Nimbus keeps to his tauren's ankles while he shuffles through a pile of papers at Stonard's mailbox. The tauren quietly counts to himself. "Good, they are all here so far." he says, depositing eight sealed letters into the box and pulling a pile of loose miscellaneous paper out…
Posts by Manolin
Manolin Part One: Spirit Lore
A spotted cheetah slows from a sprint to the form of a tauren when it enters the wide gates of Desolation Hold. Under the Barrens’ unrelenting sun, orcs, trolls, blood elves and goblins haul supplies, converse and spar. The tauren druid scans the hold before approaching the…
A Rising Son
Nimbus prowls close to the ankles of his tauren, who sits near the fire at Desolation Hold. "He must rest, that is all." The tauren unrolls an opened bag of mixed nuts. "He has many years, his mind and body weathered." Nimbus stretches and curls against a nearby rock with a…
Kitchens
A hilltop retreat bordering Mulgore and Ferelas has a small campfire beginning, and a tied kayak, bobbing at the lakeshore. “Thank you all for coming tonight, I will not keep you long. I am sorry that I could not make it to the hold. ” Nimbus’ tauren sighs deep, popping open a…
Thunderhoof Clan
This was a story told last night by Mootonka to the Clan. Any and all our welcome. I must sit, I am sorry clan. It was a long and late night, I am very weary so please, just let me speak and your questions will be answered at the end. Dimmi and I were sitting at the pond last…
Manny's Static
Just some static... “Yes, well it would have been easier if we just took portals. We would not have to change zeppelins at Undercity.” Nimbus keeps his gaze fixed on his tauren. They’re keeping a swift pace up the stairs of the zeppelin tower at Orgrimmar. “But you are scared of…