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Post by
Atik
Specter
Azjol'Nerub
Specter fell to a knee, the blast ending. The Nerubians has been either pushed back or fried. The eld breathed heavily, standing back up. "Move." He commanded the others, doing so himself.
Post by
Rivenspire
Vilsord
Badlands
"I hear fewer archaeologists. It must be powerful to have phased the dwarves."
Vilsord adjusted her hat and continued to make approximations as to the direction the energy stemmed from whenever the path split.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
Vincent did not have any fancy means of resisting the spell, if one did not count endurance and toughness accumulated over some three decades of fighting every enemy in his metaphysical weight category. He let out a howl of pain, not bothering to conceal the fact that
damn
, it
hurt
, then, when the wave subsided, took out a flat, transparent container full of blood previously attached to the inner side of his cloak, removed the lid and dipped the sword into it. The ruby on the hilt glowed brightly when the blade consumed blood, and when the container was dry - completely dry, with not a single trace of blood left - Vincent shut it and attached it to the cloak again.
The whole operation took at most several seconds.
Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Sutha
Location:
Badlands
Sutha is a female Broken draenei that lived through the first fall of the Burning Legion. During the war on Draenor, she was transformed in to the ghastly sight she is. When she was placed in seclusion in Shattrath as the draenei deemed exactly what she was, her soul hardened until she could no longer feel any love towards her brother, or the Light that had once guided her.
After the death of her brother, Eidan, and the fall of Shattrath, Sutha went in to exile. Not much is known about her disappearance, only that she has appeared with the rumors of powerful artifacts. It is assumed that she learned the arts of deception and trickery, becoming a master rogue in her exile. She has quickly established herself in illegal affairs all across Azeroth and beyond. The key to her success is a strict, "no questions asked" policy.
Her face is hidden by a pale purple cloak that she wears around herself. All that is seen is her glowing blue eyes, and braided black hair. Sutha is renowned for her excellent smuggling tactics, along with her ruthlessness on the battlefield.
The wind kicked up a small whirlwind of sand that blew across the Badlands; a desert land inhabited only by the strong and resilient. Sutha knew that power lurked beneath the dusty sand bowl—or at least that's what her employer had told her.
"The first artifact is in the Badlands. I have no specific information to give you. Your task is to retrieve this artifact of power and return it to me immediately upon possessing it. You will be rewarded handsomely. Don't try and take the artifact for yourself though . . . you will be constantly monitored, watched and killed if you stray from your task. Don't let me down Sutha."
This was the task that was given to her. It was her mission to complete it.
Sutha's outline shimmered as she hid invisibly in the shadows of the Badlands. She had encountered many other hunters looking for her artifact, but what they lacked was trickery and skill.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: Azjol-Nerub
Serenade followed after Specter. "Keep going," he called back. "We don't want to be here in a few minutes.
They
are watching."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Azjol'Nerub
"Curioser and curioser," Vincent muttered under his nose, following the trio and humming quietly.
Post by
Atik
Specter
Azjol'Nerub
"Sorry.... about that." Specter told the others, hesitating. It was as if he wasn't used to apologizing.
He kept moving through the tunnels.
Post by
Rivenspire
Vilsord
Badlands
Vilsord walked slowly towards the dwarves. Slowly, she reached into her sleeve for the paper and held it out as she took one careful step after another towards them.
"We are here to investigate what has been uncovered."
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: Azjol-Nerub
"It's up ahead," Serenade said as they passed into a large chamber. Several platforms were suspended over an empty chasm on their right side, and to their left, a large podium was set. "There's a tunnel behind the webs over there. We go through that and pop out near an old square. It's in a temple of some sort above the square."
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Post by
Rivenspire
Vilsord
Badlands
Vilsord circled the pedestal from a safe distance, tilting her hat back so that she could scrutinize it more clearly. With each revolution, she inched closer with tedious caution.
"Is this anything you recognize?"
She didn't take her eyes off the goblet while addressing Hazel.
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Post by
Rivenspire
Vilsord
Badlands
"That is inconsistent with the era of the ruins. If the dwarves are just now excavating this area, how did they find something of dwarven design?"
Vilsord continued to make her way towards the goblet. She extended one hand forward fingers reaching outward but didn't touch it quite yet.
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Post by
Rivenspire
Vilsord
Badlands
Vilsord nodded, then allowed the tips of her fingers to grace the goblet experimentally.
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Post by
Rivenspire
Vilsord
Badlands
Catching Hazel's anxious expression, Vilsord picked up the goblet. She opted to conceal it by dropping it in her hat which she then returned to her head.
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Post by
Rivenspire
Vilsord
Badlands
Vilsord did exactly that, traversing the caves quickly with massive strides anomalous with her typical care. All the while she had one hand on her hat, attempting to keep it upright.
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