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The White Stag and the Moon
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Post by
Orranis
The small group of children, once more exhausted after many grueling lessons, walked slowly up, conversing as they did, and finally falling silent as they sat before Hamuul. Hamuul was sitting on his pedestal, legs crossed, with his arms completely relaxed on either side of him, resting on his knees. They sat their for fifteen minutes, and the children grew bored, some even annoyed, but none had the will nor the courage to take the archdruid out of his trance.
Eventually, his eyes still closed, letting no hint whether or not he knew they were there the whole time, he spoke, "Greetings, children. Why have you come before me today?" They scrunched their eyes in confusion and annoyance, and one of them yelled in a high pitched voice of annoyance only a child can achieve, "You're supposed to tell us a story!" Hamuul smiled a bit, and as peacefully as before replied, "Am I now? What makes you think that?" The young tauren looked at him quizzically. "Because you always do..."
Hamuul's smile broadened. "That, is an assumption. Are you to say that every day is the same as the one before, and we relive each day what we did the day before? The universe is ever changing, and so must our perspectives change each day." The majority of the tauren put on their usual awed faces, but the young quizzical one, looking smug, spoke, "But then why are you here, waiting for us?" Hamuul calmly replied "Because I knew you'd come."
"But isn't that an assumption to? Why's that any different?" Hamuul's calm reply came, almost mocking, if the children didn't no better. "Do you really not see it? I thought it was astoundingly clear. I was correct, you were incorrect." The tauren tried to protest, but Hamuul silenced him with a quick "One day child, you shall understand." He then continued, saying "You seek out Melor Stonehoof, he is to be found in his tent on Hunter Rise. This next story is better told by him than me."
The group of tauren walked slowly over the bridge, reclaiming there childish attitudes once out of the eyes of their elders, joking and impersonating there teachers and pretending to push one another off the long walkway. On the way, it started to rain, steadily intensifying until it became a downpour. The children rushed onto the rise, to see a large figure peeking out of a tent flap, blurred by the rain. "Here!" he called out through cupped hands, and the children hurried under his arm and into the tent, where a fire burned brightly. The drumming of the rain on the stretched leather hides and the dancing light of the fire, flickering shadows to and fro, created a mystifying aspect to the insides of the tent. Tapestries depicting tauren spear wielders in battle with a kodo, along with a very large metallic spear, that seemed to have a slight green tint.
The tauren that had invited them in's features were vaguely discernible. Colors were the hardest to make out, though it seemed that, like most tauren, the shades of his inner and outer fur were different colors. The outer seemed to be a lightish brown, like the coffee drink made from crushed beans. He wore short leggings, a dark green, and gloves of the same color, with a strange chest cover made of animal hides. On his shoulder rested a single stitched leather shoulder pad.The rest of his torso and arms remained bare. He had a nose-ring brass nose ring, reflecting the fires bright light, going through both large flaring nostrils. His horns jutted out, curving downwards at the edges until the tips pointed towards the earth beneath them.
"Greetings, children. Good to be out of the rain, no? I am Melor Stonehoof, and I'm to teach you the next story of our great creation." He was no less warm and friendly then Hamuul, but he seemed more down to earth. He wasn't wandering through a mythical world of emerald skies, or contemplating the great expansive universe of the earth mother. He was living in the moment, in the then and now. He needed no explanation of things, simply accepting them in their simple forms.
"The Earthmother put her ear to the winds, listening at every thought and rumor that raced across her vibrant world. She found that the beasts and the men were as suspecting strangers, wanting nothing to do with the other, wishing them away. This was not as intended, for all had come from the same loving mother of the Earth, and must find kinship with each other. She bestowed them with this wisdom, giving them the gift of the hunt. The shu'halo and the beasts of the earth would rely on each other for survival, and every beast would die knowing that his death was for the life of others, and be content. The great hunters would befriend beasts for the sake of the hunt, bringing the Earthmother's circle even closer together.
During these days, the most mighty of the hunters would roam the earths, capturing, besting, or taming all rarities of beasts over the expansive plains and forests of the dawning world. They were masters of their craft, unmatched since. However, for all their mastery, their was one spirit that would continue to elude them, no matter what their efforts. Apa'ro, the White Stag, his fur brighter than snow. His antlers scraped the roof of the world, his hooves carried him swifter than any beast conceivable. The hunt went on over years, and the shu'halo chased the spirit across all four corners of the world. Finally, the tauren closed in, hoping to snare the proud stag.
The stag leaped over them, reaching heights that no bird could surpass, the first being to travel to the heavens of the new world. His great antlers tangled in the stars, and great as his strength might be, he could not shake himself loose. It was there that Mu'sha, chasing her brother An'she towards the dawn, found him. Mu'sha saw the mighty spirit as he struggled, and fell in love. The clever moon made a bargain with Apa'ro. She would set him free to roam the earth once more, and he would end their loneliness, and love her.
Apa'ro loved Mu'sha, and a child was born. The child was born in the shady forests of nightfall, his name would be Cenarius, and he would walk walk the starry path between the waking world and the kingdom of the heavens.
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Post by
Orranis
*twitch* I don't know what to say. I think I've been waiting for something like this. Have I? I like it I know that, something finally about Elune/Mu'sha.
Though it's actual factual evidence is very disputable. What tauren had the power to scare Malorne? By the way, if you guys want to see the original writings, go to the Archdruid's tent and look at the scrolls on the wall. Like mine, but less cool.
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Post by
denjerre
You made a slight mistake; 'if the children didn't
no
better'
Other than that, good job!
Post by
Adamsm
Like mine, but less cool......and you wonder why your not getting comments....
Post by
Morec0
Another job well done, but when will we be seeing the Sunwalkers - or have I confused this with another story?
Post by
Orranis
Another job well done, but when will we be seeing the Sunwalkers - or have I confused this with another story?
I'm just doing these for the sake of getting them out there, but who knows. Maybe I'll feel inspired.
Like mine, but less cool.
.....and you wonder why your not getting comments....
There like four sentences, gimme a break. They were way too cool not to be expanded on.
Post by
jcf190
Another job well done, but when will we be seeing the Sunwalkers - or have I confused this with another story?
You realize he's copy and pasting stories that are available to read in-game, right. Not sure why he's doing it, but he could at least cite wowwiki so people stop praising his plagarism.
Post by
Adamsm
Like mine, but less cool.
.....and you wonder why your not getting comments....
There like four sentences, gimme a break. They were way too cool not to be expanded on.
The White Stag and the Moon
Into the brave hearts of her pure children, the Earthmother placed the love of the hunt. For the creatures of the first dawn were saveage and fierce. They hid from the Earthmother, finding solace in the shadows and the wild places of the land. The Shu'halo hunted these beasts wherever they could be found and tamed them with the Earthmother's blessing.
Page 1
One great spirit eluded them, however. Apa'ro was a proud stag of snow white fur. His antlers scraped the roof of the heavens and his mighty hooves stamped out the deep places of the world. The Shu'halo hunted Apa'ro to the corners of the dawning world - and closed in to snare the proud stag.
Page 2
Seeking to escape, the great stag leapt into the sky. Yet, as his escape seemed assured, his mighty antlers tangled in the stars which held him fast. Though he kicked and struggled, Apa'ro could not loose himself from the heavens. It was then that Mu'sha found him as she chased her brother, An'she, towards the dawn. Mu'sha saw the mighty stag as he struggled and fell in love with him immediately. The clever moon made a bargain with the great stag - she would set him free from the snare of the stars if he would love her and end her loneliness.
Page 3
Mu'sha loved Apa'ro and conceived a child by him. The child, a demigod some would claim, was born into the shadowed forests of the night. He would be called Cenarius, and walk the starry path between the waking world and the kingdom of the heavens.
Page 4That's more then four lol.
Post by
Orranis
Like mine, but less cool.
.....and you wonder why your not getting comments....
There like four sentences, gimme a break. They were way too cool not to be expanded on.
The White Stag and the Moon
Into the brave hearts of her pure children, the Earthmother placed the love of the hunt. For the creatures of the first dawn were saveage and fierce. They hid from the Earthmother, finding solace in the shadows and the wild places of the land. The Shu'halo hunted these beasts wherever they could be found and tamed them with the Earthmother's blessing.
Page 1
One great spirit eluded them, however. Apa'ro was a proud stag of snow white fur. His antlers scraped the roof of the heavens and his mighty hooves stamped out the deep places of the world. The Shu'halo hunted Apa'ro to the corners of the dawning world - and closed in to snare the proud stag.
Page 2
Seeking to escape, the great stag leapt into the sky. Yet, as his escape seemed assured, his mighty antlers tangled in the stars which held him fast. Though he kicked and struggled, Apa'ro could not loose himself from the heavens. It was then that Mu'sha found him as she chased her brother, An'she, towards the dawn. Mu'sha saw the mighty stag as he struggled and fell in love with him immediately. The clever moon made a bargain with the great stag - she would set him free from the snare of the stars if he would love her and end her loneliness.
Page 3
Mu'sha loved Apa'ro and conceived a child by him. The child, a demigod some would claim, was born into the shadowed forests of the night. He would be called Cenarius, and walk the starry path between the waking world and the kingdom of the heavens.
Page 4That's more then four lol.
If you didn't like it, no need to necro it.
That's four (rather short) paragraphs. Mine is how many? Ten? Each one about twice as long? Not to mention that italics make it take less space then it normally would...
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