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"We need another person." Finkle stated bluntly. "There are much more kobolds than us, so we need at least 1 more person, otherwise, we'll never make it in."
"I agree." said Nathadan, followed by Jaimie.
"Jaimie, can you make us a portal to stormwind? It's the best place to start looking." said Finkle.
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Characters: Jaimie, Finkle, Nathadan
Location: Camp in Wetlands
"Right, it's ready guys!" Said Jaimie, before going to go in.
"Ah, wait!" Reacted Nathadan, pulling back Jaimie. "I'll go in first this time."
"Okay...." She replied.
Nathadan entered the portal, and saw Human Guards.
"Ah, this must be Stormwind then...about time"
He thought to himself, before calling out "It's okay, you can come in!"
Quickly followed Jaimie and Finkle, who were glad to have left the Wetlands.
But, upon looking more carefully, this was not Stormwind. All that could be smelt was the sea, and it was much darker than Stormwind for midday.
"Theramore!" Exclaimed Finkle.
"Oh, sorry guys! I really tried that time as well..." Said Jaimie, before being interrupted by Nathadan.
"Well, it is safer than Undercity that's for sure. And, we can always catch the boat to Stormwind." He said.
"Oh cool, cool, cool! Theramore is an island!" Said Jaimie excitably.
"Yes...." Said Nathadan, clearly irritated.
"Well, I'll just ask how long the next boat will be." Said Finkle, clearly pre-occupied.
He walked over to a friendly guard.
"Well, the next boat will be in the morning. You just missed it I am afraid." Said the guard.
"Oh damn, seems like we are stuck here for the night then." Proclaimed Finkle.
"You can always stay at the inn, there is room for adventurers such as yourselves." The guard was clearly trying to help.
"Well, Jaimie, your robe is a mess! We had best take it to a tailor." Said Nathadan.
"I'll check us in at the inn then." Said Finkle.
"I wonder if they sell murlocs here, they are SO cute!" Exclaimed Jaimie.
Nathadan and Finkle merely sighed.
((OOC - Was thinking while in Theramore character development or something could happen :D))
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((ooc-we need another villain. A warlock is needed!))
Character: Bragnum Magmastorm
Location: Demon Cave
-Bragnum tossed and turned in his sleep, he remembered his best friend before his exile, Finkle...A gnome warrior. They had found each other in the orphanage, both of their parents had died in an unyielding fire. They were both accepted into the academy for warriors and became even closer friends, but one day a new pupil form out of town joined and showed much talent, he had rose from the bottom ranks to the near top where Bragnum and Finkle were, but he could never catch them. so he planned to frame them for a crime and have therm both banished, but the plan backfired and only Bragnum had to leave.
-Bragnum was exiled and had too leave Ironforge in a disgrace, he remembered them jeering as he rode swiftly away in shame on his
war ram.
He remembered wandering, for years in the wilderness, flashbacks of bears, monsters in the lake, a marsh, raptors and slimes. He remembered the cave, he entered to seek shelter from the rain. He remembers the hordes of harpies that came. He remembers running deeper into the cave.
-The voice...
Come dwarf, travel deeper,
It was inside his head, pressing over his thoughts. He travelled deeper in to the cave. He stopped at a gaping chasm he planned to make rest here but the voice...
Deeper, you must come to me!
Any other time he would have ignored the voice, but he was shattered from the betrayal. He let the voice corrupt him, it promised him power, made him furious at Finkle, he succumbed to the voices power.
-He remembered, it was like a trance after that, he followed the sound of the voice deeper and deeper into the cave, until he reached the centre, there was a cult of warlocks channelling fel energy into a portal, the voice was at its strongest here
Good, you made it dwarf.
it had said it in such a way that a chill had ran down his spin and suddenly he remembered where he was, he immediately tried to kill the warlocks with his mace Bael'Tyr. He slew one but the rest overpowered him, then they bound him in chains and marched him towards the portal.
-The dwarf rolled restlessly in his bed as he was tormented in his sleep. They warlocks dragged him towards the spiralling rift of a portal, the voice was inside him he could feel a certain fury consuming him.
Foolish dwarf, it is too late, you must now serve me!
with the last words he screamed in agony then collapsed from the evil force torturing him.
-He was tormented by the memory. When he awoke there was nothing there but a cold hatred fury for every one who did not serve the Master. he struggled to fight this coldness with the good inside of him, but to no avail. He felt the anger take control of his body, this new controller even took his weapon Beal'Tyr, a mighty weapon that was used to protect the weak and defeat the evil, and reforged it as Beal'Thori, an evil a malice weapon that sought nothing but vengeance.
-After a while Bragnum intended to reclaim his body but he did not succeed. Eventually after multiple attempts of breaking free, Bragnum learned that in order to control his body himself he had to channel his will into the anger that now resided inside of him. Before the exile he had been working on a move called
Magmastorm
it had allowed him to rise quickly as a notable warrior but he had never perfected it, so now in the caves he practised and practised until he perfected it.
-Bragnum awoke with a start, he was covered in a cold sweat from the torment that the nightmare had inflicted upon him. He got dressed and moved out of his quarters he moved through the ancient tunnels that were lit by dim green flames suspending themselves. He came to the only entrance to this part of the cave and there was warlocks everywhere he did not recognise any of them but who he did recognise was the felguard Thersriz. He approached the demon and asked "What be all the fuss for", "The harpy guards have been defeated, there are intruders coming both ways, we must stop them a the chasm". And with those words the pair ventured off.
((ooc- whew! i thought since the villain story is going no where I might do a bit of character dev. for Bragnum, hope you all enjoyed it.
Edit: I removed the betrayal of Finkle, just didn't suit him. Also for those that don't know Beal=Red, Tyr=Order and Thori=Fury ))
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((OOC-I like the idea of them childhood friends, but Finkle isn't supposed to be the type to get jealous and frame his friend, just I don't really like that.))
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((OOC-tell me if you don't like it, I just have a really good idea for my guy))
"You know what, I'll just go." said Finkle. "I'll tell you guys a little about my past, but after me, Nathadan has to go. Deal?" He asked.
"Deal," said Nathadan.
"Okay, I'll start from the beginning. My parents were killed in a strange undying fire, leaving me as a orphan. I was sent to the Stormwind orphanage and grew up there, making friends with a dwarf named Bragnum. We grew up together, and later went to Warrior school together.
He was a amazing fighter, but then a new student came. He was talented, but never caught up to me and Bragnum. Jealous, he tried to frame us, but only got Bragnum exiled. From then I started doing mercenary work for all races, mainly draenei, and even for a renegade murloc group a few times. I kknow crazy, isn't it? I even picked up a bit of murloc."
"Really! Can you show us? Puh-leeeeeeeeeeeeease?" said Jaimie excitedly.
"OK OK," said Finkle. He pulled out of his pocket a odd contraption. "This is a translationator 5000, it's set to murloc."
"Here you are: Wrilil? Ll mlmmlu wrekilmmru glmulmuluuml. Rwmmekekgu? Glgu eruumlmmgrmuulmmlmgu llwr ulllglllchillr grmuch... Ll mlmmlu wrchllulul wrekilmmru illuuumurlrw!" he garbled in murloc. (Click
here
for translation). From there I joined the Tinkerer's union, and that's it. That's where I am now.
Nathadan, your turn."
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