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ReGen 3, Wrath of the Lich King (Open RP)
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Post by
Persen
Evlyn Linder
Dragonblight
Again, eyes turned to Evlyn as she was expected to hand out the tasks. This time, though, she simply nodded in reply to the general inquiry. Everyone already knew what to do, apparently, because nothing more was needed to get the work started. Linder hid a faint smile as she watched the men and women leave the cave.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Miter slowly sat down at the foot of the twice shattered prison of ice. His dark mace across his lap, he stared at the black ice beneath him polished to a mirror sheen, and stared at the yellow eyed reflection looking back as if from a black abyss.
Post by
Persen
Evlyn Linder
Dragonblight
Evlyn lingered for a moment, until the cave save for herself and Miter only held the four scarlet death knights. She eyed them with curiosity, wondering what was going on in their heads. She had heard that they retained all their memories. That should mean they also remembered the process itself...
She still belonged before the mast, though, and investigating would have to wait. After a few moments of consideration, she asked Miter: "Where do you need me, sir?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Without looking up Miter raised his hand to her. "
Right here, Evlyn
." He curled his fingers inwards. "
I suppose you might be wondering why I did, in truth, ask you to join me.
"
Post by
Persen
Evlyn Linder
Dragonblight
"I haven't given it much thought, sir, but now that you mention it...", Linder replied, stepping a little closer.
Post by
morginar
Character
:
Ithalwen Azureweaver
Location
: Boeran tundra
"I trust my mind and power." Ithalwen replied glancing at the mage.
Character
: Wylliem Swordhaart, Zakire Maegicia, Kyr'gaer Bloodraven,Twylith Mallich
Location
: Dragonblight
The four walked and walked and then came to mountains cold in the east. They climbed the frozen steps...
"Crusaders!" Kyr'gaer called out. Pointing to a scarlet clad warrior in full plate.
"Wylliem. Charge them I'll take them from the back. Twylith and Zakire support from the behind." The elf barked out commands.
"What was I supposed to do?" Lord Swordhaart asked, looking at the elven leader.
"Sword, hurt." Zakire placed her hand on her face and glared at the knight with greater fury.
"Righto." And the knightling charged at the crusader. With his two frozen blades he drew all the atention of the crusaders to him. One shouted "SCOURGE!" Before a crimson dagger from behind slit his throat and a elf licked the blood of the blade from behind the fallen crusader.
A paladin of the crimson order blasted the death knight with the light, he made a cry of pain but Zakire cursed the paladin with agony that made him fall to his knees only to die from a shadow bolt.
Twylith healed the death knight with a holy spell. Healing the knight with blessed light that felt like fire in his soul.
"Now we know who we are looking for." Remarked Twylith, poking one of the fallen with his boot.
"Regardless, let's just kill them all." Zakire shrugged as she sucked out the souls of those that died. Smiling under her wraps around her face as the souls cried out in the suffering bestowed upon them.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Miter jerked his head to the side. He seemed to listen a moment, one hand upon the ivory skull of his mace. He stood slowly. "
It will have to wait
," he intoned. "
It would appear we are under attack.
"
Character:
Balrick Brighthammer
Location:
Dragonblight
The frozen fields of the tundra fell aside to make way for the frozen fields of the Dragonblight. There wasn't really much of a difference at first blush, aside from maybe some more rocks and cliffs. The real changes lay further in, past the dragonshires and unto the icy fields where leviathans had come to die and be frozen among the ice, their bones bleached in the unrelenting wind.
There were trees though. Which were nice if you were into that sort of thing. They were a bit sparse and scraggly but it was something. As Balrick crested a small hill they found something else. A side road, and at the end of it, a pavillion of violet tents all gathered around a moonwell. Purple skinned figures moved among the tents, wearing the sparse attire of night elf sentinels, and here and there moonsabers yawned and horses eyed them nervously, very aware of what part they played in the food chain.
Post by
jebby
Character
: Tharvulius Harrison
Location
: Dragonblight
"Well, that's one leg of the journey." Tharvulius remarked, before suddenly getting visibly excited. "Do you think they'd let me pet the kitties?"
Post by
Persen
Evlyn Linder
Dragonblight
"Only one thing to do", Linder said, gripping her staff casually with both hands. Her eyes drifted to Sybil's unnatural gaze, and a slight smile parted her lips.
Outside the cave, the crusaders began to recover from the shock and ferocity of the initial attack. Forming a coherent group, they soon guarded each other back to back like an angry red hedgehog.
Post by
morginar
Character
:
Ithalwen Azureweaver
Location
: Boeran tundra
"The smell of blue dragons is in the air. The have worked the land here, somehow for some unknown gain in the war." Ithalwen commented, looking distraught.
Character
: Wylliem Swordhaart, Zakire Maegicia, Kyr'gaer Bloodraven,Twylith Mallich
Location
: Dragonblight
"How cute." Zakire stated with amusement at the turtle formation the scarlets had formed.
"Perhaps one of my masterpiece plans shall come to the rescue?" Twylith said with a childlike grin.
"The ones that never work?" Zakire replied dryly.
"One of these days they will." Twylith crossed his arms.
"How about. Wylliem, you charge first and we follow up as support." Kyr'gaer suggested with a finger up.
"Right-I-Oh." Lord Swordhaart merrily cheered as he blasted the formation with howling winds of the north before striking with frozen blades, each strike turning the metal it strikes more frozen and brittle.
"Should we help him?" Twylith asked confused.
"Nah, it's his fault if he gets hurt for trusting us." Zakire spoke with a sly sadistic grin as the death knight of frost attacked the scarlets alone.
"You're free to cast those shields or something should he get TOO hurt. Even a butcher cares somewhat for his livestock." Kyr responded with obvious feign interest of the death knights health.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Miter dragged himself to his feet. Holding the skull topped mace loosely with one hand he moved towards the entrance of the cave. His face shimmered, hollows forming in the cheeks like his face were transposed over a skull. Only his eyes in their golden glow remained unchanged.
"
Sybil
."
Sybil started, straightened and saluted a wasted hand. "Inquisitor!"
"
We march once more
."
The newly christened death knight stared, then smiled crookedly. She grabbed her blade and pulled it from its sheathe, its drawing sending down a rain of frost as she flourished it. "Ready my lord!"
"
Then come
."
Sybil looked back to the other death knights and nodded sternly. "Form up, knights of the Crusade! We march!"
With an assent that echoed among the blackened halls of ice the crusaders drew their sword and shields. Eyes aglow like ghostly lanterns they marched behind, their footsteps ringing in step among the frozen passage.
Character:
Balrick Brighthammer
Location:
Dragonblight
"Have to watch out for that," Balrick said indifferently as he directed Moriv down the hill.
Post by
Persen
Evlyn Linder
Dragonblight
Linder fell in behind, walking easily while the knights marched for the daylight.
The defending crusaders suddenly changed tactics, flanks falling out in a pincer move on the three spectating enemies while the center held their ground against the large death knight.
Post by
morginar
Character
:
Ithalwen Azureweaver
Location
: Boeran tundra
Ithalwen odded and followed after Morivs trail downhill.
Character
: Wylliem Swordhaart, Zakire Maegicia, Kyr'gaer Bloodraven,Twylith Mallich
Location
: Dragonblight
"Bad move." Zakire commented with irritation. The lady held out her fist and drew the souls she had gathered form the fallen crusaders. A teal glow growing within her hand. And then she threw it at the crusaders formation. The magic exploded and animated souls emerged, ethereal wraiths of undeath. Screaming in agony and thirsty for the blood of humans.
"Barrier." Twylith called out the holy word and a barrier of light was formed around him to shield his companions. "Wylliem, get inside."
The knight stopped his assault on the now scarlets and retreated to inside the barrier. Though a quick glance could tell that there was only three inside and the elf was nowhere to be seen.
"That backstabbing son of a elf." Zakire cursed when she noticed that Kyr was not amongst them.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Searing Light blazed through the air. It struck the barrier the undead had erected like a battering ram.
"
Though a coward and a fool, the Lich King is punctual,
" Miter said as he walked out of the cave. His mace at ease in one hand, his other raised and rolling with golden light like steam, holy fire gathered in his palm with a humming sound and was sent screaming into the barrier again. In the flash of the golden glow flesh seemed to be stripped from the crusader's head leaving a skull, the shimmer of a face returning as the glare of the Light receded.
Character:
Balrick Brighthammer
Location:
Dragonblight
Balrick tightened his grip on the reins when he saw the reaction his presence prompted. There was a sudden flurry among the tents as merchants and priests rushed inside and sentinels arrayed before it. Many had bows in hand, and as he drew nearer they raised them and nocked an arrow.
Balrick pulled up several yards from the camp. One sentinel, a tall woman with violet skin and lime green hair held behind a circlet of metal, raised her arm. Her silver eyes were sharp, her clothing little more than some fine wrought metal plates placed wherever they would not restrict her movement (which was not much), yet despite her sparse clothing she seemed unfazed by the bitter cold.
"Not a step nearer dead one, unless you want an arrow in your heart, assuming you still have one."
Balrick scowled in the shadow of his cowl. "I have done nothing wrong."
"Your existence belies that," she said scathingly.
Post by
Persen
Evlyn Linder
Dragonblight
Next, a barrage of shadowbolts hit the shield. Evlyn launched them in a volley, each feeling as effortless as drawing breath.
Post by
jebby
Character
: Tharvulius Harrison
Location
: Dragonblight
"Now now. Let's not make any poor decisions." The mage interjected. "Lower the bows before somebody does something we all regret." Tharvulius said casually.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Balrick Brighthammer
Location:
Dragonblight
The sentinel's gaze roamed over the rest and then locked on Eldrina. Her eyes widened and she started back a step with a hiss like a cat, her hand flashing to the warglaive on her back. "Abomination!" In a second the air was as tense the bowstrings in the guard's hands.
Post by
morginar
Character
:
Ithalwen Azureweaver
Location
: Boeran tundra
"The infamous night elven hospitality. I have not come to drain your moonwell of magic, we are just traveling to meet mutual foes." The high elven spellblade spoke with a witty smile and a half hearted attempt at diplomacy.
Character
: Wylliem Swordhaart, Zakire Maegicia, Kyr'gaer Bloodraven,Twylith Mallich
Location
: Dragonblight
The holy barrier gets disrupted by the assaults of shadow and light. "Pain!" Twylith shouts out the shadow word at Miter.
"Who is that, and why do I smell necromancy about him?" Zakire observed, eyeing miter. From the few her wraiths have slain. The lady necromancer made their corpses explode in a disgusting gore filed necrotic spell.
"Should I attack them now?" Wylliem asked pondering.
"It is time for plan B!" Twylith called out. "Run."
The three began to run away from the crusaders. Shortly after they had begun to run their darkfallen companion ran with them.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Miter's hand opened and a barrier of light surrounded him. Bits of corpse splattered against the shield and the spell of agony washed over it like a wave of darkness.
Behind him, Sybil stepped forward and grit her teeth as she saw them flee. Something made her reach out as if to grab them, and to her shock, a hand of jagged black magic reached out and grabbed Zakire. She automatically pulled back her arm, and the death grip snapped back like a whip, dragging Zakire with it.
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