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Atik
Commander Malor
Stratholme, Eatern Plaguelands
"Pull back! Pull back I said! We can't let the undead inside!"
Commander Malor, a well built man with long black hair, continued backing up the stairway into the chapel. He called apon the light both to save and heal his allies as they needed it, and in vain attempts to destroy the oncoming horde.
Inside the chapel, cannons were making their way to the main hallways. Cannon master Willey oversaw their placement with the utmost calm, he was convinced the undead would never reach them.
Lt Alexandros Hopewell
Tyr's Hand, Eastern Plaguelands
When the messanger had returned, Alex had been angry. When the man said undead were massing outside Stratholme, which explained their absence at Tyr's Hand, Alex had been scared. When one of his crusaders had brought up the chance to finally go on the offensive and pincer the undead, Alex was filled with bloodlust by the idea.
He had amassed almost thirty volunteers. archers, magni, and footsoilders. Most rode on horseback, although Alexandros rode atop Paragon. He looked at the crusaders operating the gate now, his men standing ready behind him.
"Be prepared to shut the gates behind us. Don't let any undead inside!" The men nodded, pulling open the massive gate
Alexandros raised Arcanite Reaper high, "For Lordarean! For our kingdom!" He charged out, his ment following. Even the sound of thirty charging horses could not drown out the chrashing sound of the gate slamming shut behind them. The trampeled the undead positions down the rode without even breaking their stride.
Post by
Orranis
Character:
Ayedin Rye
Location: Andorhal
Faction: Scourge
Ayedin only grunted.
Post by
Neonhyper
Characters
: Aruna Twinspark, Vivenor Sunstryke, and Caden Sparrow
Location
: Eastern Plaguelands
Vivenor's eyes sparkled with understanding, "R-really?" but she promptly shrunk back away with light remembrance of who was around her.
Caden grunted as he glanced at his leg, each step driving huge spikes of pain through his body, "What's with the Scourge and eating things?"
Despite it all, Aruna managed to stifle a chuckle, but glanced up, "Patrols," she muttered hoarsely, pushing Caden's legs behind the nearest withered husk of a tree as the two of them waited for the various ghouls and the hideous abomination to walk by.
Post by
Kahryez
Melnok Arcanablade
Location: Eastern Plaguelands
Melnok looked to either side of him, waving the ghouls away, "Yes...if you give yourself into the scourge, then I can promise that we can make the voices disappear...." He turned, leaning heavily on his sword, "Your friends left you to die....come with me and find a place were you will be welcomed...." He looked back at her after the last part, a small smile on his rotting lips. He had told her only half-truths, the voices in her mind wouldn't likely disappear, but be overridden by the voice of their lord.
Shadowthorn continued to follow the two mortals, staying hidden while observing them.
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Post by
Neonhyper
Characters
: Aruna Twinspark, Vivenor Sunstryke, and Caden Sparrow
Location
: Eastern Plaguelands
"Th-they left me?" Vivenor said, eyes wide. She glanced from side to side, her shoulders falling as she realized he was right. Neither of her companions were to be found. "B-but they... they said they wouldn't..."
She bit her lower lip, closing her eyes as if she were going to cry, but never did. The high elf stared at the ground for a long time, before looking up at Melnok. Her voice refused to say her response, but she simply nodded.
The patrol eventually walked far out of sight and Caden and Aruna continued onward, "When we get to Light's Hope, what are we going to attempt to accomplish?" he asked.
"We'll get patched up and see if we can help with the operations there. If not, we'll secure transport to the Western Plaguelands and help out there," she replied, not taking her eyes off the blighted land around them. "I won't rest until we've done something to stop the Scourge, this is madness in its entirety."
Post by
lightnstuff
Antonius Icescream
Andorhal
A small quivering ghoul approached the deathknights. Antonius looked down to it,
"Speak."
The ghoul shook, then dropped into pieces. Antonius sighed and re-animated it, forcing it back onto it's feet.
"Sssssssssss-"
"SPEAK!"
"SScarlets!...You...Atttt-"
Antonius unbound the magics on it and looked to Ayedin,
"If there is one thing you are right on, it would be that our underlings are completely incompetent if left to themselves...."
Post by
Monday
Characters: Funden Orebeard, Khaz Stumpfoot, Thorgrim Borheim, Fjarn Grimsblood
Location: South of Andorhol, Western Plaguelands
The dwarves piled up more bags and boxes in front of the gate to Sorrow Hill, and opened fire into the graveyard at any ghoul stupid enough to come near.
Character: Corintus Charwood
Location: Southshore Army Forward Camp
Corintus arrived at the camp and started mixing his brew into the medicine stores. "Excellent..." he muttered.
Characters: Alliance Soldiers
Location: Southshore Army Forward Camp
"The Worgen are moving!" yelled a scout, riding into camp on his horse. "Prepare for battle!"
Post by
UrAgahn
Character
: Alaric Dalson
Location
: Crusaders' Square, Stratholme, Eastern Plaguelands
"Go for the casters! Don't let them stay behind the backs of their accomplices! For Lordaeron!" growled Alaric, bringing his maul down on the nearest crusader's head, turning it into a bloody mess. He then provided an example for his troops, hurling a death coil into a robed insurgent nearby. The bolt of shadowy energy tore a hole through the arcanist's chest, causing him to collapse on the ground and his water elemental minion to disappear.
Post by
Orranis
Character:
Ayedin Rye
Location: Andorhal
Faction: Scourge
"
Good. The less intelligent we are the less-
He gasped, clutching his chest. He let it go, before saying,
"It seems they've caught on. I'll have no choice but to enter combat."
Post by
lightnstuff
Antonius Icescream
Andorhal
Antonius smirked,
"As I said. Come on." he spurred his steed, Fellwind, onwards.
Post by
Monday
Characters: Funden Orebeard, Khaz Stumpfoot, Thorgrim Borheim, Fjarn Grimsblood
Location: South of Andorhol, Western Plaguelands
Funden lifted his rifle, then stopped. "Do ye hear somethin' odd?" he asked Fjarn, who shook his head. Khaz looked at Andorhol, and blanched. "Andorhol's under attack!"
Thorgrim socked Khaz's shoulder. "So wha'? It's under attack everyday."
Khaz shook his head frantically. "That's a major offensive going! I see Death Knights!" Thorgrim lowered his eyebrows. "Hm, ye might 'ave a point there."
Post by
Hellborne
Valiant Strongwill
Scarlet Monastary
"Lord Valiant, we take your words into consideration. However we have more pressing matters. It appears we will not be receiving reinforcements. Apparently Tyr's Hand and Hearthglen are determined to keep the war in the Plaguelands. Pity, we could easily take the glades. Anyways, we need to re-establish the easy highway between us and Tyr's so that the Scourge does not attack foot soldiers on the move. We entrust you to do so," The High Commander proclaimed.
Valiant shook in rage, yet kept his composure. He wanted to kill each of these men now and get it over with. Hell, once he was done with this mission, if he did it, he would go to Tyr's, kill off the ranked members there and take the soldiers for himself. To Valiant, it sounded like a plan.
"Very well, sir. How many men shall come with me?" Valiant asked.
"A respectful twenty. It will get the job done yet keep much of our forces here for the attacks. That is all," The High Commander finished.
Very well then. This just may be the last order I receive anyways. Soon, I will be giving the orders.
And with that, the angry paladin and twenty foot soldiers went on their way from the Glades and marched to the Plaguelands. The ancient road that connected Tyr's Hand and the Monastary was the last lifeline they had. It must be kept.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Scourflesh
Location: Stratholme
Scourflesh manipulated the magic around the Crusaders, using telekinesis to slam one of the arcanists against the stone, beating him into a pulp in but a few seconds before moving on to the next one.
Post by
UrAgahn
Character
: Alaric Dalson
Location
: Crusaders' Square, Stratholme, Eastern Plaguelands
"Clear the square but do not try to get inside without my command!" barked Dalson. He delivered a might swing to another crusader, hitting him straight in the ribs and sending him flying across the square. The crusader slammed into the doors of the Bastion and died, his spinal cord crushed by the impact.
A female arcanist tried to launch a barrage of spells at the undead but failed, grasping her neck and collapsing when the Baron pointed at her, sending a wave of dark energy to crush her throat.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Scourflesh
Location: Stratholme
Scourflesh continued to attack the Crusaders, methodically killing them one at a time, feeling nothing as they fell.
Post by
UrAgahn
Character
: Alaric Dalson
Location
: Crusaders' Square, Stratholme, Eastern Plaguelands
Soon enough, nothing was left breathing on the Square.
"Regroup. Pick up the bodies. Casters, prepare to blast our way into the Bastion at my signal," Alaric spat out.
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