Mysterious Mists of Change {Open RP}

Post by Behelich

Character: Ohrmuzd
Location: Wild Shore

Ohrmuzd gazed upon the shore contemplatively, then heaved himself over the board.

"Hngh. Let them scurry," he declared. "Let them carry the word and open a bounty hunt on me. Just once they will be useful for something greater than blade greasing."

The berserker raised his arm, watching gashes and bruises covering it thin, lighten and fade.

"I am considering wearing armor," the albino grunted. "Of what I gather, too much is spent healing me. Hnnngh. It is not proper."

Character: Jastiel Vorei
Location: Ironforge

"The only question you need to concern yourself with is how not to end up on the wrong end of that weapon," the cryomancer snorted.

"I could not care less about your presence, I suppose, so long as you are not impeding me. But fair is fair and you should know not all of my... prospective companions, let's put it that way, are as tolerant and forgiving as me."

Post by oneforthemoney

Character: Faust Kaufman, Captain Sterling
Location: Stranglethorn

Faust rocked with the boat, a contemplative look. "I see. Yes, I suppose I could scrounge something up. Any particular preference? After all," he added with a meaningful grin and fluff of his lapels, "clothes make the man."

Character: Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location: Ironforge

"I'll manage," George replied drily.

Post by Behelich

Character: Ohrmuzd
Location: Wild Shore

Ohrmuzd threw Faust a look that was only mostly one of irritation; a hint of pity could be seen by those who knew where to look.

"Hrrnnnngh. A fledgling, a weakling in dragonbone panoply is nothing but a laughingstock," he retorted. "And an entire city can shiver in fear from the mere sight of a man in holey underwear and a rubber duckling on his head after just one massacre."

The berserker rolled his neck with an audible crack of vertebrae rubbing against one another.

"I need armor that will protect me and not hinder my movements. Hnngh. That covers the unnecessary decorations. Color matters not either - soon it will be one of caked blood anyway."

Post by oneforthemoney

Character: Faust Kaufman, Captain Sterling
Location: Stranglethorn

Faust shrugged, letting the comment on attire roll over him and past. "Let's agree to disagree. Now then, I suppose I can find something. But in the meantime, we need to ensure you are properly engaged. That in mind, I have found a few who might present, if not a challenge, then at least ample opportunities for appropriate bloodshed.

"Unless," he added with a sideways glance at the albino, "you had a particular next stop in mind for your...ahem, works?"

Post by Behelich

Character: Ohrmuzd
Location: Wild Shore

"I am listening," Ohrmuzd growled.

Post by oneforthemoney

Character: Faust Kaufman, Captain Sterling
Location: Stranglethorn

Faust smiled indulgently. "Of course you are." He settled onto the keel of the boat, facing the albino. In a calm tone, as of one who was used to explaining options and didn't quite care which the recipient selected, as both led to where they wanted to go, he began:

"The first possibility is actually not to far away from here," he said, gesturing idly towards the open sea. "On a nearby isle, in fact. He is experimenting with monkeys, gorillas primarily if you must know, and goes by the name of Doctor Simon Baum. And by experimenting, I mean of course torturing and mutating them in some twisted attempt at science. I doubt he's even really sure just what he's doing any longer." Faust laughed chidingly, as though some particular aspect of this amused him. "His...his research has been gaining some interest of certain parties, and the sort of parties they throw are not the ones you walk home from! Gah-ha! Not...not with your original legs anyway! Gahaha!"

"Oh mercy...That being said," he continued after his mirth subsided, "I believe he will conform to your current moralizing murderous moniker, working on a place named skull island and all, the cliche alone more than warranting-"

Faust abruptly whipped his head around and glared into the waters. For the briefest of moments, a great shadow seemed to pass beneath the rolling blue waves, only to vanish as though only a trick of the eyes amongst the shimmer of the waters. Emerald eyes narrowed as Faust's mouth became a long, hard line.

After a moment when nothing else occurred, he turned back to the albino, his smile returning but the mood decidedly sobered. "The second option is on Pandaria, in a small fishing village near the Jade Forest. There is an exchange operation ongoing there, with some more radical pandarian elements joining in. I have done business with them at times, but with the lifting of the mists they have proven less than helpful. Their leader is not to be underestimated, doubly so as a certain worgen is sniffing about there. His name is Lao Don, and his rank amongst the exchange is well earned.

"They, however, you may wish to avoid for now. A far more subtle strength is employed by some of their more key operators, who are admittedly present. Of course, the final decision is up to you.

"I suggest you choose quickly," Faust said, slowly rising to his feet. Despite being shorter than Ohrmuzd, his very presence seemed to loom over him like the long shadow cast by ancient mountains. His eyes glittered like gems, boring into Ohrmuzd not with threat, but with a subtle urgency. "Events," he said in a low, warning tone, "may be moving faster than anticipated."

Post by Neonhyper

Character: Maelle Nightsong, Saelyn Nighthawk
Location: Desolace

"Precisely," Maelle replied, as if the idea was nothing to her. In fact, her expression never glinted with surprise or acknowledgment, as if the time she had spent alone in the grove was enough to consider all the possibilities of their confrontation with the warlock and his allies.

Saelyn approached the kodo that the priestess was avoiding, quietly speaking under her breath to the creature. It had seemed apprehensive around the other woman, but calmed somewhat at the druid's attention. Maelle threw a glance at the scene and sighed, gesturing for the others follow her as she exited the city through an arch. There was a wide stretch of flourishing life around the Cenarion glade, but beyond that was wasteland. A small path stretched that far, and she followed it.

The blind elf nudged the kodo forward, "Go on," she said. The kodo rumbled, before making its way after Maelle, and Saelyn followed alongside the massive creature, one hand on its hide.

Character: Holly Whiteridge
Location: Townlong Steppes

"There you go!" Holly exclaimed, while patting Silver forward. The gelding tossed his head and snorted, not amused by the development or the switch in rider. Regardless, Holly pushed him onwards and he started a steady gait in the direction they were heading, this time the young girl walking beside the horse.

There appeared to be a camp a ways in the distance, on a rise above the terraced land they were currently on.

Character: Valor, Victoria Hawthorne
Location: Zul'Gurub

Isaac's observations were more than right. The trolls were trying to cut the bridge, an effort that would sink both the elf and the half blood into the frenzy infested waters below--and the ravenous creatures now had a fierce taste for blood. Valor followed Isaac's lead, dashing in the opposite direction with swords slashing, ducking blows, in an attempt to make it to the trolls at the end of the bridge trying to cut the ropes while their fellows evacuated.

Unfortunately, the haste meant he couldn't put all his attention into blocking, and strips of red flew from Valor's form in streaking beads.

At the top of the temple stood a lanky troll flanked by two, much larger, bodyguards. The skinny jungle native was clad in gaudy, thin robes covered in beads, bones, feathers, and other such trinkets. His face was streaked by white paint and both his tusks were cracked. A mane of wild, yellow green hair flew in all directions, and his red eyes were crazed.

He screamed something at the sight of Zachary, but his bodyguards were already charging.

Character: Carmelita Jacqueline "Jack" Liorahven
Location: Dalaran

"Except dead men. Supposedly they don't tell tales," Jack mused, before her sharp eyes flicked to either side suspiciously. Her skin prickled warily and she grimaced, like some sensation she couldn't pinpoint locked away by something more than awareness. She then addressed Jared, "If you're ready, we can leave now."

Post by Monday

Character: Jared O'Reilly
Location: Dalaran

"Almost," he said. "I just need to pick up a couple things from my room. Shall we meet on the landing pad in, say, half an hour?"

Character: Zachary Palesen
Location: Zul'Gurub

The energy flew from one hand, gathering around one of the charging troll's legs and flaring to life; pain like a thousand charlie horses gathered around the troll.

As soon as he cast the spell, he grabbed for the shotgun, placing it against his shoulder and calmly kneeling to take aim.

Character: Vanitas Caligula
Location: Ironforge

"Very well," Vanitas said, trying to defuse the tension. "Shall we prepare everything we need before we go? Some food and a little rest might be helpful before we launch ourselves back into the fray."

Post by Adamsm

Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, Midnight
Kun-Lai Summit

"So that's the world famous hide out of the ninja bears?" Midnight asked, looking up at the Monastery on top of the mountain. "And we need to go there, because the Prince asked us to?" She shook her head.

"Let's get going." Koran said, and started up the path. Kiran took a few sniffs of the air, then followed along, watching the path on both sides; the last travelers they had seen had warned of issues with the pathway recently.

Post by Atik

Xander Greyfang
Townlong Stepps

Xander had the feeling suddenly that the two of them weren't alone. Glancing outwards, he spotted another, far different, camp in the distance. The tents were far more neatly made, the entire place looking planed to the last detail.

"Well, threre's something..."

Locronos
Icecrown

"Well, in that case." Locronos commented. "I don't see any harm in grabbing a few drinks for the journey."

Post by Neonhyper

Character: Holly Whiteridge
Location: Townlong Steppes

Holly looked up at Xander and grinned, "Look! We can go there!"

Character: Valor, Victoria Hawthorne
Location: Zul'Gurub

Victoria still had a free hand for a gun, and her pistol shot the second troll bodyguard in the calf so that he tripped and stumbled alongside his companion. Both of them shouted curses in their native tongue as they stormed after Zachary, while Tori slipped past them towards the more obvious leader.

It was well known that Victoria was anything but subtle, a word that could not be used to describe how she tackled the lanky troll to the ground with the full force of her body and slammed his head down into the stone. It wasn't hard enough to knock him out (she didn't have quite the body strength for that) but was enough to daze him as she unwrapped the object she was holding while pinning him to the ground.

What she held was an ornate mirror, but that was not elaborate enough to describe the treasure she held. The glass seemed to gleam even when no light hit it, a pool of hidden depths behind a reflected surface. It was surrounded by intricate metalworking in silver and gold, with blue gems of various hues wrapped into the filigree. There were small designs of leaves and flowers, animals, and arcane runes. Victoria held it up by two slim handles built into the designs on either side of the mirror proper.

Character: Carmelita Jacqueline "Jack" Liorahven
Location: Dalaran

"I believe that will be sufficient," Jack replied, leaning back in her chair casually and tipped her head back to finish off her drink, following with a sharp intake of breath. The woman merely eyed Locronos, "If you feel the need to be intoxicated around freezing corpses, be my guest."

Post by Atik

Xander Greyfang
Townlong Stepps

Xander nodded. "Yeah..." He commented, straining and trying to see if there was actually anyone in the camp. "Let's get a closer look." He suggested.

Post by morginar

Character: Elthalis Azureweaver
Location: Dalaran

The elf sighed in disapoint. But she continiued to scry, hoping a last word to be spoken and reveal the secrets.

Character: Lyshalis Mirkdancer
Location: Desolace

Lyshalis stretched her arms up before she began to walk along the others.

Character: Falionna Shadesong
Location: Kun-Lai Summit

As the dark ranger crawled a shadow befel her and a furred palm strikte her back and Falionna fell 'asleep'. And a pair of strong pandaren hands carried the undead elf away to the village for healing.

Post by Snake387

Character: Hexic Lawdon
Location: Ironforge

"I guess this is where we part ways then, anyhow, it was nice doing business with you," Hexic told the Captain, holding out his hand briefly before remembering that nobody wanted to touch a dead person's hand.

"Yeah, I'll send someone to Menethil to check if what you said was true. You'd better not be lying." the Captain replied stone-faced.

"Yeah, I'm not lying. But thanks for the benefit of the doubt." Hexic replied before spinning round and making for the Forlorn Cavern.

Post by Behelich

Character: Ohrmuzd
Location: Wild Shore

"Subtlety. Hnnngh," Ohrmuzd grunted contemplatively. He bared his teeth in a bloodthirsty grin that had defiance of everything the other stood for - whatever it was, which mattered little - written all over it.

"Subtlety requires tranquility, but time for that has not come. Not yet," the berserker added somewhat vaguely, watching the crimson blade glint under the midday sun for several seconds, then ramming the weapon into the sheath. He leaned back against the wood of the hull, letting his forearms dangle overboard and the tips of his fingers touch the surface of the sea.

"Skull Island, was it? I just might have the presence of mind to make the toponym, hnnnngh, literal."

Character: Jastiel Vorei
Location: Ironforge

"Well, it's not like we're heading out right now - I was promised streamers. I might just dawdle some time while Pigtails gets back," Jastiel shrugged.

Character: Azazel Ashwood
Location: Zul'Gurub

Even as he slashed his way forward, time seemed to slow down for Azazel. He felt as if he was moving painfully slowly, barely making any progress at all. The half-blood was balancing on a metaphorical tightrope, and did not, could not know for certain if he were to reach the end safely. He readily assumed the worst about his opponents, believing them ready to let their own brothers in arms feed the frenzies if it meant killing him and Valor.

For a brief moment the boy closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, he was almost at peace. He would give all he had to give, as always. The race to escape the ramshackle bridge had started, and it would end when it ended. He would make it, or he would not. Only one truth remained now, only one simple knowing flashed in his mind.

Kill or be killed.

Azazel allowed himself a small smile. This was positively exhilarating.

The scion of Ahriman clawed and raked, he tore and kicked, and once he even bit into a pointy ear to prevent its bearer from escaping. He was far from unscathed, and even though none of the wounds he had sustained were serious, they were numerous. But, then again, that was just the price he had to pay, and he had known it well enough before getting thrown into the chaos of melee.

Kill or be killed, and may the blood flow freely. That is all there is to it.

Character: Vargariel "the Bear" Chandaris
Location: Desolace

Vargariel walked along, humming quietly behind the visor of his signature helmet. He had little musical talent, so his enthusiasm would have to do. The warrior found himself pleasingly tranquil - the path ahead was straight and simple, after all.

Post by oneforthemoney

Character: Faust Kaufman
Location: Stranglethorn

"Suspiciously named geography aside, can I assume that means Skull Island has been decided on?"

Character: Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location: Ironforge

Proving once more that names have power, there was a sudden cry of, "Streamers!" Followed by several of said multicoloured objects being draped upon Jastiel.

Post by Behelich

Character: Ohrmuzd
Location: Wild Shore

"Yes."

Character: Jastiel Vorei
Location: Ironforge

Jastiel blinked as he processed just what had happened to him. The cryomancer then spread his arms wide - with all due care so as not to let a single streamer fall off of him - and raised his chin.

"Behold," the youth deadpanned. "I am now fabulous."

Post by Stabhorn

Character: ?
Location: ?

The massive winged figure settled onto his four legs and fingered the spear lashed to his side. His tusks swiveled with his head as he turned towards a flash of light. To a mortal, it would have seemed that the immense figure stood on an invisible ground. The room seemed a sphere of the Great Dark no floor, roof or walls. Stars, planets and galaxies floating in a black void. But the figure was just a black silhouette, no matter what light the stars cast.

The flash of light, which caused him to turn, was a portal opening. A much smaller figure, perhaps the size of a tall human, stepped through, letting the portal close with another flash. He too appeared to stand on nothing and was a black silhouette, although the figure may have changed his shape for this meeting. The figure spoke first, "I hope you are well?"

"Well enough," he growled at the lesser being, "How does it go?"

"Well enough," said the figure. The winged being snarled, he was sure the little figure was smiling.

"What is the status for your mission?" he snapped, "How is she?"

"She is dead," replied the figure, "Or as good as. She is no longer of any consequence. "

"No consequence?" he roared at the little one, "Everything hung upon her!"

"No," the figure replied, "There is another. I will do it with him. And all is well. Until our next meeting." With that the figure opened the portal and stepped through it calling, "Bye bye, Anhi!" the portal closed with another flash.

Aghast, Anhi stared at the spot where the other had departed. How had he figured out his name? This was most troubling and had better be worth his time. Snorting, Anhi rose into the sky on black wings.

Post by oneforthemoney

Character: Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location: Ironforge

"Yes," Tula solemnly informed him. "Yes you are."

Character: Faust Kaufman
Location: Stranglethorn

Faust smiled indulgently. "Oh good. Well then, I'd best be off. It will be a bit of a task to find a suitable tailor without prior appointment," he added, producing a round watch and checking the hour. He glanced back to Ohrmuzd. "I trust you can manage yourself until such a time as I return?"

Post by Monday

Character: Jared O'Reilly
Location: Dalaran

"Very well," Jared said, standing. "Soon, then." Without another word, he swept from the inn.

Character: Zachary Palesen
Location: Zul'Gurub

Zach slammed his shoulder into the one with the injured calf, sending him staggering into the other and tripping up both. He then turned to watch the mirror intently. The first test of an artifact was not something you wanted to miss.

Character: Vanitas Caligula
Location: Ironforge

"I approve of this," Vanitas said, eyeing the streamers. "Nothing makes a fight festive like adding streamers to the soldiers."

Mysterious Mists of Change {Open RP}

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