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Mysterious Mists of Change {Open RP}
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vargariel "the Bear" Chandaris
Location
: Ashenvale
"I seek them no harm, master innkeeper," the Bear said patiently, practically smelling the truth behind the awkwardly constructed falsehoods. "If they are here, knowing that they are safe would warm my heart. I would give back what rightfully is theirs and depart."
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470415
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location:
Menethil Harbour
"And that is the exact reason why this can only happen again," George replied animatedly. He gestured beseechingly to the unconscious thief. "We don't try to understand these people. We merely label them as evil and grind them down with accusations, prejudices and the weight of laws. I mean, sure he wants to help destory the world, but he is still an individual. What kind of choices led him to this? Can't we even make the token attempt to understand them? That is the only way to prevent such things from ensuing time and again!"
By this time, the cultist had begun to groggily wake up. Still miffed, Tula took the opportunity to prevent that using the hilt of her sword. She sighed, finding it unsatisfactory.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vargariel "the Bear" Chandaris
Location
: Ashenvale
The warrior suppressed a sigh and bowed his head gratefully instead, "Thank you very much."
It was not long before the Bear was knocking on the door of the priestess's room.
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
"You presume much where you know little and understand less still," Jastiel admonished George haughtily.
"When an individual makes a conscious decision to forfeit his life and those of others near him for the sake of some goal - and it need not even be something as dreadful as bringing about the complete eradication of life as we know it - they also forfeit their right to be called an 'individual'. They are now like rabid dogs that have to be put down for the sake of peace."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location:
Menethil Harbour
"But look at him!" George cried, grabbing the cultist in one arm sympathetically, though what he said next gave some question to that. "What despair forced him to this? Look at him? He clearly is not smart enough or clever enough to think his way out of a problem. Let alone get honest work int these trying times. In these tough economic times, people of such low, low rungs of the social ladder have always fallen through the cracks.
"Sure," George continued, nearly weeping, his excitement lending him articulation, and the cultist once again began to be roused by the sudden noise. "He has tried to destroy the world. But if a man lost his only trade in a fire that destroyed all his possessions, his family turned their back upon him including little Cynthia, who had such lovely golden curls like an angel. Those curls, for the last time seen departing with the wife. For a man whose own intellect is so minute, that he can barely consider the price of ale, let alone think of a better alternative. I ask you! What other choices does such an inept man have?" George grabbed the increasingly offended cultist and suddenly started shaking him, screaming in his face, "What other choice did you have!"
Tula stared with a sort of strange, perverse fascination for what was happening, a large lollipop halfway to her mouth.
Post by
Joemaster240
Pui
Menethil Harbor
"Peace." She said as she stood and got between the two of them to stop them from fighting if it came to that. "To answer your earlier question, no I do not know what the Holy Light is."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
"Becoming an apprentice blacksmith?" Jastiel asked rather snidely.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location:
Menethil Harbour
George sniffed. "Everyone needs an honest trade."
"My...head hurts..." the cultist said in a small bewildered voice.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
: Stranglethorn Vale
"Whoa, Isaac can actually fly my boat. He must have actually been paying attention when he watched," Zach said, impressed. "Let's get going, eh?"
Without a further word, he stepped onto the ladder and began to climb.
Character
: Morgan
Location
: Ashenvale, near Astranaar
The wind blew into town, laden with soot and brimstone. It swirled through the streets and around houses, eventually spinning into an alleyway. The soot intensified for a moment, and when it faded, Morgan stood in the alleyway. The sigils on his robes, which had originally glowed a sullen silver, had darkened to black, making them completely unnoticeable.
He brushed off his robes and stepped into the street, casually walking with a gnarled staff clutched in one hand. Said staff was marked with several symbols of a druidic nature, implying a worgen harvest magus.
He stopped for a moment and sniffed, then took a turn deeper into town.
Post by
Atik
Alana Greyfang
Crashsite Isle
"Yeah..." Alana gulped; grabbing the ladder herself and waiting for Zach to move further upwards.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
: Stranglethorn Vale
He started climbing. "Valor, make sure to catch her if she begins to fall! If needed, we can harness her and winch her up instead, but I'd rather not."
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470415
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Post by
Monday
Character
: Morgan
Location
: Ashenvale
Morgan stepped into the inn, taking a seat in a table set near a wall, but not obviously in a corner. Then he pulled out a roll of paper, marked with the seal of the druids of Moonglade, and took a quick look through.
Ritual set. Teleportation prepared without the use of fell magic, so Willow's aura doesn't suppress it,
he thought. He already knew this, of course, but it never hurt to double check your plans.
Once in Moonglade, use the druid I already have mind controlled to power the circle that will teleport me down to Desolace.
With a nod, he stowed the paper and began observing the inn.
Post by
Atik
Alana Greyfang
Ventus
Alana climbed slowly, mostly dangling by her arms off the ladder as she made her way upwards slowly.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Sagohkrn
Location:
Menthil Harbor
The priest looked surprised, "You mean that no one worships the Light in Pandaria? No matter, the Light is a force that loves and strengthens us all by defeating the darkness and loving all."
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Loki, Calin Greyfang
Location: Menethil Harbor
"No." Calin said shaking her head. "You can either tell me or I'll go ask dad."
"I think's to heavy for me to be much help." He said tapping the crate. "But I know who can." He added then turned and whistled out the window. A few seconds later a metal golem walked into the inn. He stood as tall as Loki's shoulder he had a rounded head and large metal body with a single large blue eye. The machine walked forward and stopped beside Loki. "This is Mr. Wibbles. He can help you carry the crate." Loki said.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
"That was my intention," Jastiel nodded. "Now we'll drag you to the guards, where you'll spend the rest of your miserable existence ratting out whatever information your superiors have deemed insignificant enough to share with you - all in an attempt to escape a fate much, much more gruesome than even a frothing mad cultist can imagine," the cryomancer informed him, with a cheeky grin.
Character
: Vargariel "the Bear" Chandaris
Location
: Ashenvale
"My name is Vargariel Chandaris. People call me simply 'the Bear', as well," Vargariel introduced himself, keeping his voice low; as he struggled to whisper, his hoarseness became even more apparent.
"Are you Maelle Nightsong?"
Character
: Isaac Ashwood
Location
: the
Ventus
, Stranglethorn Vale
Isaac waited patiently, in case Alana needed help. It would be unseemly to rudely insert his help into her affairs before it was made clear assistance was actually required.
Post by
Snake387
Character: Hexic Lawdon
Location: Menethil Harbor
Hexic scowled at the Dranei's words before interjecting, "If the light loves everyone then how comes it dosen't love people consumed by darkness? And how come some of your priest use 'darkness magic' a.k.a shadow magic to people trained in the arts of it?" Finally, some light-lover who he can use as practice to always be able to shun the stupid light.
Post by
Joemaster240
Pui
Menethil Harbor
She frowned as she heard Hexic try and start an argument. "What you say sounds good. But I am inclined to disbelieve it. For it is neither something I have seen nor something I have experienced, nor have any others that I would trust without a doubt," she said pausing for a moment. "Not that I don't trust you it is simply you sound too much like a salesman for faulty goods. Also I am not from Pandaria."
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