Disclaimer
What you are about to read is not, strictly speaking, a normal story. It does not technically have a beginning, middle, or end.
This is a collection of short vignettes I wrote, based (very loosely) on one of my characters in World of Warcraft: a warlock, called Tuera Ashama. They were originally posted on guild forums all throughout Legion, and – as I'm sure you'll soon realize – things got out of hand very quickly.
By the end, I stopped even trying to make it seem like it was actually taking place within the World of Warcraft, and I was just letting my imagination run wild, with truly absurd consequences.
Think of this as a bridge between "Another Night At The Inventory" and "Same War, Different Day."
Somewhat.
A bit.
Maybe.
I'm honestly posting it here more for completeness' sake than because I think anyone will appreciate – or even really understand – what the fuck is going on. After all, these characters have stories I've written off-and-on since 2005, and most of what I wrote in the past was lost.
One of these days, I might rewrite it.
Maybe.