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Post by
oneforthemoney
Characters:
Firn Winterscorn
Location:
Frostwolf Camp
The orc took the snowball full in the face, but didn't mind it in the least.
Post by
Nythias
Character: Nythias
Location: Frostwolf Village
The Worgen ignored the troll and picked the lock open but pretended to only succeed in failure sighing only to have the door kicked locked again causing her to swear at the horde surrounding her
Post by
morginar
Character
: Falionna Shaderunner
Location
: Frostwolf Village
"Hm?" Falionna muttered and turned her head ti the worgen. "Atleast try to be bloody smart you wanker and don't do anything bollocks." She said with a disapointed tone.
Post by
Nythias
Character: Nythias
Location: Frostwolf Village
"&*!@ you you undead freak" the Worgen snapped as she turned her vision to the mountains her vision followed something moving closer, and fast
"You will all die soon enough" she sighed and turned to an imp who had appeared "Dusk? what are you doing here?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Characters:
Firn Winterscorn
Location:
Frostwolf Camp
"Demon!" the orc roared in sudden fury. All joviality gone, he grabbed his harpoon and advanced towards the cage. "Foul monster!"
Post by
355559
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Falionna Shaderunner
Location
: Frostwolf Village
Falionna took out her bow and a arrow from her quiver and shot it at the imp.
Post by
Nythias
Character: Nythias
Location: Frostwolf Village
"Dusk get out of here" The Worgen yelled protecting the Imp with her own body.
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Character: Dusk
Location: Frostwolf Village
As soon as he heard a command the Imp squeezed out the cage and started running to the village gates dodging every attack as he escaped.
Post by
Persen
Silas McNamara
Icewing Pass
The door to the bunker flew up violently, and despite being the inner of a pair its open state allowed a howling wind to penetrate the sealed environment that the reinforced walls provided.
Silas smiled apologetically to the room in general as he forced the heavy door shut behind him with the help of a knee. He removed one padded glove using his teeth and the other using the now bare left hand and clipped them both to a carabiner behind his hip.
Like many coming in from the biting cold he immediately steered his steps towards the fire pit, throwing the enormously heavy but still inadequately warming fur cloak over a bench on his way there. Unbuttoning the jacket allowed the radiative heat from the crackling fire to reach the boilersuit he wore beneath, causing wisps of water vapour to start forming when the sweat begun to dry out.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Characters:
Firn Winterscorn
Location:
Frostwolf Camp
Hefting his harpoon Firn hurled it at the imp. Like the tail of a comet a rope shining with oil to combat frost seared through the air, falling limp when the spear missed the agile fel born creature.
Characters:
Hallus Snowdrift, Dirk Fallden
Location:
Icewing Pass
Turning to the newcomer Dirk nodded in greeting. "Cold," he hazarded.
Post by
Persen
Silas McNamara
Icewing Pass
Silas grunted in agreement and rubbed his hands together for a second before continuing to roast them by the fire.
"You think that's done soon?" he nodded to the meat on the oversized skewer.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Characters:
Hallus Snowdrift, Dirk Fallden
Location:
Icewing Pass
"Mmm." Picking up a knife and plate, Dirk carved off a piece of the meat. Heat sizzled from the flesh as it piled on the plate. "Looks good to me!"
Post by
Persen
Silas McNamara
Icewing Pass
Silas drew forth a dagger bordering on oversized, with one edge jagged and mutilated by abusive overutilization and the other sharp and shiny and used the finer half of the blade to cut himself a good piece.
He wolfed half of it down brutishly, grinning widely with juices dripping in the week-old black beard starting to cover his face. "It
is
good," he confessed before even having swallowed completely and shoved the other half of his share into his mouth.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Characters:
Hallus Snowdrift, Dirk Fallden
Location:
Dun Baldar
Dirk grinned warmly at his new companion. However it was fleeting as he was, as ever, aware of the pair of red eyes upon him, lurking deep beneath the shadow of the stairs. Feeling distressingly like a child, Dirk forced a grin and carved off another chunk of meat. "Do you ah...wanna come sit with us?" he asked almost pleadingly with a gesture towards the red eyed kaldorei, dreading to be left alone in the darkness with the white witch of Alterac.
Post by
Persen
Silas McNamara
Icewing Pass
"Sure thing,
kamerad
," Silas said agreeably and tore off another piece of meat for the journey over to the corner. The undertones of Dirk's voice passed him by, so he rose quickly and offered the other soldier an oily hand to help stand up.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Characters:
Hallus Snowdrift, Dirk Fallden
Location:
Dun Baldar
Smiling gratefully Dirk took the offered hand and led the way to the table.
Post by
Nythias
Character: Dusk
Location: Dun Baldar
The Imp had arrived at Dun Baldar as the sun set.
He ran towards a soldier he recognised as Dirk Fallden and jumped on him in panicked frenzy trying to get his message across.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Characters:
Hallus Snowdrift, Dirk Fallden
Location:
Dun Baldar
"Gah!" Dirk stumbled at the unexpected assault of the imp upon him, stumbling back and into the table. The plate he had been holding shattered against the stone floor and at once he was the focus of every eye in the room.
He had a look of stricken horror at the sight of the imp, some vague idea of recognition that was noted the instant it existed by a pair of scrutinizing red eyes. But the moment passed as a lack of recognition then dawned. "What the fel!" Dirk barked when he recovered himself. Still leaning against the table, he grabbed the demon by the scruff of the neck and tore the creature from his shirt. "What the fel!" he thundered again into the creature's pointed face.
Post by
Nythias
Character: Dusk
Location: Dun Baldar
The Imp submitted quickly as he attempted to explain what the horde were doing in their village to Nythias and only managed to say "Nythias Horde capture question attack!"
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