About

Welcome, buddy!

I am Broomn, a storytelling druid and wanderer between worlds.

This blog is a quiet clearing beside the fire where I share the chronicles of my world. Here, Azeroth's ancient ways still breathe, druids like me turn into healing trees, rivers carry secrets, and adventurers risk their lives on fantastic journeys.

In your world, death is final; a door that closes only once. Lives are linear, one chance only. In my world, death is just another chapter. I have died many times, I have killed when the old balance demanded it, and I will die again. Each time this happens, a cycle renews itself and new stories are born. Here, to die is not to end, it is to transform oneself; and to wander as a spirit to recover one's own body.

Come sit by the fire

If you want to stay with me for a while, read carefully. These chronicles do not follow the rules you may know. Expect blood and wonders to go hand in hand. Expect a druid who serves the forest and the ancient gods, even when the price is high and incomprehensible to most beings. Be ready to question your own morale as you read about my challenges. This will inevitably happen.

You are my guest to comment, give your opinion, or say whatever you want, in whatever language you want. I accept up to event invitations. But comments are subject to moderation. ;)

Welcome, friend, to Broomn's Blog.