Sylvari Stories

This is a guild rp story written by seven people at once. It follows a norn revenant betrayed, sent to the mists and pulled from time, a sylvari mesmer twisted lover of chaos and master of illusions, a human mesmer in a borrowed body and a dangerous voice in her head, a human revenant loyal and following her sister, a sylvari duo one a warrior one a necromancer loyal to each other, and a charr engineer in morning and always drunk.

Soft, sweet tales woven in whispers of the raindancer Fiatri's life.

Join Zyra and her ragtag team of sorts. A female Charr(Enuzo) engineer of the Iron Legion, a Soundless male Sylvari(Rae) ranger, a male Norn(Sorin) thief who is watched over by the snow leopard spirit, and female Human(Jacynth) noble who's trained as an elementalist. This a series of short stories of their travels, hope you enjoy :)

This will probably just be a dumping place for my character Solfyrina in the game Guild Wars 2. I might make the chapters open for suggestions. But first! Backstory!

Life starts when you are placed in the world as a hatchling. The Pale Tree places you with a family and has your path written for you. You will Fight, You will Bleed, You will Die. Nixtrion is a sylvari ranger. She is fighting for her world and for The Pale Tree. She is a strong and powerful woman who runs through the forest with her charmed pets. She leaves her family to explore and to follow the orders given to her by her leader, The Pale Tree. Follow her on this journey to see her blossom into a powerful leader.

Here I post everything related to Guild Wars 2: The Profiles of my RP Characters, my short stories about them and maybe some other fanfiction from the world of Tyria.

What if everything you thought was real is shattered within the blink of an eye? What if everything that had been a game for you, is your reality now? - The story of a gamer girl, who is suddenly stuck in her favourite game and has to built up a whole new life in Tyria - and besides fight a dragon and keep her social life intact. (Translation in progress)

This is a Guild Wars 2 "fan fiction", but I did use mostly my own characters, other than Marshal Trahearne. The ranger known as Rhys follows his best friend, the Commander, to fight an Elder Dragon, but something goes wrong...

A love between two Necromancer Sylvari. One a Firstborn the other a Secondborn. This is the story of the Immortal Commander Narana Bloodrose and the story of how she became that way. Her hardships and burdens.

yo tengo

(Diese Fanfiction spielt in der Welt vom Onlinespiel Guild Wars 2) Die junge Sylvari Ayunherihs hat schon vieles in ihrem Leben gesehen: Von den ausgedörrten Ebenen der Maguuma-Einöde über die vereisten Gipfel der Zittergipfel-Gebirge bis zu den von Geistern heimgesuchten Gebieten von Ascalon. Sie hat bereits viele einprägsame Erfahrungen gemacht, doch das bedeutsamste Erlebnis steht ihr erst noch bevor. In Orr - einem verwüsteten Land voller Untoter - soll sich schließlich die wahre Bedeutung ihrer Vision im Traum der Träume erfüllen.

This is when she spotted him high up the slope, staring at her from atop a large rock ledge at the treeline. Sinne gasped. She'd seen thousands of stars in the night sky. Dancing around the moon like twinkling fireflies. This creature was like one of those stars had fallen to the earth. The stag stood pure white against the dark colors of the trees. His head held high as great branched antlers grew from his head like a tall crown of light. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sinne knew a lot. The problem was she didn't quite know how she knew the things she did. Still the meadow was peaceful and the wood was plentiful. She had no reason to suspect that anything was strange until the Nightmare Court threatened her Dream. Force to fight the Poison, Sinne is ripped from her peaceful world and awakens in Tyria where she find that her journey will likely be a long one. She is a Valiant of a Wyld Hunt that will allow her no peace. Not when Elder Dragons have risen. This is a fanfiction HOWEVER you do not need to know anything about Guild Wars 2 to read this. I'm trying to make it as friendly for others as possible. It will loosely following the storyline of the Guild Wars 2 game. This is simply ONE commander's journey through Tyria. *Note: there may be some typos, feel free to point them out if you find them. I go through and correct things in my main document then correct them on all the places that Sinne is posted.

" The things you love seem to end up cursed and die, don't they? " he said smirking while handing me a bouquet of white calla lily flower. I cry even harder because of his mean words. I knelt beside the grave of the man I loved and gently placed the flowers, then rose and turned. "S-Sorry .. It's my fault... *sob* it's my fault *sob*... it's my.." and everything went pitch black. Oh. I'm tired.

In the outskirts of the Wildlands, a newly appointed Warden of the Grove must confront a shadow from his past. One that refuses to be left buried in the sands of time.