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Azeroth 20 Years Later (Completed RP)
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Post by
Random0008
Character : Four Worgen
Location : Ironforge
Lightblood gasped and collapsed into a chair, grasping her head tightly.
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536837
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Desolace
"That's precisely what I think," Dag'rema nodded with a grin. "There is no way that the Burning Blade would let this fall into a
human's
hands..." she paused, carefully touching it. "Ah, yes, this is definitely the Sceptre of Light..." she concluded. "Said to be able to drown entire cities beneath the waves..." she paused again, her grin widening. "When used in tandem with the Stone of the Tides and this orb..." she trailed off, already imagining the possibilities.
Character: Skreel
Location: Stratholme
"I think he will..." Skreel nodded. "He yet lives--so to speak--, and as long as he possesses the will to live on, I think he will survive.
Post by
Random0008
(( Ravenholm is creeping me out, Skree. ))
Character : Linmarion
Location : Stonetalon
"Finally." muttered Linmarion, seeing the border to Desolace in the distance.
Post by
Skreeran
((Heh, good...))
Character: Base
Location: Stonetalon
Base nodded and brought his finger to his lips, gesturing for silence.
Post by
Random0008
(( Running out of ammo :S
Also : Is the fat bald guy with a rifle with me or against me? ))
Character : Linmarion
Location : Stonetalon
Linmarion nodded, slightly slowing down his saber so that it's feet wouldn't make too much sound. The elf squinted, seeing the cultist fortress.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Desolace
Curho alo mulled over the possibilities. When corrupted by fel magics and used together with both the Stone and the demonic orb that Dagrema carried, they might be capable of ushering in another invasion by the Legion!
He rubbed his hands together in anticipation and approached the sceptre, preparing his magic to deal with any traps that might be activated by his move to take the item from the statue's grasp.
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Desolace
Dag'rema worked to pulled the sceptre free, when suddenly there was a flash of blood red light, and a strange form materialized in the tomb.
"I am Lord Azrethoc!" the shape announced. "Who are you?"
Dag'rema turned to the demon, instantly shapeshifting into her demonic form and saluting the demon.
"I am Dag'rema, loyal servent of the Burning Legion!" she answered. "And this is Curho Demoneye, my ally."
"Why do you seek the Sceptre?" the demon asked.
"All in the best interest of the Legion," Dag'rema assured. "Do not worry."
"Hmmph..." the demon grunted. "Prove yourselves worthy, and I may just let you have it."
"Fine with me," Dag'rema grinned, wasting no time in charging the demon.
Character: Base
Location: Desolace
Base continued to sneak towards the fortress, trying to form a plan.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Desolace
Curho grinned and summoned up his felhunter, siccing it on the demon while he prepared his own demonic incantation. If the spell worked as any bit as well as he remembered, Lord Azrethoc might just find the results... interesting. The orc warlock grinned.
Post by
Random0008
Character : Linmarion
Location : Stonetalon
Linmarion pulled his sabre to a halt. "We need a plan before we get into there."
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Post by
Adamsm
Kalistra Sunstorm
Desolace
Kali hunted across the lands, stopping to kill and eat as needed; she had recently learned she could feed off the plants as well as animals, but didn't receive as much energy as she wanted from the vegetation, so she held off on consuming that. The undead elf more or less danced as she walked, her undead hippogryph following along behind her, the creature silent to the woman's singing.
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Garos Windwalker
Darkshore
Help me, help me help you.
Garos sat up in shock, the cover falling off him as he looked around the room wide eyed, panting slightly as the dream faded. "What was that?" He asked quietly, and swore as he received no answer from the Elements. He looked down at the sleeping form of his wife beside him, and he smiled slightly, leaning over to kiss her lightly on the forehead, her pregnancy making her almost glow. The half-orc stood up and left the room, stepping out into the main room of the small house they were sharing with Praey, Wrex, Kuno and Zi, as well as Zane and Zala.
Garos moved over to the fireplace and built it up, then sat down on a chair as he considered the dream he had just had; it had been a dark place, and something large had seemed to be imprisoned in a room... and the voice had come from the large something.... a female voice. He sat there, his chin resting on his hands as he stared into the fire, waiting for the elements to finally speak to him, to tell him what the dream had been about.
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Dennis Lobo Hendricks
Ironforge, Dun Morogh
Dennis groaned as he fell into the bed in the inn room he had rented for the night. He was exhausted, having spent the day with the King of Ironforge, explaining and talking about the new High Elf lands being set up in Silverpine Forest. They had spoken about sending a few gnomish magi down to the city, as well as some Dwarven stone masons to help build more of the city.
Just Stormwind, then we can head north to report and go where we want to.
Lobo spoke from his mind and the human worgen nodded, kicking off his boots and relaxing with his hands behind his head. "Where are we going to after that?" Dennis asked, and felt his other half shrug.
Where ever the wind takes us brother.
Lobo said and Dennis chuckled, closing his eyes. "Where ever indeed." He said.
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Miranda Lupe Hendricks
Pyrewood Village, Silverpine Forest
"Well... I guess it will do." Miranda muttered, stepping into her new room of the house she would be sharing with Magi Whitemoon. She sighed, still feeling depressed since the trial of her father. She looked over at the small piece of paper hanging on the wall and snarled suddenly, a wolf-like look on her face as she let loose a blast of ice, several of the sharp blades of frozen water piercing through it; an image of the worgen woman who had broke her family.
She growled as she moved around the room, putting her spells books and note books away, as well as the few tales books she had received as gifts from father in the head board over her bed. She looked at the picture of her family over the room's fireplace and sighed, looking at her father and missing him, before returning to setting up the room.
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Tova Stormwing, To'ka Treeshift
Teldrassil
The father and son were seated outside of their home, the woman folk relaxing inside, Miriam entertaining them with stories about her time when she had been missing in action. Tova looked over at his son and smiled slightly. "Have you considered what your going to do?" He asked, and To'ka looked at him then looked away. "Not sure Dad.... I want to go with you when the other Guardians head to Hyjal but..." He trailed off there, his eyes clouding as he thought about his last mission there. Tova nodded and sat back, absently carving as the two continued to stare up at the night sky.
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Post by
Aimsyr
Character: Vinymnev/Vagrin/Lektri
Location: Ashenvale
Vinymnev woke up after several hours, she kissed Artemis on the forehead, then she changed out of her normal clothes and into her armor. She gave one last look at Artemis, then went outside. She made her way down to the river and plunged her blade into the water, the orb on her blade glowed and the cold aura it had made a layer of ice on the water. Vinymnev felt the cold surge in all directions, it went along the river, into the soil and the roots of trees, slowly it spread. Soon she knew all that she needed to know, she pulled her blade out of the water and as quickly as it had come, the cold left.
Character: Avorthal
Location: Ashenvale
Avorthal and his men continued walking through the forests, finally they found a patch of forest that was bare, completely void of any life. They searched the area until finally they came across a huge stone door. It took all of their strength combined to shift it as spells merely bounced off the door, finally they had moved it and a gaping hole was before them. Avorthal unsheathed his blade and led them into the darkness.
Character: Amora
Location: Gilneas
Amora woke up after her short rest and felt much less tired. She walked past Gregory as he ate his breakfast, "I have to go, I should be back in a few hours," she said casually as she walked past. Amora went outside, but she did not fetch her horse. She walked off in the direction of the town, the walk would only take about an hour and the work she had to do was better done without having to worry about a horse.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Skreel
Location: Stratholme
"You are in the Cathdral of Shadow in Stratholme," Skreel answered calmly. "You are safe here."
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Desolace
Dag'rema slammed the demon into the wall of the tomb and hurled a chaos bolt into it's chest. She grinned as she prepared to strike again, but the demon grinned back.
"Is that all?" he laughed. "I am a Doomlord of the Burning Legion! Try harder if you seek the Sceptre!"
Dag'rema snarled and kicked the demon in the face with her hoof.
Character: Base
Location: Desolace
"Indeed," Base nodded. "I think one of us should hold her attention, so that the other can take her by surprise and kill her as quicklyt as possible."
Character: Snowmane
Location: Bloodhowl Manor
Snowmane tossed and turned as she slept. Finally she sat up.
"Dammit..." she muttered, pulling on her clothes and standing up. She hadn't slept well since Rienbach had perished, and had hardly been able to sleep at all since Blackbite--or Lighthowl, as she insisted she was--had come to Gilneas.
She felt guilty. If it really was her niece in that body, then she owed it to her to be kind and forgiving, but she still feared that this was all a trick.
"
Damn Lobo...
" she thought, tears trickling into her eyes. If it were not for him, Moonhowl would still be alive. Lighthowl would never have become Blackbite. And Rienbach wouldn't have died fighting against her. Lobo had ruined everything. She wished that he was dead, instead of running around totally free beyond Gilneas' borders.
Post by
Random0008
Character : Linmarion
Location : Desolace
"I think I should hold her attention. After all, you're the specialist in being stealthy here." admitted Linmarion, looking at the cultist fortress. "Whenever you're ready."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Base
Location: Desolace
"Very well," Base nodded. "I think I'll use the crossbow for this one..." he nodded, patting the device on his back and beginning to climb the mountain behind the fortress. "Once you get her attention, do whatever you can to keep her still. I don't want to hit you by mistake if she's moving around."
Post by
Random0008
Character : Linmarion
Location : Desolace
Linmarion nodded. "I'll keep that in mind." he said, hoisting himself up and beginning the climb up the mountain. His elven ears pricked up as he thought he heard a commotion from inside the fortress, but he dismissed it.
Post by
Gumballs
Tza, Praey & Kuno
Darkshore
Yo'kuno smiled at Zi as the two swam towards the deeper water, enjoying the nice water. Purple hissed happily and splashed along the shore, snapping at gulls and crabs that got too close to her snout.
Praey sighed, rubbing her eyes with one hand and steadying Zane with the other one. They sat on Apocalypse, the great avian beast walking further into the forest.
Tza'tali groaned quietly, rolling on her side as she woke up. "Morning," she said, yawning sleepily and burying her face in the pillows.
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