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Post by
AlicexInxChains
Character(s): Alystra Sundancer
Location: Hearthglen, Western Plaguelands
Era: Wrath of the Lich King
Alsytra had no idea what she was putting herself into. Her midnight black cloak was sleek with rain, along with her hands and the mountain she knelt on. "What of good use is in this bloody town, what with Abenddis gone." she thought as she blinked rainwater out of her crystalline blue eyes.
A shiver ran down her spine as she watched the Scarlet Crusade Armour clad soldiers march. The Hearthglen held something of importance in the Town Hall, and Alystra was told she'd know what it was once she was in there. The issue she was currently in: getting into the town hall. Her ears were tucked into her hood, her armour bore no noticeable High Elven signs; it was all grey. Though that did give away that she was foreign, had no business there. Her weapons, two small daggers, were hidden in her tall boots, and she had a large array of thin, light, smaller than a letter opener sized daggers all in sewn in pockets on a thick cloak on top of her thin riding cloak.
She sighed and brushed her long, golden hair out of her eyes which were bright with determination. She slung her brown knapsack over her shoulder and made a running leap for the roof of the town hall. She landed in a pile of straw just outside. Good; she had been training to be able to leap and roll even with all the knives and equipment for decades. Being a High Elf, she had that sort of time to do that.
Now for a little black magick
, she thought as she whispered something unintellligible, presumably in Demonic and she slowly faded to a thin mist-y shade. Her whole self and her knapsack were slipping into the Town Hall, the crusaders who had seen her blinked once and saw nothing more, a figment of the imagination. This was a very good sign and tipped the scales in Alystra's favor.
Once inside of the Town Hall, she was still a mere shade and could easily look around the hallways and main hall for the 'item' she was paid to look for. Alystra had been paid a good amount of gold to retrieve this, too. She had to get it right, her life would be changed forever if she returned to her employer with it.
Suddenly, there it was. The Orders given by the General Abbendis herself for Hearthglen. The Argent Crusader whom had given her the instructions would surely want these! She made a break for the Orders, but hadn't realized... her cloaking spell was wearing off. By the time she reached the Orders, Scarlet Crusaders surrounded Alystra.
"Why, hello boys. Sorry I can't stay." she said venomously as she grabbed the orders, stuffed them into her knapsack and jumped onto a rail and then she was swinging on the chandelier above the crusaders. Alystra knew they were twisted, cursed, gone for. She used this to her advantage and yelled garbled Demonic that translated to nothing worthy of print and they were utterly lost and confused for a few moments while she sprinted to the Town Hall entrance.
Her life counted on the fact that the Crusaders in the Town Hall hadn't sounded a bell to warn the rest of the town of her intrusion. She made it out alive and was back to the Argent soldier who was waiting on the road nearby with two well bred horses. She walked up to him confidently and handed the orders.
"This... isn't what I wanted. Damn, what kind of Thief are you? You don't get
any
pay. Leave my sight, you
idiot
!" he hollered, eyes filled with rage as he ripped the orders.
"Fine, I'll just borrow one of these horses!" Alystra retorted as she hopped onto a white steed and made a gallop away before the soldier could do anything to stop her.
What bloody else could he have wanted?
she thought as she rode,
whatever, I'll just go rest and worry about what I'm going to do tomorrow when tomorrow comes.
--
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Gunter
Location:
Ironforge
Era:
Cataclysm
Gunter guffawed as he ran down the brick roads of Ironforge, practically skipping if a man of such size could even be capable of such an action. The warrior had nearly reached the first set of gates before he paused, screeching to a halt before the titanic stone entrance and looking down to the woman he had dragged along.
"I say, mayhap we shoudlst decide on a general destination before we doth sally forth gloriously in the name of justice and the most holy of Light." He mused to Darrah.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Curho Demoneye
,
Lak’tuk Demoneye
Location: Ashenvale-Felwood Border
Era: Classic
Curho glared at the human. "We're moving, and quickly. Once we reach Demon's Fall Canyon we will be able to finish the trip with ease. Untill then we're still in the open. Get moving."
Character:
Ormador of Argus
/
Marissa "Talah" Blackswallow
Location: Aldor Rise, Shattarath City / Lower City Shattarath City
Era: The Burning Crusade
Ormador entered the tavern and sat down. The Light had whispered the name of this place to him, or so he had thought it had. Maybe it had been his mind playing tricks on him. Even so, the Aldor and Scryer conflict could wait, the blood elves had lost favor with the Naruu for today. Tomorrow the battle would start anew, however, and he would continue to strive against the fel-tainted monsters that had come to this place.
Talah had also entered and sat back down. Besides the draenei paladin there were now only two or three other people, most of the patrons having had dispersed after L80ETC preformed. She could easily make her kill now, all she needed to do was wait for the dwarf to make her way around to the assassin's table.
Character: Cedric Lighteye
Location: Stair of Destiny, Hellfire Peninsula
Era: The Burning Crusade
Cedric charged into the cover as well, hiding in the darkness and dust - which already was starting to cover his robes - as a massive shadow passed over the area. "What in the name of the Sunstriders..." he muttered, tilting his head to try and see what was casting the shadow.
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Ebony Gang
(
Ebon
, Nina Lurheq), Fright, Fal'uci, The Masked Swordsman, Ras
Location: Great Sea
Era: Cataclysm
One of the ship's crew, not one of Ebon's spies on the ship, however, climbed down into the cargo hold to do a check of the goods they were transporting to Menithil Harbor, and then to Ratchet to sell for profit. He walked by the tower after towers of crates and barrels, all strapped down to prevent them from moving, checking each off of the list as he went. Everything was in order, untill he came to a box lying on the ground by itself with oddly loose supports.
He looked over the manifest. That's odd, he thought to himself. There was nothing on the manuscript about a crate with the ammount of weight or cargo inside - which he determined by moving it slightly and listening ot the clanking of plate and mail armor inside - on the manuscript. He picked up a crowbar and wedged it underneath the lid to pry it open. But movement drew his attention. Another crate, loosely tied down like this one, was shaking slightly. He pulled the crowbar out and set the manifest down. In the hand he had held the clipboard he gripped the dagger he kept for protection as he strode over to the moving crate. With two easy motions, he pried it open.
Fight was standing in a second, and blew two fistfulls of a yellow powerdy gas into the crewmans face. The sailor's eyes immediatley began to burn as he dropped to the ground with a scream, looking up as Fright stepped out of the crate. "Scream and cry," Fright growled as he looked down at the man. "Tell me what you see." The sailor was mute with fear.
The undead alchimist's mask had become a living spider that twitched and hissed as it covered half of a badly rotting face with bloody fanged teeth. Teeth with maggots and mealworms squirming in and out of them.. His robes blew around him a gale and appeared more tattered and torn than they actually were. His fingers and toes had become scythes, and the bone showing through his torn clothing flashed to be bloody or made up of screaming figures every few seconds.
Fight grapped the sailor by his neck and hoisted him up. "Tell me what you see!" he demanded, suffocating dark smoke pouring out of his mouth and worms flying onto the sailor's face as he spoke. The crewman did and Fright dropped the body of man how died of fright seconds later to the deck. The alchemist picked up his scythe from the floor and used it to cut open the throats of two sailors that came to investigate their friend's scream.
The crate containing Morec, the box the sailor had first tried to check, rotted away around the death knight, who stood and stretched before causing the boxes containing his other two friends to decay and release them. "Change of plans, gentlecorpses," Morec said, pulled Armageddon out of its sheath and resting the blade on his plate-armored shoulder. "We're taking over this ship."
Post by
Arraya
Aelia Nightsong
Astranaar, Ashenvale
Classic
((Oh Morec ur going there too?))
Before departing Aelia equiped a long dark purple cloak that almost wrapped her body like a robe, then she pulled a hood from it, leaving her hair fall out from the sides.
"
Mist!
" She called her loyal companion that has been with her since the sundering of the great single continent of Kalimdor.
A big white frostsaber ran to her, It understanded Night Elven tongue. She quickly hopped on it and said in Darnassian: "
To Demon Fall Canyon.
" The frostsaber quickly ran on the indicated direction.
Post by
470415
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Behelich
Character
:
Wilhelm Meyer
Location
: Ashenvale-Felwood border
Era
: Classic
"Fine, fine," Meyer raised his hands defensively, throwing the shroud on once again, "Don't get your knickers in a twist," he added, spurring Taintspark.
Post by
Arraya
Aelia Nightsong
Astranaar, Ashenvale
Classic
((Last post for today I gtg, bye))
Aelia's frostsaber was getting thirsty, she headed to Silverwind Refuge.
"
Were here Mist, I will stop at Silverwind Refuge so that we may rest, all these years seem to pass by so fast...
" She said to her frostsaber in a low voice while heading for the House where she would pass the day.
Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Richard Price
Location:
Sentinel Hill Inn - Westfall
Era:
Cataclysm
"Just the salad," Richard told the waitress when she came to take his order. He lowered his voice, "Could it be possible that any runaway criminals have been here recently? Do you know where I can find them?"
The young waitress stared wide eyed at Richard, before walking off in a hurry.
'Odd...'
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Curho Demoneye
,
Lak’tuk Demoneye
Location: Ashenvale-Felwood Border
Era: Classic
Curho rode on, the two groups passing each other without a word - Curho's group ensuring that by keeping out of sight. After moving a a slow but silent pace for a few minutes after they were out of eyesight of each other, Curho spurred his mount to full speed and galloped towards the canyon. The Burning Blade Cultists did the same.
Character: Cedric Lighteye
Location: Stair of Destiny, Hellfire Peninsula
Era: The Burning Crusade
Cedric was speechless. That thing was massive, and the ammount of green smoke that flooded from the exhausts on its shoulders seemed to indicate that it was being fueled by massive, massive ammounts of burning fel energy.
Character: Ebony Gangsters
Location: Sentinel Hill Inn - Westfall
"You, out-of-towner," a pair of human gangsters walked towards Richard. "I don't know what your reasons for stopping here are, but I suggest you forget them and move on. This town dosn't need someone like you sniffing around where he shouldn't be." One of the gangsters clamped a hand onto Richard's shoulder to pull him out of his seat.
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Ebony Gang
(
Ebon
, Nina Lurheq), Fright, Fal'uci, The Masked Swordsman, Ras
Location: Great Sea
Era: Cataclysm
The gas that Fright had used on the first sailor flooded out of the hull and onto the deck, all the sailors in the lower portion of the ship were immediately caught in it. They either cried out in fear or went mute with terror, all the while the four undead stepping into and then out of it again with no problems as they made their way up towards the helms.
"Everyone stay calm, we are taking over this ship," Morec announced, then turned the helmsman into a festering skeleton with a blast of necromantic energy. "And running around in terror makes you so much harder to hit."
Nina had been standing just a few feet away from the helmsman when he was disposed of. She stared, mouth agape at Morec. What the hell was he doing?
"Just being me, my dear," Morec smiled at her and then looked around for more crewmembers to kill.
Post by
Atik
Vivias
Hellfire
Burning Crusade
Vivi rushed forward, jumping up and clinging to the side of the fel reaver's leg. "Bucket of bolts." She grunted, throwing herself up the leg further. "Overgrown tin can." She said with another heave, the insults soon turning into pure profanity as she scaled up the monster's side.
Once high enough, she steadied her breathing, beginning to take the fel magics than ran the beast into herself.
Post by
Behelich
Character
:
Wilhelm Meyer
Location
: Ashenvale-Felwood border
Era
: Classic
Taintspark kept up easily with the rest of the steeds, Meyer obscurely putting considerable effort into seeming as laid-back and aloof as possible.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Curho Demoneye
,
Lak’tuk Demoneye
Location: Ashenvale
Era: Classic
Curho rode on, eyes pried for any Horde scouts of lumbering opperations in this part of the forest. They would have to avoid them, as much as he hated to admit it. With their supplies stretched and in the middle of such a delicate opperation, they would have to be absolutely sure no self-righteous heroes got wind of their plans.
Character: Cedric Lighteye
Location: West of Falcon Watch, Hellfire Peninsula
Era: The Burning Crusade
Cedric's eyebrow cocked at the sight of the night elf jumping onto the fel reaver. "What the fel...," was his response, and a fitting response it was. What kind of madwoman, even among the night elves, would take on that kind of thing straight on?
The fel reaver stretched to try and reach the demon hunter, but its arms had not been designed to pry things off of its back.
Post by
470415
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Morec0
Character: Cedric Lighteye
Location: West of Falcon Watch, Hellfire Peninsula
Era: The Burning Crusade
"What do you think the chances are it gets weakened enough to fall?" Cedric asked. "She's draining the fel from it, can't you feel that? It runs on demonic energy and she's draining it..." The sheer fact a
night elf
was doing just that astounded him. "If she can weaken it enough, we should run. I think we can all agree that being here after she drains it fully is an aweful idea."
Post by
Monday
Character
:
Kishkumaen
Location
: Ebony Gang Headquarters
Era
: Cataclysm
"It's not that I'm not surprised, it's just that I expected this," Kish said to Morec, reappearing.
Post by
470415
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Morec0
Character: Cedric Lighteye
Location: West of Falcon Watch, Hellfire Peninsula
Era: The Burning Crusade
Cedric nodded in agreement.
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Ebony Gang
(
Ebon
, Nina Lurheq), Fright, Fal'uci, The Masked Swordsman, Ras
Location: Great Sea
Era: Cataclysm
"To be perfectly honest; I was fine with lying in the box untill we made landfall," Morec admited. "It was my Scarecrow-expy friend there," he nodded towards Fright, "that decided to make a move. And, well, I never like to miss a good slaughter!"
"You are a complete idiot!" Nina yelled, storming over to Morec. "The Alliance will look into what happened to this ship, and easily find out that there was some additional cargo added at the last minute with all those eyewitnesses on the docks! They might even be able to identify me!"
"I'd like to identify you myself," Morec muttered under his breath as she ranted on.
"With the crew manifest the dockmaster has they may even be able to track down the other occupations of the crew! Even my boss' employe on this ship! If they learn that Ebon might have had something to do with the crew and ship's dissapearence the resulting backlash on the gang would be horrible!"
"Horrible?" Morec repeated, looking deep into Nina's eyes. "HORRIBLE? HA! You think you know what horrible is?
I
know horrible, I was
made
by horrible. Let me tell you; all it takes is
one
foul occurance. One
destructively
aweful event and even the greatest hero can and likely will be reduced into a monster. I wasn't a great hero, you can see where that got me." He chuckled in the back of his throat. "But that's a tale for another time, doll-face."
Nina was just a little too furious to care about what he said, but she heard every word all the same.
Post by
Monday
Character
:
Kishkumaen
Location
: Ebony Gang Headquarters
Era
: Cataclysm
"Chill, Nina," Kish drawled. "We're still on track. We'll hop ship before it lands, I'll sneak ashore and steal the manifest."
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Ebony Gang
(
Ebon
, Nina Lurheq), Fright, Fal'uci, The Masked Swordsman, Ras
Location: Great Sea
Era: Cataclysm
"Oh sure, steal the manifest from Stormwind harbor when we're heading for Kalimdor. Brilliant! Not to mention that there's no way we can show up in Menethil like this ship was supposed to and not have the entire guard gunning for us!" The gangster rolled her eyes. "And how do you even intend to get us to the west anyway? We're barely a day's sail out."
"With a little help," Morec snapped his fingers. Necromantic magic washed over the corpses of the crew below them and pulled them back to life. "Meet the Pebblekeepers. They'll get us there in far better time than any living crew could have." The ghouls moved to man the stations they had in life, Morec himself relaxing against the railing and his undead allies meandering around the ship doing whatever they wished while Nina just continued to scowl.
Post by
Monday
Character
:
Kishkumaen
Location
: Ebony Gang Headquarters
Era
: Cataclysm
Kish rolled his eyes. "Please, you expected me to be out here without an escape route?" He held up a remote and waggled it. "I can stop by Stormwind and be back in about two hours."
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