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Post by
Atik
Specter
Azjol'Nerub
Specter flexed his gloved hands, continuing onward and glancing around.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: Azjol-Nerub
"Indeed not," Serenade said, passing through the columns into the temple. As he did so, a low hum surrounded him, and the air began to vibrate ever so slightly.
"
They
're here," he muttered, then turned and loosed a blast of concentrated noise at a spot in midair. A veil fell away to reveal a huge, violet colored, hulking, tentacled
thing
, which roared in sudden outrage and charged at the party.
Three more uncloaked around the temple and started charging as well.
Post by
Atik
Specter
Azjol'Nerub
Specter sneered, rushing forward and punching one it what seemed to be the face.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Varima Jonespyre
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
Varima's eyes went wide and she ducked out of the way just before one of the
things
barreled into her. She slashed her glaive, managing to rend part of its putrid flesh and was splattered by some sort of black blood that burned on contact. The kaldorei let out a half-strangled cry as she tried to wipe the liquid off.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
Vincent paused for a full half a second, closing his eyes. When he opened them, the world darkened for him - save for the almost painfully bright outlines of blood pulsing in the things, and his for-now-fellow adventurers.
"Blood!" he let out a triumphant, sonorous cry, "Living, flowing blood! How have I longed for this moment!"
He charged to meet the nearest thing, bringing Gwaesylwir up in a wide arc. It left a long, narrow gash across its torso, and almost severed one of the limbs.
Black blood that flowed out seemed to follow the blade in a humming halo before getting sucked inside the weapon.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: Azjol-Nerub
Serenade knocked one of the things aside with a low pulse, then spotted what they'd come for. "I'm going for it!" he called, then darted past the dazed creature towards a weapons rack set against the wall. Several spears and staves were lined up in it.
Post by
Atik
Specter
Azjol'Nerub
Specter grabbed one of the monsters, hurling it through the air and smashing it into another. Rushing forward, he jumped into the air and came down on them, crushing the attackers and splattering their blood.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Varima Jonespyre
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
Varima scowled, creeping up on one of the creatures from behind and stabbing it repeatedly with her glaive, by the time it turned around to notice her, she managed to swing the weapon in an arc to sever its faceless head.
Post by
Persen
Nathanael Sopwith
Stonard
It did not take Nathanael ten steps from the door to decide on his next destination: Outland. He had never been there and didn't really have a plan, but finding the Society would be easy and from there he could make one up.
Travelling to the Dark Portal would take a fair amount of time by foot, and the flight master refused to let him fly there. To his frustration, he once again found himself riding a wolf. He soon reached the border to the Blasted Lands. The green marsh turned into a red, desolate landscape, but the path remained winding yet wide and well-treaded.
War effort
, he pondered,
brings almost as much scientific progress and engineering knowledge as it does death and destruction. This road would be a footpath if the war hadn't required wheels to roll on it.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
Gaillard realized all too soon just how tainted the blood was. Wielding his sword now one-handed, he reached with his left hand into his cloak, taking out a figurine - a closed fist, made of silver, - and beginning to utter prayers under his nose. Without losing his breath, he dodged an attack, rolled over and ran the faceless thing through, jerking the sword out and taking a hasty step back before too much blood could be consumed.
Still, already he was shaking slightly.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: Azjol-Nerub
Serenade went for the rack, moving right for a certain staff. It was carved of charred, black wood, with several strange signs carved into it. If one looked at it too long, they began to move and burn the eyes.
He turned and thrust it at the nearest faceless, which began to shrivel. Green, blue and violet energy was drawn into the staff, until the faceless was no more. The symbols on the staff began to glow a soft, dark red.
Post by
Atik
Specter
Azjol'Nerub
Specter nodded, chuckling. "Well now." He said, watching the staff.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Varima Jonespyre
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
Varima nodded for Azuretalon, whose beak skewered another Faceless a couple of times before it collapsed to the floor, and the night elf finished it off. She glanced up just in time to see Serenade use the staff, with bug-eyes.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
"You're not after the Angor Stone, after all. Phew. Safety catch is your best friend, however!" Vincent said, trying to sound cheerful and relieved. He was shaking slightly, though, and his voice was guttural and hoarse, as he struggled to keep the influence of the tainted blood away.
To distract himself, he began scanning the chamber they were in, a wild hope that maybe the Spider Lords had placed all their eggs in one basket, figuratively speaking.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: Azjol-Nerub
"Heh," he grinned. "Everything we hoped for. It seems that we weren't led astray with this one."
Post by
Atik
Specter
Azjol'Nerub
"Undeniably." Specter nodded, glancing at the elven girl.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Varima Jonespyre
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
"Well it's definitely not normal, I'll give it that," Varima stated, carefully stepping around the faceless corpses.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
Vince looked around idly, until his gaze fell on a statue of a nerubian vizier, one pair of its 'arms' holding a sphere, the other held up above its ugly head in a threatening gesture. The vizier seemed to be carved out of a single piece of stone, but something caught the eye of the swordsman - a symbol carved into the surface of the sphere.
"Paint me green and call me a goblin's uncle," Gaillard muttered quietly, forcing himself to stop thinking about taint coursing through his veins and focus on the task at hand.
"You know, I probably should say, thank you, tagging along saved me I have no idea how much but probably a lot of time," he told the group, walking up to the statue and taking out a weathered notebook.
"Let's see here.... Are, there we are."
The swordsman carefully took off his gauntlet, baring his right arm, and placed it on the sphere.
"
Giat.
"
The sphere began to glow through numerous cracks appearing on its surfaces. It was obvious that they formed some kind of a pattern, crossing only at straight angles - and the pattern seemed to change gradually over time.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: Azjol-Nerub
"Excellent," Serenade said. "Time to return to base." He twitched his hand, and the red energy from the staff flowed around his hand and out, forming a dark doorway.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Varima Jonespyre
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
Varima glanced warily at the gateway, "Is that safe?"
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