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Mysterious Mists of Change {Open RP}
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Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Drandormu
Location:
?
The gaping hole behind sucked and pulled at reality; shapes and images danced about before the bronze dragon... “We'll have to move on, again," Maelle murmured to herself… The demon didn't waste any time on words, instead charging at the night elf deceptively quickly, raising an axe to strike… The cryomancer walked into the inn - and right into Xander;… She laughed at the question. "I am a pandaren."…
Lyshalis only glanced back to the priestess while moving up the stairs… Staring...staring...staring... "Who are you?"…” Oh no, oh no, oh no.”… "Becoming an apprentice blacksmith?" Jastiel asked rather snidely… “the Light is a force that loves and strengthens us all by defeating the darkness and loving all."… Vargariel went down the stairs, hoping that when it came to him paying money, the innkeeper would be more cooperative…
"A druid would ally themselves with a warlock?"… Something glinted in Sagohkrn's eyes, a flash of...something,… "I do not look ridiculous. I have you know my hat," he tapped the metal fixture, "looks very 'cool'.”… Ohrmuzd growled wordlessly, and even through the collar his deep voice sent noticeable vibrations in the air around the giant…
Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time. Time…was out of balance…
Drandormu beat against the primal force…he… There was a scream of pain from the cultist. "Aughhhh!"…must… “Peace through superior firepower, right?"…seal… 'He who brings doom to mortal men.'…the… The most insincere
"Oops"
ever uttered by footwear was the reply…portal!
The Old Gods wait…
Power radiated throughout the dragon and the gap in time created by Aika began to close… Not one to be dissuaded once he had a task, Aika stubbornly followed… The Priest smoothly stepped out into the Chaos,… "Of course you are, pigtails,"…
"Too late! We're on the move. Gravy train has left the station! Woowoo!"
… "
An Infinite?"
The brown sock wondered aloud.
"How very odd. Tell me, why are you assisting these?"…
…When the Twilight's Hammer launched their assault upon the town, it left a poor little neophyte priest clinging to the neck of her white gelding, who was trampling over bleeding corpses…. The red sock thrust itself out.
"Talk to the hand!"
the hand said fireball… "If we had seen Him, we wouldn't be searching for Him now would we?"…
"Quiet Incendus. Lend some aid, if you would."
… "I'm dead, but George is looking pretty green."…
Drandormu was… "Here's to good. Here's to evil. And here's to the power to choose neither."…almost… "Looks like we're in for a bumpy ride..."
THERE!
With a frightening bang, the gap in reality was closed and the timeline was spared. Unfortunately there was no reversing all of the damage that Aika had done. But the drakonid must be removed from the timeline…
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vargariel "the Bear" Chandaris
Location
: Desolace
Vargariel lowered his voice, unwilling to compromise their mission. Saelyn had excellent hearing anyway, and would be able to hear him with no trouble - unlike, hopefully, those willing to eavesdrop.
"This is Lyshalis. We are assisting a revered priestess of the moon on her quest. A band of warlocks has... taken something."
Post by
morginar
Character
: Lyshalis Mirkdancer
Location
: Desolace
"Elune be with you." She greated the druid in a hushed tone and took a seat at her table. "I'm Lyshalis Mirkdancer."
Character
: Elthalis Azureweaver
Location
: Dalaran
The high elven battle mage walked the streets of dalaran wearing the blue and silver robe of the kirin tor, the the robe was split in the middle at the waist to grant mobility with the feet. The eye of dalaran shined on the chest piece and on her waist. On her hip rests a arcane forged scimitar bearing the mark of the eye. A silver circlet rested on her forehead and vanished into the obsidian black hair that grew down her shoulders. Her skin is a fair pale and the eyes blue as the sky on a clear summers eve.
The Quel'Dorei wandered towards the tavern in the center of the city, her hands down the pockets.
Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
On a boat
Xander gripped the side of the boat, focusing on trying to keep them upright in the hectic waters. Grunting, he pulled; the group flowing to the side through the darkness.
In his focus, Xander listened. He listened to the booming thunder, striking in predictable intervals. And someone, growing louder, were drumbeats that echoed them. Chanting, screaming. This wasn't just a fake storm.
It was a war fleet in disguise.
Turning his head, the boy watched one of the dark masses approach them, the side of the ship becoming visible with a flash of lightning. Massive, raw trees were stretched along the length of the boat, tied on each end to form the hull. Occasionally, two shorter trees would take the place of one. Paint decorated them, depicting vicious, animalistic creatures. From between logs, massive oars stretched out and into the ocean beyond; moving in semi-circles and kicking up waves around them as they propelled the vessel forward.
"Damn Trolls..." Xander muttered, pulling on the ship again and trying to move it away.
Locronos
Icecrown
Locronos followed out of the machine, admittedly thrown off somewhat by the sensation of flying by way of technology.
Post by
Morec0
Character: Strange Caravan (Unknown, Unknown, Unknown)
Location: Desolace
Hooded figures driving living horses and a single enclosed wagon moved down the road. Each of the three was distinctly different, despite the fact they kept their features mostly hidden. The first, and one driving the caravan, was a petite thing, the second larger, more well built, and the third larger still with broad shoulders. They spoke no words, but kept their eyes on the road. Until they began to pass by Thunderaxe Fortress.
It was at this point that the petite figure turned her head, looking over at the demonic stronghold. Her eyes lingered there for many minutes before turning back to the road. Despite her apparent interest, they avoided the place, instead heading southeastward. A look in the woman's eyes, though, betrayed that they would be coming back very, very soon.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Faust Kaufman, Captain Sterling
Location:
Stranglethorn
Sterling was everywhere. Throwing his weight about, his orders bellowed like a foghorn with warning, and the flat of his blade for those who failed to heed it. With a sharp breeze the ship began to move forward, but the wind was against their ship, and their progress a crawl.
"Balls!" Sterling swore at their glacial progress. A shadow fell across the deck. Sterling whirled about, and beheld their sister ship curling towards them like a dead man falling.
Post by
470415
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Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Roltusk the Twilight Sword
Location:
Menethil Harbor
The faceless one fell backwards; breathing its last and expiring in the bloody waters. Roltusk's twenty cultists were now all that remained of the Twilight's Hammer in Menethil Harbor. Bedraggled and tired, the militia men rose a ragged cheer as three score of them barreled down on the troll cultists. Roltusk did not defend his trolls. He watched calmly as they were slaughtered around him.
But then the men tried to attack him. The troll cultist casually raised the Twilight Sword and watched smugly as his attackers fell into the waters, trying to quench the purple flames that consumed him.
Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
On a boat
Xander drove the boat through the storm, following the path of the ships in hopes of reaching the mainland. Shadows came and went, the war tune growing louder and faster with each second.
Land had to be close.
"Gealach treoir dom..." The druid muttered in prayer, twisting and turning with the waters as he attempted to keep the ship, and more importantly Holly, safe from harm. The fog began to let up, and offered him the first glimpse of escape,
Noises died down as the waters calmed, the storm passing by. Xander blinked, unable to believe his luck as he looked back to the dark chaos. "Ha!" He shouted, standing up. "Suck it Trolls!" The boy grinned.
Turning, he eyed their destination.
And saw massive rocks surrounding the sheer cliffs of Pandaria; jagged obstacles less then a few yards away. "Oh crap."
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Abibum
Location: Townlong Steppes
Abibum is a pandaren monk 23 years old. He wears linen clothes dyed black and carries a bamboo staff and wears a wide straw hat. He is often seen with his travelling companion a grey yak that he calls tano.
"I don't like this sight of that." Abibum remarked as he watched a thunder storm in the distance from where he sat in the shado pan garrison. Tano snorted and nudged the monk. "Don't worry. It looks like it will stay north." The monk said as he patted the yaks head.
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470415
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Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
On a boat
Xander dropped down, pulling on the boat. "Holly..." He said; looking back at the girl. "Close your eyes and take a real deep breath!"
With a horrifying crack, the ship crammed into one of the rocks; splinters of wood shooting inwards at the passengers. Water began to quickly fill the bottom, the other side suddenly tearing away off a rock.
Quite suddenly, the one thing separating them from the ocean was gone; wood sinking below the waves. Xander looked up the steep cliffs before them, only tiny beaches at their base offering perhaps the single safe haven for the humans.
Gulping in air, the boy dove under the waves; swimming as to not be pulled down with the sinking wreck.
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470415
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Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
No longer on a boat
Xander fell. It felt like an eternity. Inky green water surrounded him, fish and whales and sharks passing him by. And then, finally, one found him.
The mighty sea turtle moved upwards, catching him upon its shell and swimming back up to the surface. Upwards and out of the Dream.
Crash. His eyes opened, scanning around and spotting the sinking boat. And Holly. His shoulders flexed, and his chest filled with air as the druid moved swiftly through the water; launching at the girl. Wrapping his arms around her, Xander held on tight; kicking off the boat and making way for the surface as quickly as he could.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Lyshalis Mirkdancer
Location
: Desolace
"Indeed it is." Lyshalis replied in a hushed tone.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ohrmuzd
Location
: Wild Shore
The berserker stood tall atop the mainmast, maintaining his balance with little to no effort. Wind threw itself against him, ruffling his unkempt white hair and toying with his split kilt, but it failed to disturb him. Ohrmuzd locked his eyes on the fleeing vessel and began to swing the anchor as if it were a giant flail. The mass of metal clove the air as he spun it above himself, laughing with great abandon.
The frigate under the command of captain Sterling would have surely fled were the pursuit a conventional race between two ships. Indeed, the distance between the pair seemed to be growing despite the wind not being in the buccaneers' favor.
It mattered not. Still cackling, Ohrmuzd sent the anchor flying. It whooshed through the air, and with virtually no resistance it crashed through the wood of the spar and the ropes of the rigging before hooking firmly around the mizzenmast.
"Cometh the hour!" Ohrmuzd roared triumphantly. "Tolleth the bell!"
The giant slid down the mast, rushing to the capstan mechanism.
Character
: Vargariel "the Bear" Chandaris
Location
: Desolace
"I should probably start at the beginning," Vargariel sighed, pulling out chairs for himself and Lyshalis. He sat down and rested his elbows on the table.
"I was walking down the road to Astranaar when I saw smoke billowing above the forest..."
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470415
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Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
Pandaria
"Hang on." Xander yelled, pushing through the water and pulling the girl towards the shore.
The distance had looked gigantic, but the swim didn't take incredibly long. Sinking his hands into wet sand, the druid shoved himself up onto what little beach existed below the massive cliffs.
Coughing, he loosed his grip on Holly finally. "You... okay kid?"
Post by
Monday
Character
: Vanitas Caligula, Matthew Palesen
Location
: Ironforge
Matthew approached and sent a wash of golden light over the sickly young man. "Fortitude," he whispered as he did so.
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
: Zul'Gurub
"That's what you get for summoning a blood god and trying to destroy the continent," Zach said, though he too looked disheartened by the city's state.
Character
: ?
Location
: Dalaran
A man, clad in a long leather coat and wide brimmed hat and unnoticeable through the press of the crowd, watched the two exit the gyrocopter. He listened intently, gathering all the details from their story that he could. Unfortunately for them, he listened with more than his ears...
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