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Mysterious Mists of Change {Open RP}
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Brakkis Henson (Incendus, Adamantus), Faust Kaufman, George Wick, Tulatin Grimmgear
Location:
Menethil Harbour
"
Then by all means...Pursue them
," the brown sock inclined. "
But this is our business.
"
A blur of purple and silver shot past Holly and deeper into the Harbour, shortly followed by a skinny black figure shouting "Stop! Give that back!" at the top of some rather exhausted lungs. Both quickly vanished around a corner.
Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
Menethil Harbor
"Well..." Xander commented at the scene, quickly ducking into the ally behind the inn and trying to stay on dry land as much as he could.
He listened to the chaos and the panic outside, considering his options. He had to get out of the Harbor. There were boats everywhere. If he could get even a small canoe out into the water, he certainly had the ability to make it south along the shore, at least.
A small, high pitched scream echoed over the sounds of the raid, reaching the Druid's ears. He winced, knowing full well he was about to do something extremely dumb. Making his way out of the alley, he glanced around. Testing, he poked his toes into the water that now flowed red. Still too damn cold.
"Now or never." He inhaled; leaping to the water and wading his way through as quickly as he could. Which was admittedly fairly fast. Xander's eyes squeezed shut, a look of calm covering his face as his feet touched the bottom. Even in the water up above his waist, the boy seemed to run through as if he wasn't within water at all.
Alana Greyfang
Ventus
Alana flexed one arm, as if that alone should prove her claim. "Seriously. In most other circumstances, I could probably carry
you
easier than you can carry me." She smirked.
Post by
470415
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
Jastiel threw his hands up in the air in another sign of frustration - a gesture all the more mundane considering its jarring contrast with the strident moan of the wind as his weapon flew. The cryomancer turned back to Brakkis Henson.
"For the second and last time, move outta my goddamn way, sparkles," he grunted, shoving Aika aside - and, despite being an artisan on his craft, froze in his tracks upon taking a closer look upon the Twilight Lord.
"...frigging sock puppets. What is this I don't even."
Character
: Isaac Ashwood
Location
: the
Ventus
, Stranglethorn Vale
"Live slow, die whenever!" Isaac fistpumped into the air.
"Someday, when we're able to go a week without getting ourselves in mortal danger, those words will ring true," he added in a much more low key voice, taking the last step onto the deck.
Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
Menethil Harbor
Xander sighed, finally escaping the water and stepping back up onto dry ground. "Wah-" He gasped, nearly losing his footing as a duo of figures rushed by and nearly knocked his over. "He-"
Then he actually was knocked to the ground; a horse running him over. "Ow..."
Alana Greyfang
Ventus
Alana sighed. "This isn't the first time I've been stuck cooped up in here..." She commented, sliding back away from her desk. Pulling a drawer open; she withdrew a rather large headset from it; tossing it towards Valor. "Here, use this... or give it to Zach or Tori... I dunno..." She shrugged, the drawer flipping and raising above the rest of the desk; revealing a screen set into the bottom.
Static crackled along the screen for a moment, before lighting up with a black and white image. A pixelated from of what the headset looked out at.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Aika
Location:
Menethil Harbor
Aika rammed his elbow into Jastiel's side, not hard, but not light either. "Don't touch me again!" the drakonid then turned to the puppet, "I have business with
you
tonight!"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Brakkis Henson (Incendus, Adamantus), Faust Kaufman, George Wick, Tulatin Grimmgear
Location:
Menethil Harbour
The thunder of hooves informed both of their third member of their party. Argument forgotten, the two men pelted down a street and splashed to a halt at the wall which formed the branch of a T crossing. The two men spun about, pressed against the solid barrier behind them and stared in horror at the gelding rushing through the street like a silver tidal wave of pure muscle and hooves.
Willard, in a rare moment of both sanity and insanity which often cohabit some people, shoved the case at George, who reflexively took it. The blacksmith in training looked to the case, then to the retreating figure of Willard running down the right hand street, then to the the horse bearing down on him. At which point, after making another full circuit of these objects, George's brain caught up with him, and he promptly yelped and ran down the road opposite Willard's route.
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470415
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Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
Menethil Harbor
Xander picked himself up slowly; stumbling after the horse. Quickly, he realized the source of the scream. While he had somewhat expected to find an attractive damsel in distress, he instead spotted the young girl from the inn.
"Oh... crap." He blinked in surprise; rushing over.
Alana Greyfang
Ventus
Alana sighed, turning and watching the monitor. To an extent, she was depressed Valor used the headset himself.
It meant she couldn't stare at him in pixelated colorless goodness... Wait.
What?
Post by
Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer
Kun-Lai Summit
"So, rather then get there quickly...you want us to walk?" Kiran grumbled for the fifth time as the pair hiked through the summit.
"Safer, less chance of some uppity mount trying to eat me, and I don't get sick!" Koran snapped back.
The two had been following the trail of the Black Prince for a day, traveling from one settlement to the next. They were currently heading towards the great Gate to see if anyone had seen Him recently or not.
Post by
Monday
Character
: ?
Location
: Menethil Harbor
"You know, even with all the bizarre things we've put up with, that takes the cake," the figure said to Jastiel. He had changed positions somewhat, now floating by the other side, continually flicking away any soldiers that got close to them.
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
:
the Ventus
"If we live long enough to have any," Zach muttered darkly to Tori. "Anyways!" he said, a bit more loudly. "Shall we get started?"
Character
: Ryalith
Location
: Moonglade
Ryalith eyed her coldly. "I'll say nothing."
Post by
470415
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Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
:
the Ventus
"He can probably handle himself," Zach mused, rubbing his chin. "As long as he doesn't drop dead, we should be fine."
Character
: Ryalith
Location
: Moonglade
"I've endured much worse," Ryalith spat, literally.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
"Oh thank you, thank you so much, brother," Jastiel said heartily. "You've just confirmed I'm not insane. Well, at least that I'm not madder than is acceptable. You see it too, pigtails, yes?" he turned to the gnome, pointing with his sword at the Twilight lord.
"He's got actual sock puppets on his hands. Bloody sock goddamned puppets. I mean, what in the actual hell is wrong with people? And they have googly eyes, too! Tell me you see it."
Character
: Isaac Ashwood
Location
: the
Ventus
, Stranglethorn Vale
Isaac waved at the headset and made a face.
"Hullo, ladies and gentlemen, good evening, boys and girls. Here we are, live from Zul'Gurub, about to observe vile cannibalistic barbarous savages in their natural habitat. Fascinating specimen, all of them. Stay tuned!" he grinned cheesily into the camera.
Post by
Atik
Alana Greyfang
Ventus
Alana sighed. What an idiot...
"Testing vision modes..." She commented, the screen shifting to less humanoid shapes and more akin to large blobs; mostly pure white surrounded by darkness. "Heat sensors are good." The screen shifted again, going almost pure black. "Intelligence sensors seem.. wait, that's Isaac. And that's the
movement
sensors. Nevermind, we're good there..."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Brakkis Henson (Incendus, Adamantus), Faust Kaufman, George Wick, Tulatin Grimmgear
Location:
Menethil Harbour
"Yeah." Tula giggled a little. "I mean...what even the heck?"
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Aika
Location:
Menethil Harbor
Aika snarled at the hovering figure.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
"This is what the Twilight Hammer has been reduced to? To become a leader you have to show some skill in ventro... ventri... gah, see, see what you have done?" Jastiel whirled onto Brakkis Henson, pointing an accusing finger at the cultist. "Your stupidity bleeds into the space-time around you and makes me forget long words. I'll have to look it up after I'm done beating you senseless."
Post by
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
:
the Ventus
Zach covered a chuckle. "Alright then, let's get moving!" he said, and entered the jungle.
Character
: ?
Location
: Menethil Harbor
"Oh, where are my manners?" the boy said, shaking his head ruefully at the drakonid. He straightened and gave a low bow. "My name is Vanitas Caligula. Pleasure to meet you."
Post by
Snake387
Character: Hexic Lawdon
Location: Menethil Harbor
Hexic nodded his head in gratitude at the Dranei before swiping a cultists head clean off. "Erm... I don't actually kn-" Hexic was stopped short by a cannon hitting the island and rocking it. After picking himself up off the ground, Hexic corrected himself, "They're working with the cultists, before rushing into the Blacksmith's, but not before having a quick look at the 7 ships that bore down upon the harbour, the first three armed with cannons and the others chock-full of troops.
Dwarve's natural affinity with making bombs and the like as well as the teachings given to the Dark Irons by Ragnaros made Hexic apt at using explosives and he was using that to his advantage now to make an explosive that if hitting the ship in the middle of the fleet would cause all the ships to explode. After a minute or two of cannonballs hitting the port town the grenade was prepared.
Rushing to the harbour, with his ghoul and insects protecting him, Hexic threw the grenade and missed. Kind off. The grenade fell short of it's target but managed to land on the formost ship, the one that had managed to get the first shot in before cannons started raining down upon the port, which led to that and it's flanking ships aswell as the one behind to be incinerated. No more sustained fire. Just then a dozen Dark Irons burt forth from the ships and took Hexic by surprise. Hastily defending himself, Hexic realised that his insects had withdrawn to his undead body and would stay there for some time. He only had his rune blade and his ghoul. Hexic started doing his job, the occasainal sword striking the gaps of is Saronite armour, the occasional spell from the two spellcasting Dark Irons penetrating it.
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