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Hello, welcome to the Halls of Sterling. My name is Arlun Roberts and I am the caretaker of this amazing place. If you have questions or are in need of assistance please contact me.
What is the Halls of Sterling? Ah, I'm glad you asked. The hall is where the members and friends of Sterling house their tales of adventure, daily journals and art and images from the world of Azeroth.
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End of an Era
BjorkeA | May 04 , 2009 | No Comments |
Categories: BjorkeA, Journals Tags: Bjorke, Kazran, Stoughfield
Bjorke had sent word to Sergeant Major Stoughfield via the comm. the night before: Meet her in Booty Bay an hour before sunup. Be prepared for trouble. She hadn’t explained more than that. Truitt had wanted to come; he was eager to try out his pronunciation of the Orcish greeting he’d learned. But, with Bjorke’s [...]
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Light and Dark
BjorkeA | April 21 , 2009 | No Comments |
Categories: BjorkeA, Journals Tags: Bjorke, Stenholm, Truitt
It had been a rough night. Between the purgative the doctor had given Bjorke, the fact that she had to sleep sitting up with her arm on a splint, and her deep guilt over her actions, she hadn’t slept. Not much at any rate. After the therapeutic bath – which really did help her knees [...]
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The Better Part of Valor
BjorkeA | April 20 , 2009 | No Comments |
Categories: BjorkeA, Journals, Truitt Tags: Bjorke, Truitt
William Alvers ought to be ashamed of himself – putting such ideas in a young banker’s head. There had been minor falsehoods over the years, all for her own good, of course. But this? This was a major deception, and Truitt would have to be very careful. He was not the best liar. Back at [...]
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And into the Fire
BjorkeA | April 19 , 2009 | No Comments |
Categories: BjorkeA, Journals Tags: Bjorke, Stenholm, Truitt
Truitt rode out to Elwynn Forest, his mind on the events of the day. The Matron at the orphanage had been most helpful; not surprising, given how much Bjorke had donated over the past two years. There were six candidates who fit the description. He’d decided it was prudent to stick with the girls, given [...]
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Out of the Frying Pan
BjorkeA | April 19 , 2009 | No Comments |
Categories: BjorkeA, Journals Tags: Bjorke, Truitt
“Come wash my hair.” Bjorke soaked in the bath, easing the pain in her knee. She hadn’t let Stoughfield help her that much in the bath – it had been too awkward for the man. And now, she was eager to have her hair more than just rinsed. But with Truitt, it was different. They’d [...]
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