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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu Whitehorn, Lisciel Dawnchaser, Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
Location
: Southern Barrens
"Please tell me I got it right... Please tell me I got it right..." muttered Lisciel as the carpet carried him to the Overgrowth.
---
"
I
'll deal with him. Holy
Wrath
!" roared Ahanu. A bolt of blinding light slammed square into Bleekgozin's chest, followed by the tauren himself charging at the felguard.
Duskhide slammed his fists into the ground, summoning several vines to attack Hah'soo. They wrapped around her limbs, throat and chest, attempting both to drag her away from Bloodhowl and choke the life out of her. The fact that they were covered by numerous thorns also helped.
Post by
536837
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Krutos
((My apologies for the lack of posts lately, but I have been busy with travelling))
Ironfist
Crushblow, Twilight Highlands
Ironfist jumped of his mount and streched. The flight from Undercity had been long and rainy. He looked around and tried to think the best way to move towards the Bastion of Twilight that was glooming over the ridge.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Kareithel Arroval
Location
: the
Daybreaker
"I congratulate you, mathter, on accomplishing the firtht part of your planth," Cyrus bowed, handing Kareithel a glass of white wine. The Blood Lord smiled and sipped from it before replying, "Too bad I won't be the one to place the first stone of Minas Agar... Which is exactly what is happening right now, if my clock does not betray me."
"You think that the thecond part will go jutht ath thmooth?"
"No, but I am pretty sure that in the end, I will win."
"Thure enough to keep your word and meet young orc all by yourthelf?"
"Yes, Cyrus, don't worry about me."
"Negative."
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
,
Curho Demoneye
, Hah'soo,
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
/
Salja
Location: Southern Barrens - The Overgrowth / Stonetalon
Hah'soo tore free of the remains of the burnt vines and sliced at Bloodhowl's muzzle again. Her claws left long but shallow scratches in the worgen's flesh, and he immediately sliced a much deeper cut into the troll's cheek. She hissed and struck again, cutting into the flesh of Bloodhowl's neck.
Bleekgozin recoiled slightly from the blow of the magic but recovered just in time to knock the tauren away from him with a well-placed blow with his swords. He then charged the paladin himself, swords held back to jab at the paladin's chest when the time was right.
Curho continued the spell, Blackbite struggling to break free of the magics that bound her - esspecially the Nightmare. Every nannosecond she had to struggle against it to keep it from infecting her as it had the Overgrowth, and it was a losing battle at best.
Character:
Thragg Earthbreaker
Location: Great Sea
"We're almost at that volcano you wanted us to go to," O'yarly said grimly. "Remember; a half-hour and then we're leaving you here. Anything goes wrong before that; we leave you here."
Thragg nodded in understanding. "I thank you," he said. The goblin just waved him away. That shaman did leave, heading off to find the tauren brothers so they could see if that pandarian they sought was truely here.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu Whitehorn, Lisciel Dawnchaser, Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
Location
: Southern Barrens
"What, the insurance doesn't cover 'righteous vengeance' cases?" Duskhide retorted, making a somersault sideways to dodge the fireballs. He summoned more vines, one of them caught the vial mid-flight and hurled it back at Koren while the rest of them began tearing out chunks of earth to throw them, too, at the warlock and his minion.
Ahanu leaped into the air and landed heavily, his hooves slamming into the ground and creating a formidable concussion strong enough to reach Bleekgozin. After shielding himself and hurling another blinding orb of light at the felguard, the paladin broke into a flurry of fast, cunning strikes aiming to force the demon into pure defense.
"Faster, faster, faster..." muttered Lisciel, peering into the distance as the Overgrowth neared.
Post by
Morec0
((
Not that bad of a vid
. ))
Character:
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
,
Curho Demoneye
, Hah'soo,
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
/
Salja
Location: Southern Barrens - The Overgrowth / Stonetalon
While Bloodhowl and Hah'soo continued their battle and Curho continued his incantation, Bleekgozin found himself on the deffense from the tauren's continued attacks. Every block, every parry, that he managed only set him further and further back from his 'master's' command. Despite the intense feelings of hatred that he had for the orc he could not afford to fail.
He kneed the paladin in the stomach, his fel-enchanced armor tearing through Ahanu's own and cutting a large gap in his stomach. He raised his swords to deal a final blow, but looked behind him when several arrows inbedded themselves in his back. Ahanu's wounds also began to mend by the grace of some third party's magic and another barrage of arrows flew towards Koren.
---
Salja continued to mediate and try to cure the damage that had been done to the land further. It was difficult and she was not making much more porgress then she had already made, but it gave her something to do as she waited. However she could not shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen to her, all alone out here and all.
Post by
Behelich
((I'm pretty sure you meant Hah'soo there. Also, while I liked the idea and I salute to the creators, don't you think the Animal would be more appropriate?))
Post by
Morec0
(( Well... one troll's as good as the other. As for the vid; yeah it would have been a better choice, but
this
was the only animal vid I could find. It's not nearly as good. ))
Post by
Krutos
Ironfist
Bastion of Twilight
- "Is this proof enough?", yelled Ironfist as he punched one of the guards to the face. "Tell High Priestess Er...", the rest was cut off when three almost simultaneous hits knocked him out.
Sometime later the orc woke up in a dungeon, chained and stripped from arms and armour. His head was aching and he didn't want to try yelling just yet because it might have exploded his brains.
- "
Well, at least I can throw those guys down from the tower tommorrow
", Ironfist thought. "
And now to bigger problems: how on Azeroth I'm going to scratch my nose when tied like this
?"
-------------------------------------------------------------
Name:
Sawael Lightwalker
Race:
Blood Elf
Class:
Priest
Description:
Sawael is slightly shorter than the average and he seems rather thin and not physically strong. He has short, brown hair. His eyes, or rather his empty eye-sockets, are covered by a bandage. Sawael wears a simple gray, now quite tattered hooded robe and leans on a wooden staff. He is quite humble in nature (nowadays).
Backstory:
Sawael took part to the war in the North and there he also lost his eyes, in a duel against one of the necromancers of Kel'Thuzad. Now the Light works as his eyes. It forms an weak aura around him, about two meters to every direction, inside which he "sees" clear shapes and movement. Beyond that there is only different shades of grey, from which only the undead and unholy magic shine out like suns. These days Sawael travels around the blood elven lands as a preacher. But if something interesting that involves the undead is happening, he might be heading that way.
Location:
Eastern Plaguelands
Sawael walked down the road leading from the Ghostlands. The news stated that the Brotherhood of Light had attacked Stratholme, but news of the outcome were still on the way when he had left Silvermoon. But what ever it was, Stratholme and it's lands were the place to be right now.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Kareithel Arroval
Location
: the
Daybreaker
"Captain, I want you to position the vessel in the Vengeance's Landing in my absense. I also expect a report every twenty-four hours, starting from now," the blood lord said, handing the captain a pendant.
"I understand. May the eternal sun shine upon you, blood lord," the elf bowed deeply.
"Thank you. Cyrus?"
"Whenever you are ready, mathter."
Kareth nodded, and the two stepped through the portal, emerging in Deathholme. Immediately, they stormed into the vast dungeons beneath the Slaughterhouse.
"Are you sure the portal will be strong enough?"
"I have a week to eliminate any room for failure, mathter."
"Good. The plans B and C are not as spectacular as this one."
Post by
Krutos
((My apologies for the torture, but Ironfist doesn't feel evil enough. All he has been until now is an uncaring machine, so it's time to vent some steam. And also, to be slightly more specific regarding the gauntlet, that is reaching just below his elbow, think a powerfist from WH40K))
Ironfist
Bastion of Twilight
Ironfist smiled as he listened to the scream of the falling cultist.
- "That felt good", he pointed out to High Priestess Erena when the scream suddenly cut off. The Priestess was standing few steps behind the orc.
Face of the human female was empty and unreadable when she spoke.
- "The amulet you gave us is beeing worked on. Intelligence is creating false feed for the transmissions."
- "Remember to give him also sme true intel so he won't become too suspecting."
- "Don't give advices to your superiors", Erena snapped back.
Ironfist turned around and bowed. "My apologies High Priestess", he muttered and headed inside the tower. After wandering around the large corridors, he finally came to the torture chambers. Eyeing the possibilities, he finally chose a night elven female amongst the captives that were waiting their turn.
When the elf was safely on chains and the table was lifted on a more upward position, Ironfist walked to the female.
- "Do you want to know how I got the name Ironfist?", he asked smiling. The night elf looked at him with the apathy of those who know they are dying soon.
- "It's because of this", the orc continued raising his massive, gauntleted right hand and hitting the elf. "It won't come off you see. Burned to fit, so to say. But do you want to see something really amazing?"
The elf still kept silent just staring at the orc. Ironfist kept his right hand up, palm facing towards himself. For a moment the orc concentrated before his expression became lighter again. He turned his palm towards the woman.
- "Can you feel it? Can you feel the heat?", Ironfist asked. The metal of the gauntlet first slowly turned red and then towards white. Even Ironfist was frowning as his flesh was screaming under the metal.
- "A void crystal surrounded by arcane dust and a elementium gauntlet can do miracles. But don't tell anyone okey?", the orc asked as he grabbed the elf by the throat and strangeling her with the burning gauntlet.
Post by
536837
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Behelich
((In one of his off hands sounds really creepy))
Character
: Ahanu Whitehorn, Lisciel Dawnchaser, Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
Location
: Southern Barrens
'
I don't know who is helping me, but whoever you are, thank you,
' Ahanu thought, trying to use the opportunity and chop Bleekgozin into giblets.
The spell hit Duskhide in the leg, making him let out an anguished cry. He proceeded to heal his wound, but doing so prevented him from summoning more vines, whose number began to decrease rapidly. He scowled when a cry came from above.
"The cavalry has arrived!"
Holding his staff a la assault rifle, Lisciel showered Koren and Dragtai with a barrage of razor-sharp ice slivers.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
,
Curho Demoneye
, Hah'soo,
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
/
Salja
Location: Southern Barrens - The Overgrowth / Stonetalon
Bleekgozin parried the tuaren's weapon with one sword and dropped the other. He balled his now-free and armored hand into a fist and punched and tauren square in his now-like jaw, continuing to ignore the stinging or arrows as they peirced their flesh.
Bloodhowl finally managed to overcome his trollish enemy, knocking Hah'soo unconcious. He would have stopped to eat her throat or tear her to peices or something, but he had better things to do. He turned and sprinted back off through the brush, continuing to search around for where his sister was being held.
Post by
Krutos
Ironfist
Bastion of Twilight
Ironfist was bored. Four days of random wandering around the Bastion. The library was checked. The dungeons, training grounds, sandwich bar - all gone through. There had been no word from the Inner Ring of what they were planning to do about the soon coming meeting with that Blood Lord. Ironfist was really bored.
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Sawael Lightwalker
Stratholme
The rhytmic knocks of Sawaels staff against the paved road leading to the gates of Stratholme were the only things he could hear. He should be by the main gate of the city in few short moments.
When the blood elf finally reached the gates of the once great city, he found the shut. Slowly sliding his hand across it and calling the Light to help him, he soon understood that the attack had not gone to plan. Stratholme was still in the hands of the undead. Sawael sighed and sat down to the stones to think what to do next.
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