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Azeroth 20 Years Later (Completed RP)
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Areon Bavon
Location: Ironforge
"Uhh," Areon said, laughing uneasily for a moment, "nothing that really matters," he said.
"But do you need anything though? You're the one that just was weakened," he said.
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Areon Bavon
Location: Ironforge
"Alright, I'll make sure I do that," Areon said, kissing Valamra on the lips for a long moment, eventually pulling away.
"Err, sorry... was sort of caught up in the moment after what I did earlier," Areon said.
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Post by
Adamsm
Garos
Shadowprey City, Desolace
"I doubt they'll notice us leaving." Garos agreed and stood up as well, and bowed, letting Tza'tali walk in front of him. "Oh, don't forget to ask... nevermind, you can ask Praey to look after Yo'kuno when she's not... busy." He said with a laugh, looking away from the two trolls.
Post by
Dralas
Character: Areon Bavon
Location: Ironforge
"Right now? It's still night," Areon said, not sure if Valamra realized that hardly any time had passed yet.
"And... I was.. sort of hoping we could do something else," Areon said with a shrug.
Post by
R1TeR
Wrex
Shadowprey
Wrex wrapped his arms around Praey pulling her close to him as they continued to kiss, catching Garos, Tza, and her son standing up getting ready to leave out the corner of his one good eye
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Bob
Location: Shadowprey
The half-orc looked up, the last of the fireworks going off.
He glanced down at the shore, where he saw Praey and Wrex together beside Garos and Tza'tali. He sighed and returned to the inn.
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Hellfire
Dag'rema awoke, feeling a strange absence of pain. She looked down at her limp legs where blood oozed from her stomach. Nearby lay a bloody lump of flesh. She blinked, feeling lightheaded from blood loss. She had to heal herself soon. She only had one soulstone on her, but she couldn't use that... No, never. She'd never use that one.
A hellboar walked over and sniffed the bloody thing on the ground. Dag'rema smiled and drained it of its life, grinning as her wound closed. She still couldn't stand though, not yet... But...
She paused, recalling what she could of necromancy, forcing her legs to stand, puppetlike, under the command of her magic. She still couldn't feel them, but...
Wait...
She looked down at her legs again. They were covered in... fur. She looked at her hands, or
paws
... Also covered in fur. She felt her face, her scarred and burnt face, and found that it had become a snout, although the fur hadn't grown through the scar tissue.
She howled in fury, her hate almost visible around her. She looked toward the Citadel. No, she couldn't go there. She'd die in her current state. No, she had to go somewhere else.
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Areon Bavon
Location: Ironforge
"Alright then," Areon said, wondering something.
"So... should I go to the other bed now then?" Areon asked.
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Areon Bavon
Location: Ironforge
Areon decided to stay, telling himself it was because how Valamra seemed to be restless and didn't want to risk her falling down and nearly suffocating again.
"Good night," Areon whispered, kissing Valamra on the cheek.
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Areon Bavon
Location: Ironforge
Areon smiled as well, resting next to Valamra. He put his arm around her slowly as he fell asleep, keeping Valamra close.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Dag'rema
Location: Hellfire
Dag'rema managed to summon her dreadsteed, and with much diffculty managed to throw herself over the side.
"Damned useless legs," she muttered, laying sideways in the saddle. "To the Honor Hold, Xaranthar. Perhaps they will think we are merely an injured worgen. Does the Alliance still have worgen amongst it's ranks?"
Post by
Random0008
Character : Linmarion Swift-Arrow
Location : Ironforge
"Actually, ...if you don't mind, could I... uh... spend the night here?" he asked, still tipsy and blushing.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Mary
Location: Ironforge
"Uh, sure..." Mary smiled. "You can have the bed. I don't mind sleeping on the couch."
Post by
Morec0
Moonhowl
Shadowprey Village
Description: Phsycially, Emotionally, and Mentally about 19 years old, Moonhowl is actually just a day or two in actual birthdays. The radiation of Outland had a strange effect on Brightye's womb, and caused Moonhowl to develop rapidly and age even further. She is her father's pride and joy, and he taught her everything he knew. She has black fur, and is capable of transorming back into her draenei-heritage form at will, although she prefers her worgen one.
She has black fur, sapphire blue eyes, and carries and Bloodhowl Axe - a blade made in the same fashon as her father's Bloodhowl Scythe.
A warior by trade, she is highly intelligent, extremely curious, and a bit accident prone and clumsy.
Moonhowl walked up to the village, the guards tried to stop her, but they backed down after a small display of her power showed who she was. Her father, mother, and aunt were no longer in any condition to travel, the radiation of Outland that had caused her to age so had affected them as well, and now long periods of travel took their toll on them.
They now remained in the rebuilt Bloodhowl Den, guarded by worgen-cursed adventurers that had sought to kill her father, and had instead joined him.
Bloodhowl had told her of a group that he had aided, and still sought to. But, with him in his current condition, that was impossible. She sniffed the air, trying to find them. After a moment she started in their direction.
Post by
Random0008
Character : Linmarion Swift-Arrow
Location : Ironforge
"No, no. It's your house, I'll take the couch." he said, with a bright smile.
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