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Just... absolute shit timing.\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Blizzard owns races/classes/setting, all fiction, characters mine, etc.  Consider checking out my Linktree to see where else I'm active, or if you're feeling generous I suppose!

And hey, I wrote a book!  Check it out HERE!

OKAY!  SO!  Context:  I wrote the bulk of this six, fucking, years ago.  I think I posted the first three parts back when I was doing this on tumblr, but I think the whole NSFW dumpster fire happened around then, so I didn't get to finish it.  I figured spooky season was coming up though, so I tied up the end and figured I'd use Tauren Tuesdays to show it off!  I haven't done much holiday stuff in a while.  I'm thinking about doing a full round of it next year, but probably not with Drenan and Lyrah.

What would y'all think about a Shele and Soren arc over the holidays?

Also I just realized I am *such* a dick for pivoting right after such a monumental moment.  Just... absolute shit timing.

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While his thick fingers weren’t the most nimble, a few flicks helped loosen her sash enough to put everything in its place. “There, that should hold up for the evening.”\n\n“I hope so.” Lyrah took a deep breath as she adjusted to the extra room the dress allowed. “Do you think we’ll actually get to talk to Khadgar?” she prodded as she reflexively reached up toward Drenan’s neck to latch onto his lopsided bow tie.\n\nDrenan glanced over his shoulder to look up and down the towering Karazhan, its windows lit with an unnerving green glow. “I do not know. I can hardly believe we even received invitations for his party.”\n\n“No kidding. Kinda exciting, huh?” she added with a soft bounce, drawing back to size her father up and down for a lingering moment. From within her expansive dress, Lyrah withdrew an elegant ruby mask and held it between two fingers, the third outstretched fancily as she held it before her eyes. “And how do you do, my good sir?”\n\nDrenan chuckled deeply as he pulled out his own, black mask and put it up. “Very well indeed, milady. Shall we?” he prodded and offered her his arm.\n\n“We shall,” she said and placed a gentle hand upon his muscular arm, the pair boldly striding up to the tower’s portcullis and stepping through.\n\nThe wrought iron gate slammed shut behind them unexpectedly, the both of them jumping in surprise. They both exchanged concerned looks beneath their masks and continued forward, walking into a shabby-looking, cobblestone walkway. 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This is freaking crazy!”\n\nDrenan had to choke back his laughter, instead attempting to refocus on his own mask. A few twists later, and in his place stood a magnificently-tuxedoed, slate gray-furred worgen male. “This is much more to my liking,” he rumbled in a much more gravelly, feral voice. “I hope you do not mind that I am not a gnome myself.”\n\nGnomerah beamed and laughed, reaching up with one small hand to pat his rump, which, frankly, was as far as she could reach. “It suits you!”\n\nWornan flashed his gnome daughter a sly grin, his now-clawed hand reaching down to take her own. “Care for a dance, miss?”\n\n“Don’t mind if we do!” she cried and happily took his hand as he led her gracefully out onto the dance floor, her empty hand grasping his own as he lifted her with ease for their first dance.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<1>

“Nngh!  I think I got the wrong size for this…” Lyrah grumbled.  Her fingers worked in a vain attempt to adjust the bodice that propped up her already-impressive bosom, but she only served to accidentally reveal her left nipple instead.  With a squeak she quickly stuffed herself back into the crimson corset, the focal piece of her lavish, blood red ball gown that required no straps or sleeves and fell all the way down to her ankles.  The bustle and petticoat expanded the fringe of her skirt even beyond her shoulders, adding an air of elegance that her regular kilts and tops didn’t convey so much.

“Allow me,” her father rumbled gently.  The black-tuxedoed Drenan was quick to step in front of her despite no one else being around.  While his thick fingers weren’t the most nimble, a few flicks helped loosen her sash enough to put everything in its place.  “There, that should hold up for the evening.”

“I hope so.”  Lyrah took a deep breath as she adjusted to the extra room the dress allowed.  “Do you think we’ll actually get to talk to Khadgar?” she prodded as she reflexively reached up toward Drenan’s neck to latch onto his lopsided bow tie.

Drenan glanced over his shoulder to look up and down the towering Karazhan, its windows lit with an unnerving green glow.  “I do not know.  I can hardly believe we even received invitations for his party.”

“No kidding.  Kinda exciting, huh?” she added with a soft bounce, drawing back to size her father up and down for a lingering moment.  From within her expansive dress, Lyrah withdrew an elegant ruby mask and held it between two fingers, the third outstretched fancily as she held it before her eyes.  “And how do you do, my good sir?”

Drenan chuckled deeply as he pulled out his own, black mask and put it up.  “Very well indeed, milady.  Shall we?” he prodded and offered her his arm.

“We shall,” she said and placed a gentle hand upon his muscular arm, the pair boldly striding up to the tower’s portcullis and stepping through.

The wrought iron gate slammed shut behind them unexpectedly, the both of them jumping in surprise.  They both exchanged concerned looks beneath their masks and continued forward, walking into a shabby-looking, cobblestone walkway.  The arch to the left led into what appeared to be a set of stables, while the much nicer-looking arches to the right glowed with candlelight, from which a forsaken male in a nicely-tailored suit stepped forward.  “Greetings, master and miss,” he regarded them with a gravelly voice.  “I see you both received your masks as my master intended.  Welcome.  Please, right this way,” he added and turned his back to them, casually walking through the arches.  

Both tauren followed without a word, the both of them marveling at the spooky coating of webs that covered the walls.  It was unclear as to whether it was proper Hallow’s End decor or the real deal.  After a couple sets of steps, the pair found themselves in a pristine-looking ballroom filled with various patrons.  A harpsichord rang out with delightfully macabre music from one corner as couples danced with shocking precision and grace.  Waiters walked about with trays of various libations, while most seemed enthralled in their various conversations.  “Master Khadgar encourages one and all to revel and partake to their heart's’ content,”  The forsaken froze and turned to the pair, and with a calm stare he added, “And please, disregard the hatred the Alliance and Horde seem to have for one another tonight.  Your masks should assist you in such an important task.  Enjoy.”  With that, the suited forsaken turned and headed back toward his post.

“How?” Lyrah murmured quietly, looking around at the well-dressed crowd.  Indeed, each one of them had their own elegant masks to match their fancy attire, but it wasn’t until she caught sight of a patron on the sidelines that she understood.  The patron in question, a troll, lowered his mask and appeared to twist the stick that held it aloft… and in the blink of an eye, he was suddenly a night elf!  “No way!” Lyrah squeaked, and she quickly started to fiddle with her own mask.  With a little twist of the stick, the chubby tauren’s image shifted suddenly into that of a curvy, red-and-white-furred, female pandaren, still wearing her crimson dress.

Drenan looked her up and down in shock and took to his own mask.  In the span of a few moments, the tauren had slipped from a human, to an orc, to a draenei.  “This is remarkable beyond words.  I will never understand the mind of a mage.”

“Yes!” Lyrah cried suddenly in a much higher-pitched voice.  Drenan looked back over to find Lyrah simply gone.  “Down here!” she called again, and right next to him stood a rather short, female gnome with a shock of bright pink hair, still wearing Lyrah’s resized dress and sporting more than an ample amount of pale-skinned cleavage.  Gnomerah grinned from ear to ear as she surveyed the room from her much shorter point of view.  “I don’t think I was even this short as a baby!  This is freaking crazy!”

Drenan had to choke back his laughter, instead attempting to refocus on his own mask.  A few twists later, and in his place stood a magnificently-tuxedoed, slate gray-furred worgen male.  “This is much more to my liking,” he rumbled in a much more gravelly, feral voice.  “I hope you do not mind that I am not a gnome myself.”

Gnomerah beamed and laughed, reaching up with one small hand to pat his rump, which, frankly, was as far as she could reach.  “It suits you!”

Wornan flashed his gnome daughter a sly grin, his now-clawed hand reaching down to take her own.  “Care for a dance, miss?”

“Don’t mind if we do!” she cried and happily took his hand as he led her gracefully out onto the dance floor, her empty hand grasping his own as he lifted her with ease for their first dance.
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