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Scourge of Outland (Open RP)
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Morec0
Morec
Scourgeholme
Morec grinned. Kalied had been a useful ally during his attacks on the living creatures in Azeroth, and Morec had requested that the Lich accompany him on his expadition to Outland.
"We need stronger forces, Kalied," the Scourgelord said, "see if you can't muster up something a bit more... terrifying."
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Dralas
Character: Anrein Black
Location: Honor Hold
Anrein gagged and coughed on the smoke, barely able to stay awake. He heard something ripping through the machine, managing to glance up and see a hand reaching out to him. He reached out and took the hand, praying that he would get out in time.
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Morec0
Morec
Scourgehold
Morec, grinning, took the gem and looked through it.
((Up the the Alliance to create the creatrues havoc, as far as I care.
Oh, and I'm out for a bit ))
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Dralas
Character: Anrein Black
Location: Honor Hold
"Get this man on a stretcher!" he heard, the voices going in and out. He could hear his heart beating in his head, feeling it throb, the pain becoming worse, barely able to breath.
"Inspect and diagnose him!" another man said, the voices feeling distance. Suddenly, he heard nothing, the medics going into silence.
"What the hell is this?" one of them said, discovering what he had done to his arm.
"It's.. a machine?"
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Dralas
Character: Anrein Black
Location: Honor Hold
Anrein finally managed to came to full consiousness, though realizing he was strapped down. His legs and arms were tightly bounded by chain and leather, medics studying him with tools all around him.
"Release me!" he yelled at them, though still very weakened.
"Quiet you abomination," one of the men said. He glanced over to see his arm, where it was torn and shredded. It revealed machinery inside his arm, parts and bits flashing as it went to work attempting to repair.
"Bioengineering, you like it?" he spat at them, "that's what I get for getting trapped in Ulduar!" he yelled, struggling to get released.
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Zenanor
Ryathen Firesoul.
Trallmar inn.
Noone. There was noone in the inn except the innkeeper. But why should there be any? The scourge was on the doorstep. But the biggest problem right now was the Burning Legion. It was just north of here, maybe that was the reason that the Scourge hadn't made any major attacks. Maybe.
Ryahten sighed and walked out from the inn, heading for the gate who was heavenly bolstered. He made his way up on the walls and looked around. The catapult that had been standing and aiming at Honor Hold was gone, or most of them that is. They had been scavenged. Ryathen noticed something raising from Honor Hold. Smoke. He shrugged.
Seems like we're next.
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Dralas
Character: Anrein Black
Location: Honor Hold
Anrein glanced up to see an elf, not sure who she was.
"Go ahead,
medics
, explain why you want to tie me down like I'm an animal!" he barked at the medics. This was the very reason why he had to leave Azeroth, too many people discriminating because he had been forced to do this in order to survive.
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Dralas
Character: Anrein Black
Location: Honor Hold
"Bah," he muttered, finally getting free of the chains and leather straps, "I've had worse encounters," he said, looking at his arm that was still shredded. He could feel pain still, and he still had blood, but that wasn't what was intriguing for most people.
It was visible on what the machine was doing, small bits and pieces of flesh and skin reforming his torn arm, slowly repairing it.
"This is what I had to become to survive. If you hate me or don't want to be near, I wouldn't blame you," he said, standing up now.
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Post by
Morec0
Morec
Scourgehold
Go
, Morec commanded the creature that kaleid had created.
It obayed, roaring in rage as it charged Honor Hold.
Rise
, Morec commanded the dead within the earth of Hellfire Penninsula
They obayed...
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Dralas
Character: Anrein Black
Location: Honor Hold
Anrein looked up with his eyes, seeing the elf offering her hand.
"Anrein Black," he said, shaking her hand, "the pleasure is mine," Anrein said, glancing to see if anyone else was near.
"And you should be amazed. This is technology beyond comprehension... but if you are ever offered the chance to take it, don't," he said.
"I'll explain later if I'm still alive, but for now I need to begin repair on my gyrocopter," he said, nodding at her.
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Dralas
Character: Anrein Black
Location: Honor Hold
Anrein quickly followed, grabbing his sword and shield that the medics had discarded to the side when salvaging his machine. He ran out to see scourge attacking, shocked that they were in Outland now.
Anrein ran foward, though sheathing his sword as he ran up to a raised undead knight.
"Activate," he thought, his mechanical arm suddenly forward and smashing his fist into the scourge's plate chest. The blow shattered the scourge's ribs, breaking them from the force and how much power he had used.
"Damn," he muttered, his knuckles hurting badly, but seeing the undead knight crippled now.
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Dralas
Character: Anrein Black
Location: Honor Hold
"Where are all of these undead coming from?"
he thought, running over to his gyrocopter. It was in ruins, but they had put out the flames before the fire reached the storage compartment inside his machine. He broke the back open, grabbing supplies and his engineering tools.
"Here we go," he said, taking out a powerful explosive. He put the bomb in the hand of his mechanical arm, heaving the bomb with a blinding speed at a nearby scourge.
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