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Reckoning of a New Age | Open Roleplay
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Morec0
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Ashenvale
"If I had to guess," Ivan said, "either wanna members of the cult of the damned, or some of those Royalists I've heard about - although I ddin't think there were any here in Kalimdor."
Post by
Persen
Jessara Gaunt
Hearthglen, Western Plaguelands
"It's not here!" Jessara shouted and slammed the drawer shut. "It's nowhere around here!"
The group gathered around the upset female.
"You knew it was a long shot from the beginning. We didn't even know for sure that the place would be intact!" one stated.
"It's just a ring you know", said another.
"My father's ring!" Jessara screeched, but she quickly came to her senses again. "Whatever!"
"Arros is right. It was a long shot..."
"I said
whatever!
"
"Okay, okay... Let's get out of here, then."
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Undercity
"Alright, pack your bags," Sithia said, walking up to Vrem and Morec. "There's been some kind of supposed Royalist activity in the Western Plaugelands, particularly around Scholomance. We're going to investigate."
Vrem started to stand, but Morec stopped you. "Who made you the leader?" the death knight asked the mage, "last I checked, I was the bossy one around here."
Sithia glared at him. "Because, I'm considering freezing you to the point where any attempt of moving will cause you to shatter into hundreds of peices. Understand?"
"I love it when you threaten me," Morec said, grinning. Sithia rolled her eyes and walked away, Vrem and his pets following. With a shrug, Morec followed the other two forsaken.
Post by
Persen
Jessara Gaunt
Western Plaguelands
Once they got out in the open, Arros, the mage, stopped the group and said quietly:
"Let's head east, towards the river. These lands are swarming with filthy forsaken and humans."
"Yes, let's go east, right into the arms of the Argent Crusade", one of the others replied.
"No, east until we get to the border, then we follow the river south... It's the safest way to Scholomance."
"
Scholomance?
" Jessara suddenly asked, having been quiet since the argument in Hearthglen. Despite her long membership in the Cult, she had never set foot at the school of necromancy. "I've never been there."
"Well, about time then. It's mostly abandoned, with all the scum around here interfering... You should have seen it... before. It was magnificent."
The party continued walking cautiously, knowing their chances would be slim if they were detected.
Post by
Monday
Fel Cultist
The Twilight Highlands
The cultist had stepped through the portal, exiting near the necropolis. He took a deep, fel laced breath. "Where da necropolis be gettin' to?" he asked himself.
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Twilight Highlands
"My lord, we've tracked energy fluctuation nearby!"
"Intruders... Baron, take care of it."
"As you wish."
"Runeweavers, send the coordinates to baron."
"Already done, my lord."
Nilakanta soared up high, carrying Corvus on his back. In a few minutes they've reached the place and noticed the troll, dressed strangely.
"Give me just one reason not to destroy you where you stand." - snarled Corvus, while his mount landed heavily in front of the infiltrator, so that he would be between the wyrm's front legs.
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Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Twilight Highlands
After hours of flying Krutos was feeling really bad. All his muscles were aching and the bat was also getting tired. But he was also getting close to his goal, the strange call was now filling his whole mind. It was puling him towards some of the highest mountain peaks in the area.
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Twilight Highlands
"My lord, another one has heard the call!"
"Excellent. Gulamar, meet our guest."
Prince Gulamar mounted Nidhogg and soared to their guest ((Krutos)), easily detecting his unnerveness by the call and his power.
"Hail, stranger. What brings you here?" - he asked, rising above the shaman. Nidhogg spread his wings and roared.
Post by
Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Twilight Highlands
- "I was called here.", answered Krutos. He was like in trance, just staring the elf and the wyrm it was riding.
Post by
Behelich
Gulamar
Twilight Highlands
"You will come with me." - stated Gulamar. Nidhogg grabbed the shaman and flew to Zeramas. When they reached the necropolis, Gulamar dismounted and stepped into a portal, gesturing Krutos to follow him.
They paced along dark corridors, going past chanting runeweavers, training death knights and studying necromancers. They came across a vast hall, where Argastrasz the Devourer was resting - for now. Finally, they made it to a circular chamber with a throne. An enormous statue of king Arthas stood behind it, casting thick shadow. An outline of a robed figure sitting on the throne could be barely seen, and a dward was kneeling at it.
"
You are doing well, thane Ermingild. Berengar clan pleases me. Carry on your duty. Dismissed.
"
"Yes, my lord." - said thane and hurried out of the throne chamber.
"Kneel." - hissed Gulamar, urging Krutos.
"
Name yourself, stranger. What do you seek in this place?
" - said the robed figure.
Post by
Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Zeramas
- "Krutos Stormwalker, milord.", said the tauren after kneeling and bowing his head.
- "I seek the one who called me here, know what that spirit wants from me."
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Twilight Highlands
"I called you here, so that you could serve this world." - said the figure and stood up, uncovering its face.
"I am Morgan Overdale." - pronounced the necromancer. - "You have seen my minions, you have been witness to the dreadful power of my organization. What, do you think, we are?"
Post by
Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Twilight Highlands
- "Scourge.", answered Krutos. "The same that attacked Undercity yesterday."
He felt how some new power was pushing into his mind, surrounding it and trying to creep into the deepest corners of it.
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Twilight Highlands
"You are partially correct. We are the ones, who know that the world is in danger. We are the ones, who understand the threat posed by the Burning Legion, the Old Gods' servants, the Forsaken. We are the ones, who stand between the living and the dead to protect the former. We are the ones, who are hated by everyone, because we know that the goal justifies the means. We are the ones, who will not let this world burn, even if it takes decimating half of its population into our ranks so that the other half could leave. We are this world's last resort, although it will never accept us."
His voice echoed across the necropolis, and each and every one of the Royalists roared in agreement.
"
We are the True Scourge of Him, Who Slumbers Until The Time Comes.
"
Morgan stood silent for thirty seconds, than took Krutos's head and made the tauren look at his pale face with glowing eyes.
"Do you now understand, why did I call you, shaman?"
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Ashenvale
"Well, that's good news," Kirsta said with a smile. "The further into Alliance territory we go the more I'm sure we wont see any sign of the Horde or those cultists."
But the higher the chance I can kill some innocents, Blackbite reminded her.
Krista's smile faded.
Ivan put a comforting hand on his sister's shoulder, trying to help her belive that everything would be fine.
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313143
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Post by
Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Twilight Highlands
- "Yes, milord, I understand.", answered Krutos, staring to the necromancer's eyes. And as he look at them, he felt the how the power, surrounding his mind, was gaining strength and pushed even deeper into his consciousness.
Post by
Atik
Locronos
Ashenvale
"So..." Locronos started, following the others, "Where are you all heading to?"
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Twilight Highlands
"Good."
Morgan let the tauren go and gestured at the door, where a gray-skinned figure loomed now.
"This is Baghadur, chieftain of the Black Sun clan." - as Morgan spoke, orc stood at attention and saluted. - "Their shaman is old and wise, and it is him who will teach you everything you need to know for now."
Morgan went back to the throne, into the shadow, and now only two lights of his eyes could be seen, almost impaling everyone he looked at. He spoke again in tauren language.
"When more Shu'Halo join us, it will be your task to make sure spirits' guidance will not leave your people. Do not fail me, Krutos. Very soon, I will have a job for you."
Now nothing was glowing in the shadows. Baghadur came up to Krutos and whispered - "Audience is over, tauren. Follow me."
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