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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Kareithel Arroval
Location
: the
Daybreaker
Kareithel slumped into his chair again.
"Wine."
With a glass of transparent golden liquid obligingly handed to him by Cyrus, the Blood Lord uttered, "Tell the captain the ship is to be relocated to the south, closer to the Vengeance's Landing. We will have to deal with Gundrak later..."
'
In the long run, I will be the one to win.
'
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Deathholme
"Oookaaay," he said, reading on further. "But what about... Well... I suppose that covers it." He said, slowly signing the papers. "If Lord Arroval tries to double-cross me, though, I'm afraid I'll have to kill him and his associates." He smiled and chuckled. "Have a nice day."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Hardcore Jaws
Location
: Deatholme
T
AKE THIS AMULET.
T
HE LONGER YOU WEAR IT, THE MORE ATTUNED IT IS TO YOU AND THUS LESS LIKELY TO MALFUNCTION.
Jaws took the papers and produced a simple pendant on a thin golden chain. The pendant itself was a golden disk with a simple smiley face engraved on it.
((Post in Willow, gosh dang it. Or at least hint if you approve of my post with Curho.))
Post by
Morec0
(( I like it. This Curho seems to be more trusting of Soulsplitter then I had thought of him as, but it will make for a set of interesting events. And I'm working on a post right now. ))
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Deathholme
"A simely face? Really?" Morec took the amulet. "And I thought I was crazy."
Post by
Behelich
((I was thinking on the lines of 'confident that he can thwart anything Soulsplitter can come up with', but whatever floats your boat, of course.))
Character
: Hardcore Jaws
Location
: Deatholme
Y
ES.
W
HAT IS MORE HUMILIATING THAN TO BE BRUTALLY SLAUGHTERED BY SOMEONE WEARING SUCH THING?
T
HE ANSWER - BEING BRUTALLY SLAUGHTERED BY SOMEONE WEARING SUCH THING AND WIELDING A SPOON.
The elf turned around and walked to a weapon rack nearby. After spending some time looking at twin swords designed to resembled ice shards, he shook his head and picked up a long polearm that any death knight who had met Orbaz Bloodbane would immediately recognise - or think they recognised it. Jaws's fingers ran along the hilt before closing in a tight grasp.
((
NPC Weapons
- when you are too lazy to describe them yourself. ;P))
Post by
Krutos
Ironfist
Dalaran
After a number of questions asked and few coins poorer, Ironfist walked out of the inn and headed to one of the smaller alleys. Counting doors, he finally stopped before one. Quickly checking his surroundings, the orc gave the door a little kick which resulted the lock breaking.
The apartment wasn't too big, a small kitchen and a study with a sleeping alcove. Ironfist went through all the drawers, bookshelfs and cabins. Ripped open the mattress and pilows, knocked the walls for hiding places. And after nothing remarkable came out, he began smashing everything he could with his hammer. The writing table, wardrobe, kitchen tables and bookshelfs.
After some time of breaking things he contacted Kareithel.
- "My lord, I'm at Firecallers apartment and found some basic scouting and operation reports. Though there is something you might be interest in. One report is mentioning you and your Order several times", Ironfist explained still slightly out of breath after the hammer swinging.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Kareithel Arroval
Location
: the
Daybreaker
"By all means, continue," Kareithel said, drumming his fingers on the table. "And bring me whatever reports you find - every little bit helps. I will study them later."
Post by
Krutos
Ironfist
Dalaran
- "It appeares that they have shadowed some of your contacts, mainly in Silvermoon. The report claims that the Order has something big going on. The observation might be still operational, so I'd advice you to inform your contacts that they are compromised", Ironfist spoke as he stuffed a big bunch of papers to his bag. "And now if you excuse me, I will have to run like hell as this place will be burning in a matter of minutes.", the orc finished as he was bringing out some of those flame bottles.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Kareithel Arroval
Location
: the
Daybreaker
"You heard everything, Cyrus. Send a word to Solanar," Kareithel growled, massaging his temples.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Deathholme
"A spoon... hmm, I'll have to remember that," he chuckled as he began to walk around. After a while he asked aloud; "how long to you think this'll take?"
"How should we know?"
was the only reply he got.
Character:
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
,
Curho Demoneye
,
Salja
,
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
, Hah'soo
Location: Southern Barrens | Stonetalon
"Is... is eet dead?" Salja asked, looking at the rocks where the infernal had been buried. Bloodhowl also walked back towards the group and, unseen to the group, the snake in the grass also slithered closer.
Post by
Behelich
((Don't want to sound like a jerk, but I'm not posting as Duskhide and co. until I get a reply from Kahryez in the Q&A))
Character
: Hardcore Jaws
Location
: Deatholme
Jaws shrugged.
T
HE BROTHERHOOD'S MERCENARIES ARE ASSAULTING
S
TRATHOLME TOMORROW.
S
OMETHING ABOUT A TANK DINGING...
P
ROBABLY THE BROTHERHOOD'S CODE PHRASE.
Post by
Morec0
(( Thought as much, just wanted to clarify what Salja and Bloodhowl were doing - as they were absent from the entire battle. ))
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Deathholme
"Cool," Morec grinned. "And gratz to the tank. Hopefully he's speced propperly." The Forsaken death knight laughed at the expression on Jaw's face; completely blank, no emotion at all. "What do I do untill then? Walk around like an idiot wearing this thing?"
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Hardcore Jaws
Location
: Deatholme
I
F YOU WISH TO.
T
HE RUNEFORGE IS OVER THERE, THE TRAINING DUMMIES ARE NEXT DOOR, THE INTERROGATION ROOM IS DOWNSTAIRS.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Deathholme
"Training dummies downstairs?" Morec's eyes lit up. "Alright!" He ran for the basement.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Hardcore Jaws
Location
: Deatholme
N
O, THE...
Jaws cut himself off and facepalmed. He knew he had it coming.
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Post by
Krutos
Ironfist
Dalaran
Ironfist bursted out of the building as soon as the flames began devouring the apartment. He watched the fire for a moment and then continued his journey towards Runeweaver Square.
When there, the orc slipped in from the door that said 8 on top of it. The corridor was quiet and the staircase seemed empty. Ironfist raised his hammer and began climbing the stairs.
The first cultist he met on the second floor corridor, but couple quick swing of his hammer prevented an alarm. The next cultist he strangled. Slowly sneaking up to the third and also top floor he was facing a door that seemed more like an attic door. Ironfist kicked in the door and marched in.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Thragg Earthbreaker
Location: Azshara - Bilgewater Harbor
Thragg sat in quiet meditation, his totems spread around him and glowing with their own elemental energy. Even in this metal contraption he was able to reach out to the spirits - both of the elements and of his ancestors - and he was glad for it. Feelings of warmth, coolness, lightness, heaviness and comfort all flashed through him after several minutes. The spirits were with him.
"Great spirits,"
he spoke within his mind, "
I come as a mere servant asking for your help. The tablets I carry - the ones that I fear may bring about the End - and I are still in dager, but I feel that I have found a way to prevent them from ever being used. A pandarian known as 'Sage' may have knowledge of how to dispose of them."
He paused here.
"Spirits, this is why I ask for your help. I do not know where he dwells. I ask only this of you; can you help me find him? Will you help me find him?"
A feeling of cold and lightness filled Thragg.
"We, the spirits of wind and water, wish to help you, Shaman Thragg, but we cannont. Where the one you seek dwells we cannont find, for we are not there."
Thragg understood. A volcano was a place of earth and fire, not of wind and water - the most benevilant of the elements. As the pressences of the first two elements left him a feeling of warth and weight then filled Thragg's soul. "
We, the spirits of earth and fire, hear your plea, and we wish to help you. But we cannot. Where the one you seek dwells we cannont find him, for we are not there"
Now Thragg was confused. If none of the elements could find who he sought, then where was he? Was he not on this world? Did... did he even exist?
The pressence of the final two elemental spirits left a fifth and final spirit entered him, bringing with it feelings comfort, tranquility, purpose. This was the spirit of the wilds. The spirits of the ancestors. "
We, the spirit of the wilds, hear you Shaman Thragg, and we will help you."
Without even having to be asked, the spirit then answered Thragg's unspoken questions.
"The spirits of wind and water could not help you because where the shaman dwells they are not present. And the spirits of earth and fire could not help you because the spirit of the one you seek is beyond them at this time.
"The one you seek in wise and strong, he knows of many things - things that not even the greatest shamans of your kind have ever brushed upon. His mind is with us for a time, but when you find him his mind will be with you. Awaken, Shaman Thragg, and seek out the Old Wise One."
Thragg's eyelids burst open and he took a sharp breath. He knew where the pandarian was, the spirits had gifted him with that knowledge. With a quick prayer of thanks, he stood, gathered up his totems, and left for the submarine's bridge.
Post by
Krutos
Ironfist
Dalaran
High priestess Erena, Twilight Lord of Dalaran, turned around as she heard the wooden door crack and fly open. Her eyes narrowed when she who entered the room.
- "Fist, what is the meaning of this?", she demanded.
- "Priestess, there is not much time. Fire-Eye is dead and Arroval sent me here to destroy this base. You must leave immediately", Ironfist spoke quickly. "I had to kill few acolytes down stairs to make it look real. Now take all important papers, books and artifacts with you and teleport to the Bastion. It is the best place to be, for now."
The Twilight Lord understood the situation and began collecting her things. Meanwhile Ironfist was walking back and forth, keeping an eye both at the door and the priestess. In few minutes Erena was ready.
- "Keep close to the Blood Lord and find out what he and the Order are really up to", she told the orc.
- "I will. Now go", Ironfist almost yelled. When the flash caused by the teleportation spell cleared, he began smashing things up and collecting some papers with some summoning spells and older operation reports.
After this he placed the rest of the flame vials around the room and some to the staircase. The dynamite he also spread out and unwinded the fuse so that he was back on the second floor corridor.
Ironfist took a lit candle from the wall and lit the fuse. As the small flame hissed towards the attic, the orc ran down the stairs and out of the building. He didn't stop before he was on the other side of the square. Just as he turned around, the fuse was burnt out and a massve explosion ripped the building open.
Ironfist grinned widely as he activated the teleportation spell on his amulet. In a flash of light, he was now again standing on the deck of the Daybreaker.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Kareithel Arroval
Location
: the
Daybreaker
"Ironfith," came Cyrus's voice right from behind the orc, as usual. "Good to thee you alive and well. Mathter will thurely want to hear about your ventureth perthonally."
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