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Azeroth 20 Years Later (Completed RP)
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
"Word gets around quick," Morrowind answered, handing her glass back to the bartender. "Don't worry about that."
Character: Mary
Location: Astranaar
"Me too," Mary answered, heading back to the bedroom.
Post by
Random0008
Character : Armanion / Linmarion
Location : Darkshore
"Good night, then." chuckled Linmarion, taking off his armour and collapsing exhaustedly onto the bed.
Armanion shrugged. "The sentinels probably have been eavesdropping on us anyway." he grinned, also handing back his glass to the bartender. "I guess you have commander duties to fullfill now, huh?"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
"Indeed," Morrowind answered, tipping her hood. "I shall see you on the morrow then. Damn diurnal schedule..." she muttered, heading off.
Character: Mary
Location: Astranaar
Mary smiled softly and slugged up behind Linmarion on the bed.
Post by
Random0008
Character : Armanion / Linmarion
Location : Darkshore
Linmarion smiled, putting his arm around Mary and falling asleep.
"Heh, see you at the tournament then." he grinned, turning to the shooting ranges.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Swamp of Sorrows
It had taken some time and cost a few lives, but the warlocks had managed to managed to make their way around Darkshire and through Deadwind pass. They were just now entering the Swamp of Sorrows, but the relatively short distance between their destination and their current location gave them and extra boost of charisma that kept them doing.
Curho watched as the last of the caravan exited Deadwind. Soon. Soon they would reach their destination, and there they would be able to plot the return of the Legion and the destruction of Azeroth as the mortal races knew it.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Blasted Lands
Dag'rema led the first group of warlocks through the Blasted Lands. The others would soon follow, and then they could begin their exodus through the portal.
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536837
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Base
Location: Darkshore
"Soon," Base chuckled. "First, let me send off this letter to my sons. They need to let the army know what happened here."
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Base
Location: Darkshore
"Perhaps you're right," he nodded. "I shall hold off sending the letter then," he paused. "As for our customs? It's rather simple. Ideally, my people want their bodies preserved as well as possible, to preserve their spirits. If that is not possible, they are burnt in a ceremonial pyre. The bodies of the enemy are eaten, mutilated, or burned, to destory their spirit," he nodded. "There are many other rituals and things for the dead, but for the most part the rule is 'preserve your own people, destory your enemies.'"
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Base
Location: Darkshore
"No, I'm afraid not," Base answered, shaking his head. "The damage has already been done. Besides, necromancy of any sort will only make thing worse in their eyes. They do not trust it."
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Base
Location: Darkshore
"It depends on who you mean by 'who caused this,'" Base answered, walking back to his tent. "If you mean the leaders of the raid, one of them is dead and one of them will soon join her. If you mean the Night Elves, I do not blame them as a whole for this. And if you mean Dag'rema, I am too busy helping my tribe here to go out after her again so soon, but she will get hers."
Post by
Random0008
Character : Armanion / Linmarion
Location : Darkshore
Armanion rolled out of bed, rubbing his eyes. "Tournament time..." he muttered to himself.
Linmarion stirred and woke up. He yawned as he got out of bed, kissing the still sleeping Mary on the forehead and moving to change into his armour.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
Morrowind was already up, reading her morning reports.
Character: Taelani
Location: Darkshore
Taelani woke up, her whole body sore, but her wrists, face, waist, and ankles hurting the most. She was hungry, thirsty, and needed to relieve herself. She was miserable.
Post by
Random0008
Character : Armanion / Linmarion
Location : Darkshore
Armanion pulled on his armour and his bow and made his way downstairs to have his breakfast.
Linmarion decided against going downstairs and leaving Mary alone there, so he sat back down and waited for her.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
Morrowind ate from a bowl of fruit, with a small block of cheese nearby.
Character: Mary
Location: Astranaar
Finally, Mary woke up, blinking slightly, and then sitting up on the head. "Morning," she smiled.
Post by
Joemaster240
Mishrana
Darkshore
She continued to fly around deciding what to do. "I have to save her." She cawed with finality. She then swooped back toward the forest floor and transformed back into her original form. Then she sat on the ground and began to attempt to slip into the emerald dream.
Once arriving in the dream she floated off quickly to find a way to save Taelani without getting seen by the trolls. She arrived at the camp and entered the tent that she felt taelani in. The priestess looked miserable. "I'll save you." She said as she began to look around for something to use to help her within the dream to free the priestess. She saw a root. IT wasn't much but it might be able to either grow and cut the ropes. She slowly spoke to the plant within the dream. It didn't respond. She swore knowing now was not a good time for this. She sighed and simply returned to her body with no other options. Once returning to her body a new plan came. She would fly away with Taelani. She gave a smirk.
"Perfect." She said shifting into storm crow again and flying off toward the camp.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Base
Location: Darkshore
Base sat in a tree, trying to clear his thoughts. He hoped that the army would finish Deathwing soon. He wished they could just come home and grieve.
He'd posted a quadruple guard on the prisoner's tent. She wouldn't be escaping any time soon. In half an hour or so, he'd allow her to eat and urinate, but until then she'd just have to wait.
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