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Azeroth 20 Years Later (Completed RP)
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Mary
Location: Shadowprey
...
"I do," Mary whispered, tears in her eyes.
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Tarren Mill
"
Ah yes,
" Dag'rema chuckled. "
I remember when Bloodhowl himself had it... been a while since then, has it not?
" she grinned. "
But I do not know where it is. Last I saw, Kali was being torn limb from limb by some worgen-thing.
"
Post by
Morec0
Blackbite
Tarren Mill
"She destroyed it," Blackbite said, "and that's why I'm here. I need some protection while I recreate it, and the Shadow Council seems strong enough. I'll help you deal with Gul'dan, and in return you'll give me the time I need to remake the blade."
"Once that is dealt with, I would like assistance in taking back one of my own." She waited for the warlock's reply.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Tarren Mill
"
Ah,
" Dag'rema smiled. "
Pardon me while I shed this form,
" she chuckled, shrinking back down into her orcish form. "Well then," she smiled, "I will help you," she nodded. "Many of my followers were slaughtered by those blasted trolls and some others, but I will find more soon. Besides, I now have more than enough demons to serve my purposes."
Post by
Morec0
Blackbite
Terran Mill
"This may make them even more powerful," she threw the warlock a vial of the black liquid. Dag'rema caught it.
"A worgen blood-based compound that heightens senses. It's highly addicting, but I would think that a demon wouldn't have much problem with that - if they can use it at all, that is.
"I have a more potent version, but I think I'll keep them to myself."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Tarren Mill
"I doubt that I will need it," Dag'rema chuckled, "but the gesture is duly noted. Now... Shall we solve your problem first?" she asked. "Gul'dan is old and frail now, but I shan't underestimate him. And using demons alone against a master warlock would be a fool's last mistake."
Post by
Morec0
Blackbite
Tarren Mill
Blackbite grinned. "I doubt his mind is as strong as it once was, then. Allow me to demonstrate one of my powers."
A maddening whisper entered Dag'rema's mind.
(( Out for a bit. ))
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Tarren Mill
Dag'rema nodded with approval.
"I'm impressed, worgen," Dag'rema smiled. "Psychic ability is a rare gift these days. Don't try anything with me, though..." she chuckled. "Years of whispers from demons, old gods, and the many shadow priests I have killed in my time has lessened the effects on my mind," she chuckled.
Post by
Adamsm
Dennis Lobo Hendricks
Gilneas Manor, Gilneas
Lobo finished his packing and looked around his empty room one last time before heading down towards the courtyard to meet up with his pack and head back towards the Undercity.
Post by
Morec0
Blackbite
Tarrent Mill
"As I said, I have no interested in killing you," she nodded. "Now, when will we deal with Gul'dan?"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Tarren Mill
"After we complete your scythe, I suppose," Dag'rema nodded. "I believe it would be best for you to be at your best when we do destroy him. As long as I can trust you to keep your word once it is complete," she grinned.
Post by
Morec0
Blackbite
Tarren Mill
"I'm not an idiot," Blackbite said, "I still need your help to get my neice out of her mother's hands. Besides, if you suceed in taking control of the Shadow Council then there may be a new ruler of Azeroth soon. And when I play sides, I choose the right ones."
Post by
Gumballs
Llynarai, Tza & Praey
Darkshore
"Yeah, if they have them," Llynarai muttered, more sarcastic then she really intended. She was just in a bad mood. She plopped down in the chair, crossed her legs and kept her arms folded across her chest, tapping her foot impatiently. She looked outside, seeing the sun begin to rise, and suddenly felt drained.
Praey woke up slowly, the sun peeking into her tent. She sat up, propping herself up with her elbows, wincing slightly at the pressure on her burns. Zane was sitting up beside her, playing with Yo'kuno's old raptor toy quietly, a smile on his face. "Mornin' baby.." Praey said quietly, leaning forward and kissing him on the cheek and pushing back the sadness that was beginning to pool in her heart.
"Zala?" Praey called, peering out the tent, wondering where the little girl went.
"Morning love..." Tza mumbled, rolling over and arching her back in a stretch. She smiled sleepily at Garos, shifting closer to him and resting her head on his shoulder, and then kissed him lightly on the jaw.
Post by
Monday
Funden/Numaraan
Darkshore
Funden fired bolts of Arcane magic, blowing one dragonspawn to ashes. Numaraan parried one of the spawn's spears, and dealt a blow of his own, knocking it backwards.
Post by
Adamsm
Garos and Zala
Darkshore
"Morning." Garos said, his eyes still closed as he put his arms around her and held her there. "I've missed that." He mumbled a little sleepily, kissing her back.
Zala had been outside the tent, watching the sun rise and the activity. She looked over as she heard Praey's voice and got up and walked around to the front of the tent. "Mornin' Aunt Praey." She said with a smile, looking at the troll woman.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Taelani
Location: Darkshore
Taelani sighed and stepped out of her tent, looking for something to do. She noticed a troll girl nearby and shook her head sadly.
Post by
Morec0
Blackbite
Tarren Mill
"So, do you have a base camp set up around here somewhere?" Blackbite asked the warlock.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Tarren Mill
"I do not," Dag'rema answered. "Do you require rest?"
Post by
Monday
Funden/Numaraan
Darkshore
Funden slammed the other dragon with a block of ice. It grunted and slid backwards. Numaraan leaped in and slammed his hammer into the side of its head, felling it. He then turned to the last Dragonspawn, hammer held ready. "Surrender?" he asked laconically.
Post by
Morec0
Blackbite
Tarren Mill
"No, it is just going to take me a while to recraft the blade. Only a pure worgen like my grandfather would have been able to create something like it with ease, and I am anything but a pure worgen - sadly."
She sighed. "So it's going to take me a while to sort the worgen essence out of me. Better that I have someplace other then the open to do so."
She shrugged. "I don't make the rules."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Tarren Mill
"Well, there are an abundance of potential sites we might take," Dag'rema shrugged. "We have the Mill, here, then there's Durnholde nearby, and then there's Stromgarde and Hammerfall, although those would require a bit of legwork. Take your pick..." Dag'rema nodded.
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