Zenir

Labrinth Turning yet another corner in the mauve coloured labrinth, the boy sighed with releif. I finaly lost them. He thought as he slid down the cold, smooth wall. He looked up at the distant roof, watching the odd blue clouds wift around and send bolts of lightning between themselfs. Annother boy, almost identicle to himself except for his hair. It was darker and a bit longer than the first boy's. "Hello Xander." The boy on the ground sighed, not taking his eyes off the wispy blue clouds above. "I've been looking for you." Xander replied as he walked over to him. The first boy finally looked down at him and glared, then quickly turned h

Battle of the Gulch The young orcish warlock peered over the fence at the chaos below. Four, no five night elves he counted, four hunters and a druid, followed by two human paladins, a dwarven rogue, a dwarven warrior and a gnomish mage. He was not without friends though, with his imp Abatip at his side, three shamans(one orc, one troll and one tauren), two tauren warriors, two undead rogues, an orc hunter and a trollish priest fighting for the same cause as himself. "What are we gonna do boss?" The imp at his feet asked in it's high, squeeky voice. "What do you think? We're gonna crush them!" I roared, sending another shadow bolt at the h