself into its skull. Elforen bent to retrieve his battle axe and dive back into the fray.
The wandering group of marauders was small, but dangerous. They recognized the night elves as similar to the ones that lived in Dire Maul, the banished ones, the magic-users. Ogres were fascinated by magical artifacts, and collected them to achieve great status among their tribes. He grunted as he took the head off of another ogre trying to grabSCEPTER CH 8 Feralas by ~zarabethedraws

WoW - The Legacy of Elu by *LadyRosse

Eyes in the Shadows pt. 2 by ~constantie

You Are Not An Assassin by ~Dralise

The Phoenix, Pt. 1 by *Synoiren

Pet Battle - The Adventure by *Kaizoku-hime

Percival and Poppie part 2 by ~Hirakita

Percival and Poppie part 1 by ~Hirakita

A Magical Birth

Vann was in a libary, flipping pages though old books and tomes, reading with her mind in deep thought. She rubbed a hand over her baby bump and smiled softly to herself. 'Any day now.' She thought to herself, eyes skiming along the pages of the book she had in front of herself.

"Lady Vanneliese, are you done with these books?" Vann looked over to the libarian who wore robes with the Kirin Tor's colors. She was in Dalaran, which was her residence since she joined the Magus Senate. "Oh yes, let me help you." It was her nature, even if the libarian tried to keep Vann in her chair. "Miss, please you shouldn't bother. I have this taken care of."A Magical Birth by ~FantasyTwilight

So Interesting by ~VilePero

Lone Wolf - Part One

As the faux druidess entered the tavern on her daily visit, there seemed to be much difference between the normal brawler and mercenary we all know, and how calmed she seemed to be on this certain visit.
Without even glancing towards the bar with her blind eyes, she headed to the top of the tavern and sat in the right corner, on her own. Her muddied boots and cloak dirtying the floor. Her hair and most of her armour drenched from the sudden downpour outside in the cold night of Stormwind. Her polearm and dagger sheathed, but easily noticed that they are both bloodied.
The mercenary raised her long and muscular legs onto the top of the tableLone Wolf - Part One by ~Dralise

Warchicks-SS 2012 Lorelli and Zuraku by ~msjedimaster

War Face by ~demonsfearme

SCEPTER CH 3 Mountain PassLight had just started to trickle through the tree tops when Zarabethe's eyes flew open. She lay still for a moment, confused on what had woken her early. Without moving her head, she surreptitiously glanced around their small encampment under her eyelashes. Zar lay curled at her feet, snoring as usual. Across the cooling embers of the campfire was Elforen completely rolled up in his blankets, with only the tips of his ears poking out. The trees surrounding them were quiet, and the air was cold and still. Barely a wind swirled the light dusting of snow on the ground. She breathed slowly, mimicking sleep, for a long count to sixty. NSCEPTER CH 3 Mountain Pass by ~zarabethedraws

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~faolen Dec 3, 2010 Professional Writer

I'm new to the group. I want to know what the restrictions are on content for Fanfiction.

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~kaliko-rosa Dec 3, 2010

Welcome Faolen

Restrictions are the same as per art, maturity-wise. Anything that is deemed "Mature/Fanservice" (as in mild sexual themes, or themes for 18+ audience) belong in the Mature folder, regardless of what medium (fic/art etc.)

In terms of fiction, anything narrative is welcome in this folder. Poetry would be welcome too, now that I think about it,

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~faolen Dec 3, 2010 Professional Writer

Alright. I typically only write mature fiction and wanted to know if that was ok or not

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~kaliko-rosa Dec 3, 2010

Tastefully mature is fine

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~faolen Dec 4, 2010 Professional Writer

Gotcha, will do

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