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Another-Sort-of-Holy-Nova by niteynyx Word of Harwyn’s cock and horniness preceded him, not that he had the opportunity to wander far from Evershade Shrine while his training continued. Until the day came that he was a full priest, he would not leave the island that the Night Elves called home. Still, occasional day-trips arose that allowed him and the other acolytes to stretch their legs and heal themselves of cabin fever. Practical experience was important for Azeroth’s priests and priestesses, considering how often the…

Another-Sort-of-Holy-Nova by niteynyx “Do you want to taste my cock?” Harwyn Outerbridge only said the words to her once, but once was enough for them to be seared into Irelli Naaruwhisper’s mind for the rest of her life. She heard them echo in her ears constantly, without an ounce of their potency or allure lost. It was an intrusive thought more often than not, coming to her at inappropriate times - in the middle of sermons or lessons both public and private, during meals both intimate and feasting, and in the midst of h…

Another-Sort-of-Holy-Nova by niteynyx The personal quarters in Evershade Shrine were neither as small or as spartan as the sleeping cells offered to acolytes back in Stormwind. Each one was wide and roomy, more than a dozen paces in any given direction, and that was a dozen paces of the intended occupants’ long legs: night elves. Indeed, for all the acolytes coming to the Shrine to finish their training, it was shockingly spacious. Among all the races of the Alliance, the night elves were the least populous. The draenei …

Another-Sort-of-Holy-Nova by niteynyx “What troubles you, Harwyn Outerbridge?” Cerina Autumnsend asked, her silvery-pale eyes belying her sense of concern for him. She stepped closer to him, her high-heeled sandals producing two gentle clicks on the stone underfoot. It was not a great noise or a loud noise, but even so, Harwyn allowed it to seize his attention like the yearly fireworks in his native Stormwind, or some great work of arcane evocation creating a fantastical, yet frightening, work of magic. It felt safer than lookin…