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The Killing Games {Open RP}
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu, Alexander, Alexander
Location
: Moonglade
"Twilight Cultists?" Ahanu growled, standing up. "Let
us
deal with them.
Someone
get Lisciel and we head off."
Alexander glanced up at Ahanu, shaking off the torpor.
"Tell me who's after Nova, so that I tear them limb from limb." he whispered to Kassanzi, then turned to Blaine.
"Jeret, may I ask your guard to inform Remulos while I accompany the rest of us to the flight master?"
Lisciel opened his eyes.
"How are you feeling today?" he asked Ashepta.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Blaine Jeret
/
Timothy Vrote
Location: Nighthaven, Moonglade / Southern Moonglade
Blaine looked at the soldier. "Would that interefere with our mission that much?" he asked.
The soldier's face betrayed a bit of dissapointment and irritation. "No, sir," he said, turning and walking away to inform the Keeper as he had been asked.
Blaine stood. "Lead the way."
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470415
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alexander
Location
: Moonglade
"Exactly what we are doing. To the flight master, after me, now!" Alexander growled, catching up with the two.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Blaine Jeret
/
Timothy Vrote
Location: Nighthaven, Moonglade / Southern Moonglade
Blaine nodded and began heading for the local flight masters, keeping pace with the other three. Wondering what these 'games' Rhey had said were exactly - although, juding by the rest of the sentence, it was clear to him that they were something dark indeed.
The guard approached Remulos and saluted. "Keeper," he said, "I have been sent to inform you about a perdicament here in the Moonglade. The Twilight's Hammer has apparently set up shop in the southern portion of the glade."
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355559
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu, Alexander, Lisciel
Location
: Moonglade
"The druids
will
need our help. I and elf are going for
sure
," Ahanu stated.
Lisciel laughed quietly, but obediently stood up and turned away from the tauren.
Alexander kept on walking swiftly, turning around occasionally.
Remulos glanced up at the gilnean.
"I am aware of the situation, child, but your concern does you credit. Now go, your patron will need you soon. And tell Alexander that he is to leave this place for now, if only to stay away from trouble."
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355559
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel
Location
: Moonglade
"Can I look now?"
((Think we should wait for bubba))
Post by
355559
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Post by
Morec0
Character:
Blaine Jeret
/
Timothy Vrote
Location: Nighthaven, Moonglade / Southern Moonglade
The soldier saluted Remulos and began the walk back to the flight master to catch up with Lord Jeret and the others. Blaine walked with the group, refraining from asking any questions.
Post by
Behelich
((Not really, Ahanu won't leave without the elf's firepower))
Post by
Mojoworkn
((I finally know where we can head with this.))
Character:
Richard Price, Isabel and Gregor Killian
Location:
Darkshore
Richard slept soundly, the sound of crickets ringing in his ear throughout the night.
~
There is a grander scheme of things than you see at first glance child.
Isabel stood on top of a sandstone cliff, looking out over the thousands of miles of burning sand. A wispy figure of a man formed in front of her. The sand seemingly blowed through his dark purple cloak.
The Games reach out to the farthest reaches of Azeroth and the remainders of Draenor.
"Who are you?" Isabel called to the man.
A war brews in the north. Moonglade will be the first to fall. No one can be trusted.
"Why? Why can't I trust anyone? What are these Games about?" A wall of sand towered before here, racing towards the cliff that she stood on.
You know more than you think, Isabel Price. You are after all, my saving grace.
"I don't understand," Isabel said in distress.
The answers you seek are only locked within you. Try a little harder my pupil.
The man exploded in a cloud of pale sand. The sandstorm blew over Isabel, causing her to gasp and wake up from her terrible nightmare.
~
Gregor continued his long walk towards the Barrens.
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355559
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Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Richard Price, Isabel and Gregor Killian
Location:
Darkshore
The full moon bathed the glossy cheeks of one Isabel "Price". She dug inside her own skin for a sign, a memory of something that was in her past. All she could feel was a dark shadow that loomed over her head. It was as if a thundercloud followed her around to rain false pity on her. She never had the memory of feeling so down.
She slowly got up, exited her room, and entered Richard's room quietly. Isabel tiptoed to the edge of his bed, before whispering, "Richard? Richard?"
He turned over to his side, "Just one more minute Isabel," he moaned. Coming to realize what he had just said, Richard apologized and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Isabel sat her shaking body beside him, while Richard put an arm around her. Without needing any explanation, she cried on his shoulder.
"There, there," Richard whispered quietly in her ear, "I'm here for you Isabel, whether you remember me or not."
The sentence sent a deathly shiver down her spine.
~
The sun inched itself over the ocean's horizon, as Gregor crossed the border separating Darkshore and Ashenvale.
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355559
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Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Gregor Killian
Location:
Ashenvale
After several hours of walking, and a few short moments on horseback with a Kaldorei lady, Gregor could see the outline of a small settlement.
"Mor'shan Rampart," Gregor said with semi-awe.
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355559
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Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Gregor Killian
Location:
Outside of Mor'shan Rampart
"Grakasha?" Gregor called to the airborne figure that was ascending in to the sky. He could faintly make out the green tinted skin. He waved his hands wildly in the air.
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