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Mysterious Mists of Change {Open RP}
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Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Sagohkrn
Location:
Twisting Nether
"Not quite, I have no intention on killing you; as I said, I have an offer." Sagohkrn carefully set the orb down on the ground. A short wall of bricks rose from the floor, surrounding the orb. Water appeared in this newly formed well, causing the artifact to float.
"As you have correctly guessed Hexic," said Sagohkrn, tipping all of the reagents he had bought into the water, "Sagohkrn is not my name, but a cleaver anagram. My name is Gorshank...Gorshank the Ruiner." And Sagohkrn transformed, morphing from draenei to Nathrezim Dreadlord. His simple priestly garb incinerated, suddenly replaced by smooth armor adorning the demon from head to hoof.
"I had intended to do this with Pui, but the little pandaren got herself killed by the foolish cult. But I never abandon a plan, just change it slightly." Gorshank grinned, highlighting his fangs, "What do you say Death Knight?"
Post by
Snake387
Character
: Hexic Lawdon
Location
: Twisting Nether
"Oh, wow, you look scary in that form. Impressive. And, I , personally hate anagrams or any fancy-schmacy things as a rule. Generally speaking. Now what's the deal?" Hexic remarked, with a little bit of enthusiasm for once.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gorshank the Ruiner
Location:
Twisting Nether
Gorshank held up a forestalling finger, "First I must introduce you to my companion who shall make this happy ritual possible! Ah," a huge portal was opening and Gorshank turned towards it, "Here he comes now; as annoyingly punctual as usual."
Rumbling out of the portal came a huge Pit Commander. The monstrous demon thudded into the room, gazing first at the well and then at Hexic, before finally turning to Gorshank, "Are we ready now, Dreadlord? My master is displeased at how long this is taking!"
"Yes, Anhi," said the Nathrezim, "We are now ready. If you would," he pointed coaxingly to Anhi's arm.
Grumbling slightly, Anhi pulled out a knife, though it would have served as a broadsword in a human's hand. Viscously, Anhi raked the knife across his beefy forearm and snarled as green blood started falling into the well, turning it to a sickly green color.
Smiling again, Gorshank turned to the Death Knight, "Can you guess now?"
Post by
Snake387
Character
: Hexic Lawdon
Location
: Twisting Nether
"You're trying to annoy the Night Elves again?" Hexic guessed, his interest at the proceedings piqued. "Or you're going to sacrifice me."
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gorshank the Ruiner, Anhi
Location:
Twisting Nether
"Sacrifice?" mused Gorshank, "That will not be necessary. You see, I came to Menethil with the intention of enslaving the pandaren race, using Pui. But I can use you; as to weather this will enslave all of the undead or just the Death Knights is uncertain, but it will do one of the two."
As Anhi backed way from the well, he noticed Abigail and a greedy look came over his tusked face, evidently want to kill her. Gorshank, not noticing the annihilan, pointed to the fizzing well, "All you have to do is drink."
Post by
Snake387
Character
: Hexic Lawdon
Location
: Twisting Nether
"You had your chance to enslave the dead with Ner'zhul, and you failed miserably. It's not happening again." Hexic answered before stepping through a death gate that he had been saving for when he decided to leave. As sson as he was in Acherus, Hexic closed the portal.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gorshank the Ruiner, Anhi
Location:
Twisting Nether
As the Death Knight departed, Anhi turned on Gorshank in a rage, "HOW COULD YOU LET HIM GO?"
The Dreadlord stood calmly, watching the raging Pit Commander, "Patience, my friend. He will come back when he realizes he truly wants this power. I shall soon let him know...that it can undo undeath."
Anhi stopped, "It can?"
"Oh yes," said the Ruiner, "though it is quite painful."
"How will you let Hexic know?"
Gorshank turned his fiery gaze upon Abigail, and his ghastly grin returned.
Post by
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Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Abigail Brightwings
Location:
?
Moaning softly, Abigail awoke. She then suddenly realized that she had no body. She tried to scream, but had no mouth to do so. She then discovered that she could hurl her thoughts from her telepathically, touching all minds within range.
So you've fallen into your own trap, Abigail?
said the voice of the orb's only other occupant.
Abigail twisted her essence and saw the other glowing mass that was A'ruu,
Where am I?
she asked, though it was plainly obvious.
We are inside your Orb Prison, floating in a well of fel energies in a small pocket of the Twisting Nether; guarded by a Pit Commander named Anhi and the mastermind behind all of this, Gorshank the Dreadlord.
replied the naaru.
Shock flooded Abigail's mind,
How do we get out of here?
You cannot,
said A'ruu.
What?
Your body is dead and shall soon start to rot. You are trapped in here for eternity.
Abigail would have fainted, but it was impossible too here,
W-why?
Gorshank is currently using your body as a puppet, I believe he intends to bring Hexic back here,
said A'ruu,
He shall have Hexic drink the blood of Anhi, thus giving him control of all Death Knights except Hexic, for the spell can undue the Curse of Undeath, reverting Hexic back into his original form.
Abigail was speechless, or thoughtless. A'ruu continued,
Unfortunatly for the Nathrezim, ANhi has betrayed him and altered the well. Though the foolish Pit Lord doesn't know this, if Hexic drinks the well will explode, most likely killing all nearby. Though if Gorshank survives it, all dwarves will be able to tell exactly where he is and if he's alive at all times, unless he leaves Azeroth,
the naaru paused,
It will no longer undo the Undeath.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Jared O'Reilly
Location
: Dalaran
"That's ominous," Jared remarked.
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
: Zul'Gurub
"Well, I'm up for going to get this. SLAUGHTER, AWAY!" Zach yelled, running from the temple.
Character
: Vanitas Caligula
Location
: Ironforge
"Not my cellar," Vanitas said with a shrug. "Matt will assume I did it anyways, so it doesn't matter. Shall we go?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location:
Ironforge
"I'd say so," George replied, stepping forward. "Are we using a portal or somesuch?"
Post by
Adamsm
The Three Sworn, Passaddhi, the 6 Dragons
Kun-Lai Summit
The Pandaren moved through the village, talking quietly to the villagers about the recent assault. They questioned them about the Mogu who had been with the Zandalari, and about the Shadow Hunter and his allies who had helped to protect them.
The Sworn had walked towards the beach and Kiran looked over at Koran. "Sense anything?" He asked, folding his arms over his chest. The half-dwarf grunted and started moving around, looking at the ground then the sky, then out at the sea. He finally shrugged and waved in the direction of an island.
"From out that way." He replied.
"That's where the Zandalari took the Thunder King." Midnight said with a grin.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Thelradas Whipperwind
Location:
Kun-Lai Summit
Thelradas stood alone. She had drifted apart from the others on arriving in town, and now stood before the inn. The landscape still showed the signs of battle, scorched earth, bits of steel or weapons marking where a warrior fell. Many buildings remained damaged, with fallen in roofs, scorched walls, and even one or two fully destroyed. As well, the defenses remained erected, visible signs that though the battle may be over, the peaceful village would never forget what had been done.
And Thelradas stood before the inn, where the sick were nursed, plans were laid, and torture done. A tear rolled down her eye. Anger, sadness and horror warred within her at equal strength. Her fists slowly clenched as she forced her emotions down lest their dark waters pull her under.
Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
Townlong Stepps
Xander sighed worriedly, realizing that Holly was still soaked. He couldn't exactly have her dry her clothes, and he didn't have any replacements for her.
Locronos
Air
Locronos grunted in agreement, averting his gaze from the undead below.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ohrmuzd
Location
: Skull Island
The albino berserker did not respond. He stepped behind his boat and, not without some effort, pushed it ashore.
"Headgear, do you happen to know of ebb and flow in these parts? How further till this vessel is out of waves' reach?"
Character
: Jastiel Vorei
Location
: Ironforge
"If Van Calen here isn't up for it, there's always the Cavern. Nicest place in this city, too," Jastiel remarked. "Have you seen that lake and how it glimmers?"
Character
: Isaac Ashwood
Location
: Zul'Gurub
"That mindset I can get behind," Isaac grinned. "Isn't this a temple to their barbarian god of blood or something like that? Might as well offer some..." he muttered, starting after Zach.
Character
: Vargariel "the Bear" Chandaris
Location
: Desolace
Vargariel's thoughts returned to his fateful encounter with a daemon in Ashenvale. He had overcome the felguard back then, and did not exactly overexert himself. Still, it required some skill and effort against a single soldier of the maleficarum's forces. The Bear scowled; he would have to figure out a way to take out as many daemons as possible so as to give Maelle a chance.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Hatty Hattington
Location:
Stranglethorn
The hat hummed. "Hmm...tide's in, so a bit farther should bee good."
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Vrak
Location:
Booty Bay
Sighing, the orc rogue finished his wine and set the plain metal cup upon the wooden table. His brown eyes, a stark contrast to his olive green skin, swept stoically along the small inn of the harbor. His large hand went to his stomach, where a large swath of bandages encircled his torso. The knife from the Twilight's Hammer agent in Menethil had nearly been life threatening, so it wasn't really something for Vrak to panic about.
After seeing the supposed Twilight Lord fall to the infinite drakonid, Vrak had left the Harbor, knowing that the Twilight's Hammer would soon disintegrate without a proper leader. So he had come to Booty Bay to recuperate.
What he was to do now however, he was not sure of. The drakonid had escaped, but Vrak had no way of tracking him. Let the Bronze Dragonflight deal with him for now.
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Character:
General Fzz'axx
Location:
Ocean, five miles off the coast of Tol Barad
Hacking and coughing, as much as a faceless one could, General Fzz'axx finally surfaced after ridding himself of the mast of the
Daunting,
which the draenei Sagohkrn had broken. The mast had pinned him under the waters and had become lodged between coral rocks, which Fzz'axx had a hard time removing.
The supposed Priest had been responsible for the freak storm that had taken the sea; resulting in the destruction of the
Daunting
and its crew. The faceless under his command dead, the faceless general doubted that he could find the demon and his victims now.
It was best to retreat, perhaps to Ny'alotha. The faceless one struck out and swam as fast as he could away from the lonely islands of Tol Barad. General Fzz'axx was never seen there again.
Post by
Snake387
Character
: Hexic Lawdon
Location
: Acherus: The Ebon Hold
Looking around at the fires burning, Hexic realized that he was at the forges of Acherus. There were an array of gnomes and dwarves, dead of course, working with hammers and he like to create various things. Striding towards he desk that oversaw all work that was done in the forge.
When Hexic reached the desk he asked, as politely as he could, asked for a piece of saronite armor. The response made him completely livid however, "What do you mean you can do it in a month? I don't care about all those lazy death knights or how understaffed you are or how there's been a disturbance in Northrend. I wan my armor NOW! What, you don't care and can't help me? You gnomes are so lazy, I just, just, I'm speechless." Hexic flamed outraged. He furiously strode up to the Gryphon roosts to get a gryphon to Ironforge, a livid expression on his face.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Gorshank the Ruiner
Location:
Twisting Nether
"Perfect," hissed Gorshank, opening his eyes and looking down at the well, "He's on his way from Acherus to Ironforge."
"How do you know that?" rumbled the irritable Anhi.
"Please, Pit Lord. I'm a professional. I can track him for at least another two hours." said Gorshank to the annihilan.
"Bah!" snarled Anhi, "You are probably the most useless nathrezim I've had the displeasure of working with! You are weak, incompetent and a fool!"
"And you're better?" asked the Dreadlord, a wicked smile on his face, "Or did you volunteer to aid me here?"
The larger demon ignored his temporary partner. Very temporary if his plan worked, "Just get on with it!"
Gorshank strode away from the well and to where the body of Abigail Brightwings lay crumbled in a heap, "Time to dance my dear! Go and tell the good Death Knight of how you need aid!"
Post by
Monday
Character
: Vanitas Caligula
Location
: Ironforge
"It's not a problem," Vanitas said. "In fact, I've prepared one in the study. Being able to set them up beforehand really helps keep the energy requirements down."
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