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Battle for the Plaguelands (Open RP)
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Noxraj
Eastern Plaguelands
Noxraj began rushing towards the Death Knight and attempted to leap onto him at fast speeds after putting his caterpillar onto a rock.
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Funden
Western Plaguelands
Funden saw the Death Knight slaughter the Commander, and jumped forward. He threw a powerful blast of pure holy magic at the death knight, then brought his blade around, landing a solid blow on his armor.
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firegodd0
Nathaniel woke up in bindings deep within stratholme. He was in a large cage with spikjes along it witch was crusted over in blood.
"Well this is just bloody perfect." he looked around, noticing his armor and weapons missing and he is left in just his soik clothes underneath. guarding his cage was a large force of scourge. summoning some of his last bit of stergnth he tries to launch several deathcoils only to watch them dispate around him.
"great anti magic barrior too, well im screwed." he sat down in his cage, hoping that his executioner would be ehre soon, though he doubt he would recieve that sort of mercy, he could hope.
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Marisa Iceblight
Eastern Plaguelands
Marisa scowled. "Time for me to depart," she muttered.
She raised a new skelital steed from the ground, mounted it, and took off towards Stratholme.
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Skerfrul
Plaguelands
Skerfrul bounded back to Stratholme, realising they didn't need help. He went to his quarters, that where inexpicably the Torture Chambers. He entered seeing the Man in the cage high above the ground. "MrphMrphh....*ahem* Nathaniel am i correct?"
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Noxraj
WESTERN Plaguelands (lol, sorry)
Noxraj crawled out of the lake, wet and soggy. He became enraged and yelled out "RAAA!" and picked up a fallen Argent Dawn Soldier's sword. He rushed at Rolinzo with a flurry of attacks at high speeds.
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firegodd0
Nathaniel looked down at the geist.
"Aye, thats correct, are you the one sent to torment me?" he asked, looking over the geist, knowing full well how annoying the little buggers are.
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Marisa Iceblight
Scourge Base
Marisa dismounted and breathed in the stench of the plague and undeath.
It was good to be back.
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Funden
Western Plaguelands
Funden breathed heavily after the battle, and watched the Death Knight ride away. With their supercommander gone, the Scourge was easily routed. Even so, Funden pulled most of the camp back into Alterac and began the process of walling up the pass, posting soldiers all around and keeping holy fires going at all times, to make sure no scourge came near.
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Marisa Iceblight
Stratholme
Marisa opened a small portal, kneeling before it as the image of a powerful lord of the Scourge appeared in it. "My lord, I continue to prepare our troops," she said.
"Well done, Marisa," Scourgelord William Morec said. "Remember, show no mercy towards the living. Willingly or not, they will serve us all in undeath."
"But..."
"No 'buts,' Marisa. You will do as I command. I brought you back from the cold void, I gave you your will. But, should you fail me in any way, I will crush it."
"Yes, master."
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Sharlah Ridgewell
Location: Ruins of the Scarlet Enclave
The chestnut-haired human gazed up the skies, squinting in awe at the disapated necropolis, using her digits to comb a strand of hair behind her ear, her
Scarlet Insiginia Ring
brushing against her skin. None would have thought the Ebon Blade to retreat this soon, and this sudden. What -was- going on here?
Faithful already stared into Sharlah's reflecting pools, feeling the chill of the mystery rush down his spine, sending his black mane ablaze with discomfort. Dunia trailed her hand by his neck. One would think Faithful was made out of glass the way she touched him, with sincere delicacy, but more than enough to reassure him with a gentle squeeze.
"We'll get to the bottom of this."
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