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Morec0
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Hinterlands
Sithia countered the blast of fire with her own icy attack, focusing as hard as she could in an attempt to break through the darkfallen's attack and freeze him to death. Rottalon flew into the face of the frost vrykul, pecking at his eyes and forcing him to let go of his grip on Marrow, who pounced onto the half giant and sank his teeth into his neck.
Vrem only chuckled. "I'm already dead. What more can you do?" Without waiting for a reply, he grabbed a pistol from his belt and pointed it behind it, the barrle almost touching Morgan's head. He pulled the trigger an instant later.
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Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Hinterlands
"As a matter of fact, so am I." - melancholically informed Morgan, jumping in the air, so that bullet came through his chest, carrying him away. He plunged axe deep into Vrem's neck, breaking it. He then inspected the wound on him.
"Oh well, that actually is incovinient, but yours is worse." - he noted. "And what shall I do with this crude piece of metal?" - he thought aloud, throwing it then right to Sithia's spinal cord, commenting - "Much better."
Death Knights that remained outside already got into Zeramas, now giving away their powers to heal their leader. Another frost vrykul caught Rottalon and started ripping of her remaining feathers, while others just tried to overpower Marrow.
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Orranis
((Rhonin saves the day and brings world peace! How unpredictable! Heh.))
Ayedin the Frozenhearted
Location: Undercity
Ayedin Rye was a powerful paladin of the Silver Hand. After seeing his king murdered he went into a blood frenzy, and was eventually put down and brought back up by the same necromancer. Having unwillingly partaken in the destruction of his own city, and of his own child, he hated the Scourge more than he had felt any other emotion in his life. In his time as a death knight, he was unlucky enough to have been one of the freed undead during the scourge civil war. However, he would do only what he was directly ordered to in a small form of resistance, and as he rose in the ranks from his power, his rebellion proved more and more frustrating. Because of this, he was sent to Light's Hope to expose Tirion Fordring, and supposedly killed in the process. However, in the event known as the light of dawn, he regained control. His morality became so incredibly rational that you would have to call him insane. Finding more in common with his Lordaeron brothers then the Stormwind humans, he joined the Forsaken.
After the Lich King's death he was filled with an emptiness that he could fill only with protecting the world. Yet, now that Deathwing too is gone, he feels empty and purposeless once more. He was about forty at death, and while his physical strength is not peak, he still is a master of two handed weapons, and his strategic excellence and resourcefulness show nothing less than genius.
Grosh Edgereaver
Ogrimmar
Grosh is a headstrong orc blademaster who is a fierce believer in Horde supremacy and values tradition and loyalty above all. Being youthful, fit, with lots of and sword skill banged into his muscles and mind by his father, from whom he gets his last name, since he was five, he's a potent blademaster. However, seeing as the most prominent threats for which he had been trained to combat seemed to have subsided as soon as he came of age, he joined up with Garrosh's Kor'kron Honor Guard to protect and battle for the Horde however his warchief sees fit, though mostly including protecting him, in this time of relative peace he is given leave often. As a member of the Frostwold clan, he rides a white wolf by the name of Sho'oroth. He has replaced his white armor of the Frostwolf with the brown uniform of the Kor'kron Honor Guard, and his back is adorned by a sword with a long handle connected to a shiny metallic blade with the orcish phrase "Victory or Death." inscribed upon it.
Azad
Twisting Nether
Azad is an Eredar corrupted when Sargeras found Argus, and was always a selfish child. He went into the arcane arts and was very ruthless and had nearly no compassion for anything but himself. He was however, an excellent student. Come Sargeras, he saw no reason to turn down power. His belief system is much alike LeVayan Satanism, the worship of one's self above all other things, except without any hint of morality involved. He does whatever pleases him. However, he is not stupid-evil, and realizes that things with bad side affects will hurt him and often out way his own gain.
Character:
Yoardain Ravenwind
Location: The Blasted Lands
Yoardain was once a highborne, and thus was alive to participate in both the War of the Ancients and witness the Sundering of the world. His powerful magical talents were a great help in the war, after seeing how destructive the force had been, he had abandoned the arcane arts and taken up Druidism. However, he rejected the night elves's sole worship of Elune and the forests, and for thousands of years he roamed the worlds, keeping balance with nature and discovering what other wonders the natural world has to offer. During an exploration of Northrend, he saw something terrible. A massive demon crawled from the sky, obliterating the sun, threatening to crush the world. He saw Aegwynn the Guardian of Tirisfal, destroy him, but he had seen enough. The demons had found this world, and we would never be safe. While not agreeing with Illidan's power hunger, he took up his methods and became a Demon Hunter, sacrificing everything to protect the world. He made his pact with Azad, then broke his promise and the demon has hunted him and he the demon ever since.
While he admires Rhonin for bringing about this peace, he always looked objectively at the uselessness of the faction's 'squabbles,' he is critical of the relaxed sate they seem to have fallen into, fearing the Legion is an ever present threat.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Hinterlands
Sithia created a shield of ice around herself, stopping the axe. "Ice try," she said, giggling slighlty, then threw a few bolts of frost at the frost vrykul, freezing their skulls to the point where they shattered. Marrow and Rottalon then broke away from the rest of the group and headed back towards their masters body, which slowly began to rise.
Vrem snapped his neck back into place. "A shame I couldn't feel that," he said. "The pain would have been... interesting." He then backed up towards Sithia, working on reloading his gun.
Through all of this, Morec was looking through his backpack for something he could use.
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Hinterlands
"Even slumbering, my king protects me and grants me strength." - said Morgan, now fully healed. One of the death knights empowering him collapsed upon the ground, but Morgan paid no attention.
"And he will claim you, and for the rest of eternity you will further his cause." - he added, producing another shadowfrost shard and driving it forcefully through Morec's heart.
"Arise, Morec, and bring justice upon intruders." - with that said, Morgan manually closed the wound on Morec, so that shard couldn't be brought out other then cutting it away along with a large chunk of flesh.
Meanwhile, at the Scholomance royalists finished the remaining Bolvar's forces and, grabbing all powerful artifacts, set out back to Zeramas.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Hinterlands
Morec twitched slightly as he stood, and after much concentration managed to death grip the shard out of him. "That hurt," he said. "And when I feel pain, you know that's something bad." He crushed the shard, then chuckled. "On a side note, I should thank you. That little jolt's helped me out enough to do this." He grabbed Armageddon and swung it at Morgan, forcing the necromancer to dodge away. "I appreciate the breathing room."
That said, he opened up a death gate, which Sithia, Vrem and his pets, and Morec fled through. Before he left, though, Morec said one thing to Morgan. "By the way: Arthas' is dead. I watched him die." The death night dissapered into the darkness of the gate, which closed.
The three forsaken appeared within the Warrior Quarter of the Undercity. Morec turned to the other two. "So, who wants to do that again?" he raised his hand. The other two shook their heads and walked away. "What? What did I say?"
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Hinterlands
"Naive fool, Morec. Death gripping a shadowfrost shard, tz, tz. I can only wonder how many microscopic shardlets are in your body now." - Musing to himself, Morgan turned around and counted his losses, then smiled.
"With spoils and new recruits from Scholomance, I can say it's a win-win scenario. Am I right, Gulamar?"
"As always, my lord. We expect to reanimate the fallen in a matter of hours." - blood prince elegantly landed next to his master.
"Excellent. We have enough resources to fuel the necropolis just so it takes us to the Twilight Highlands. I say, would you like a wyrm of your own, Gulamar?"
"I'd love to, my lord."
Almost dancing, Morgan exited the necropolis to greet the Scholomance caravan.
"You've missed quite an entertainment, my friend." - he told baron. - "Oh, and sent all those mindless ones to the undercity, as my parting gift to Sylvanas."
"As you command, my lord."
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Funden "The Frost Knight" Orebeard
The Hinterlands
At last he came upon the wreck of the Necropolis, only to spy what appeared to be 3 Forsaken. This was about to get interesting.
Post by
BuryYourDead
Wolfas Blackbane
Deepholme
Wolfas clawed his way out. "Finally" he muttered. He pulled himself up an the light stung his eyes. He pulled out a small map from his bags. "Stormwind....Ironforge.....hmmmm.....Stormwind it is" he said as he began his journey. The bodies of black and red drakes still lay on the ground, aswell as horde and alliance soldiers. Riderless horses stood stationary. "Thank the light, some good luck" he said, as he ran towards a riderless Barghest. He climbed on its back and rode towards the human city.
Post by
senedor
((Hey folks, brief OOC message. I am 'NPCing' Sargeras, as I have it in mind that hes a titan, it would take WAY too much to take him down. He'll just be pulling the strings.))
Sargeras -- Twisting Nether
The dark titan stirred from his thoughts. He had been so lost in thought in how to toy with the mortals who had defeated Archimonde not once, but twice, then stopped Kil'jaedan from entering. The titan scowled, something rare for him to do. He murmured to himself and twirled the dark magic to show Azeroth. His lips formed a sly smile. He knew just how to break the heroes, and where to hit. He would need the portals though, portals from the Nether and from where his demons hide. He whispered the words to himself.
"
Soon...a dark age will cover your world, mortals.
"
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Davonar -- Gilneas
The aged paladin had made it to Gilneas. He was currently sitting with his friend, a Worgen who could control, like many others now, the transformation. Davonar looked out the nearest window, and sighed. He knew it was coming, something far more worse then Deathwing. He looked to his friend as he approached.
"A storm is brewing, something stirs in the darkness, old friend..."
The friend could only chuckle and nod solemnly.
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Behelich
((Funden, Forsaken trio has ported away back to Undercity. What you'll probably see is a departing necropolis and a caravan of mindless ghouls, zombies, abominations etc heading to Undercity. btw, are you with us? I mean, the royalists.))
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Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Ashenvale
Ivan lowered his blade, breathing a sigh of relief. "I too am sorry," he said, bowing slighlty. "Ivan Jeret."
Forget me, this time?
Bloodhowl snarled, less then pleased with how things turned out.
Krista also walked up, seeing there wasn't going to be a battle. "And Krista Jeret," she said. "A pleasure to meet you, miss..." she left the sentance hanging for the other human to finish it.
Blackbite snarled in rage, but otherwise decided to not act out.
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Undercity
"Oh some on!" Morec said, hurrying after Sithia as she walked away from him. "I made a mistake, I get it. Don't start ignoring me now!"
"You almost got us all killed," Sithia said, "
again
. And who knows what the Shadowfrost Shard will do to you!"
"So there are a few peices let," he said. "I'll stop by the Apothicarium and have them removed!"
"Be sure you do that."
"Alright, so why are you still angry?"
Sithia stopped and turned. "Because you're likely to kill yourself, me, and Vrem sooner or later. I'm starting to wonder why I even started dating you in the first place."
"My rugged good looks?" Morec ventured a guess. Sithia's glare told him 'no.' "My witty charm?" Again, no. "My skill with a sword? My rugged good looks
and
my witty charm? All of the above? I have to be getting close."
Sithia turned and started to walk away. To stop her Morec put a hand on her shoulder, and recived a frostbolt to the face for it. "From now on," she said. "It's strickly buisness between us." She stormed away.
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