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Travels of Northrend (Concluded)
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Dralas
(( OOC - I think patty is just stuck in the randomness forum ))
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Biggrouse
(( OOC: oh noes.. not the randomness forums! she will be engulfed in the world of randomness forevers!11111! ))
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Dralas
(( OOC - Too off topic now, back to the show!))
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Dralas
Character: Dralas
Location: 'The Mists'
- As Dralas walked through the mists, Dralas heard many types of noises surrounding him. Hisses, ice cracking, odd creatures making crys. Dralas now knew why this place had so many rumors lurking around it.
Dralas continued walking with Nathadan at his side, unsure what was going to happen. As they walked further into the mist, he could a campfire ahead. As they approached closer, Dralas quickly realized that the figures surrounding the fire were nagas.
Dralas grabbed Nathadan and threw him to the side behind a nearby boulder.
"Shhh, we don't want to bother with these guys, last thing we need now is a fight in this place." Dralas looked around to see that the paladin and druid that were following them were unaware of the nagas ahead. If Dralas yelled, that would have alarmed the naga.
Stop, stop already!
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Dralas
(( OCC - Good point, neutral factions would be good, opening it up now after this post Edit: On the highlords thing, You are probaly right, but I'll double check to see if we can't make Tirion some sort of higher rank, if not we'll just have to 'demote' or something))
Character: Dralas
Location: The Mists
- "We aren't going to have alot of time, nine naga against two people? There not going to be able to hold that off" Dralas said, Dralas quickly took out a small bomb.
"Get down!" Dralas yelled as he threw the bomb. The bomb had exploded in mid-air and lighting the area well.
"Form ranks quickly!" Dralas yelled as he ran toward the two and had taken out his sword and shield.
"Nathadan, don't let their spell casters cast anything or we'll be in trouble, no magical support isn't going to make this fight any easier."
(( OOC - Going to bed, going to check up on the thread in the morning, have fun!))
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andreasfi
Character: Dancel
Location: Ebon Hold
description: Dancel was one of the Death knigts that had chosen to follow Mograine and break free from the Lich Kings grasp. Formerly a blood elf, Dancel had allied with the Horde. He decided to go to Northrend to fight the armys of the undead Scourge.
''Master Mograine, i have decided to go to Northrend and fight the undead Scourge'' Dancel said to Mograine. ''very well, Death knight. You can go'' Mograine replied. Dancel took the Zepplin from Orgrimmar, and prepared for a long trip.
He soon arrived at Warsong hold. He entered the inn, where he saw a troll, a blood elf and a tauren druid speak. He did not want to interrupt them, so he just sat down in the corner of the inn and listened.
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character: morgarr
Location: Warsong hold
Discription:
A male orc who’s body tells the tail of a fearless warrior, If ask how he got his scar on his chest he will tell you his tale through the ancient ruins of Ahn'qiraj. And if you ask him why he doesn’t have a middle finger, he will tell you his journey through the halls of sunwell plateau.
The ice-cold wind felt like razor sharp knifes on the face of the orc that just arrived at warsong hold. He rushed inside the inn. And quickly ordered some honeymint tea at the undead innkeeper. As the innkeeper walk away to get him his tea, Morgarr let his eyes wonder around the inn. There weren’t many people in the inn, only a couple of guard’s sitting in the corner talking about something he couldn’t hear. Morgarr noticed that there was a strange group in sating in the inn. There was a peaceful looking Tauren judging by the staff he was wearing Morgarr could make out it was a druid. There also was a troll and by the sight of the bow strapped on his back and his wild look it wasn’t hard to notice he was a hunter. And there was also a beautiful blood elf stand with them. “She had to be a priest because she looks like an angel” was the first thought that crossed through Morgarr’s mind. Morgarr turn around and gave the innkeeper 22 Copper for the honeymint tea. As he walks over to the closest chair near the fireplace he couldn’t stop looking at the group. Wondering what they were here for. He silently drank his tea while thinking about his mission gave to him by thrall himself.
((OOC: i hope you guys l like my entrance:P this is my first RP story))
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Dralas
Character: Dralas
Location: 'The Mists'
- Dralas had been angred enough by the paladin and druid who didnt' fight, but now that this had happened there would be more naga heading into their area.
"Look, we don't have time for this, we need to all get out of here now. More naga are bound to arrive soon and we can't go picking fights forever." Out in the distance Dralas could hear naga shouting out far toward the ocean.
Not much time left.
Just as Dralas had begun to turn around, a fireball had hit the back of Dralas full on. Dralas screamed in pain as he fell to the ground. The attacker had been the naga with the daggers in her back, the daggers must have only interupted her earlier spell.
Nathadan ran at the naga and decapitated it quickly, ending the naga this time.
"All of you, go without me, we don't have time to heal this and I'll only slow you down. The naga will catch you if all of you are slowed, I'll just take cover somewhere until they are tired of searching." Dralas looked toward the ocean again and saw some latterns being lit.
"Go, now!"
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Character: Dralas
Location: The Dream
- Darkness... fear..
To Dralas everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. Dralas was running away from a man.. a death knight.
"You will come to me.."
the man had said.
"Never!" Dralas yelled back. Dralas was still running, when an undead arm came from the ground and grabbed his leg, making him fall to the ground. As the man got closer, he grabbed Dralas by the neck and lifted him off his feet. Dralas felt his strength being drained from him, becoming weaker every second.
"I.. I am not afraid of you!" Dralas croaked out as his neck was squeezed harder.
"You will be.."
the man laughed back. The man took out his blade and prepared to kill when Dralas realized who the man was.
"No.. No!" Dralas cried as the man launched his blade.
Dralas woke up screaming and then a smoke bomb had been dislodged from his belt. The bomb fell into the nearby fire and instantly covered the area in thick smoke.
Dralas began running painfully as every step cost him more energy and caused more pain. He was disoriented and confused but just kept running. Dralas finally stopped and fell to the ground too tired and in too much pain to go any further.
Ahead Dralas saw three orcs running at his position.
Can't... stay....... awake...
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fudgeball
"Hah hah hah!" exclaimed Vijol. "You be funny mon'!"
"Now, lets be goin' to
fight
some lich king and
tame
some Uveros."
"actually mon' you guys be wantin' to go now, or do you guys wanna be goin' afta' a nice rest in dis here inn?" said Vijol.
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Dralas
(( OCC - Alright, also, fix that double post, delete one. ))
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Biggrouse
(( OOC - Fix that double post Biggrouse ))
( i did. please wait for it do be updated )
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