User:Cayenne Fortner/vortex

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The Vortex of Dreams
Well-met and welcome! This page serves as a sort of what-have-you random stream of consciousness I might be experiencing in regards to Guild Wars. It's not official content by any stretch of the imagination, though by reading it you may gain some insight into the lives of my characters and the things that attract my attention. There will be a wishlist before the insights, so anybody interested can take a glance at what I'm currently obsessing over and give handy pointers if necessary as to the acquisition of said items.

The Wishlist

 * Everlasting Transmogrifier Tonic
 * Status: Keep dreaming. At 5.5 million gold a bottle, it's unlikely I'll be acquiring one anytime soon...
 * Rationale: The Mad King's Stewards are something that I would very happily have drawn in high school. Besides, who doesn't love candy elemental-golem awesomeness?


 * Miniature Burning Titan
 * Status: Unknown. I will need to check.
 * Rationale: Things that walk on three legs rule. Don't try to deny it - we all know it to be fact.


 * Miniature Wind Rider
 * Status: Unknown. I need to check this, too.
 * Rationale: They look neat, they have tentacles and they levitate. Isn't that enough?

Little Happy Fun Things
Made on a whim during a chat session with my (cat-loving) friend.

Made out of sheer mischief after Celia failed the second half of the Great Northern Wall mission by being too thirsty for Charr blood.

Winnowing Vale
She hated this part of the journey. The river skales were bad enough, provided she had the necessary goods. It was a fortuitous stroke of luck beyond measure that she had just happened to have the supplies the strange Sandford fellow requested. His parting gifts were never opened, though. She could never bring herself to despoil something. Let others do that; after all, wasn't that what they paid her for? To take her tokens of good will in exchange for their hard-earned gold? It was their choice after the transition had been made. She only hoped that they made the right decisions.

Fighting off the threatening advances of a pair of giant spiders, she forded the river where the waters were shallow and made her way to the cavern which she had begun to detest with all her will. More spiders awaited, and within minutes she had finished them off, claiming some of their webbing and their severed limbs as proof of her victories. Celia Garamond heard the gruff cries of men counting and speaking. No doubt they were up to their usual antics, but she had little time for pleasantries. She was here for one thing only, and that was to prove that a woman could be every bit a hunter of the ursine menaces of Regent Valley as a man...

Queen of Storms
The rain soaked into her meager outfit and chilled her to the bone, but she wasn't bothered. Rather the opposite, in point of fact; Miranda Belnades loved inclement weather and lived for the fresh scent of new rain. The crunch of freshly fallen snow beneath her feet as she wandered the frozen peaks of the Wizard's Folly region delighted her, even with the horribly aggressive elemental beasts that lurked around every corner. She idly wondered how many others would make the trek into the frosty plateaus for the sheer thrill of the cold weather that seemed to enhance her senses and reinvigorate her spirit. She knew that others called her foolhardy, but even if she grew cold as death's embrace, she had her fire magic to keep her warm and safe from both the environment and the predators.

Well, what do they know, anyway? she thought as she sat in the rain of the Fair, a serene look adorning her youthful features. Those who came here and saw nothing but a damp, miserable collection of tents and carriages were merely blind to the beauty that was nature in its finest moments. Miranda could sit here all day, she mused idly, and not be bothered by the seemingly eternal showers of the region. Only a few minutes more, and then she'd leave for the colder climes...