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Post by
Atik
Locronos
Twilight Highlands
The enemy of his enemy...
Locronos thought. It was interesting, the idea of so many factions out to either destroy or rule this world.
And what one was he? He thought about the Scourge and the Legion...
Eventually, Locronos settled upon the lesser of two evils. "How may I help you, Morgan?"
Okay, I'll play along,
Locronos thought
but if he has me bark and call him master; he and his cult will be frozen solid.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
"Maybe," Ivan said with a nod. "I don't know her that well yet, but she is very beautiful."
Bloodhowl didn't comment, but Ivan knew that he was still listening in. The silence, althogh slighlty comforting, did not bode well.
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Border of the Twilight Highlands
Morec and Vrem continued after the Royalists, knowing that they were leading them into a trap of some kind by not willing to leave Sithia behind. The Forsaken mage herself continued to struggle, attempting to freeze the death knight solid as he carried her off.
Post by
Behelich
((Now, I'd recommend you to go to the first page of Q&A and find out, who of the living is under Morgan right now))
Morgan Overdale
Twilight Highlands
"
Excellent. I do not want you to fight - that's what the undead are for. So, I will be grateful if you settle here and help my people to study arcane arts - without hunger for power consuming them. Our numbers are few, our enemies are strong, but we will endure. Think you can do it,
Locronos
? I have an errand to deal with right now.
" - with that said, Morgan urged Argastrasz between his officers and the Forsaken, assaulting them both with the Devourer's fire and his own magic.
Corvus
"Useless, baby. Not while I'm so close to Zeramas." - laughed Corvus, redirecting Sithia's spell into his arm, and then slapping the mage across the face with his now frozen hand. The blow was so strong that the ice shattered.
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313143
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Post by
Atik
Locronos
Twilight Highlands
Locronos nodded. "The further away from the undead I am, the better."
With that, he landed and morphed into his human form. Turning from the battle, he began a treck towards what could be called by some a town.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshore
Curho stopped on the border of Ashenvale and Darkshore. No better place to kill night elves then within their own land, so far as he remained careful about not drawing too much attention to himself. Even if he was discovered, however, he had a spell prepared to teleport him back to Jaedenar.
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
"Maybe," Ivan said.
Maybe,
Bloodhowl repeated with a snarl.
You're pathetic.
And I should care about what you say why?
Ivan asked.
Because, of the two of us, I'm the stronger of the two.
Ivan chuckled slightly.
I didn't know stronger was another word for rapist and murderer.
Bloodhowl snarled again.
(( On second thought, time to flee. ))
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Border of the Twilight Highlands
Sithia blinked out of the death knight's grasp, and Morec death gripped her up onto his mount. Vrem threw another grenade and the three Forsaken took back towards the safety of... almost anywhere but there.
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313143
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Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Twilight Highlands
Morgan almost lost his temper. Almost. He threw an almost undetectable spell at Morec, using the shadowfrost shardlets still left in his body and Rivendare heirloom. Given enough time, it would drive him into complete insanity and make him turn on Vrem and Sithia.
"My parting gift to you, Morec." - he whispered, them headed to Zeramas. Corvus and Gulamar followed him.
"Make sure everyone knows this - from now on, any sighted Forsaken is to be immediately killed."
"Yes, my lord."
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
Ivan chuckled. "I'll be sure to," he said.
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Border of the Twilight Highlands
"Almost didn't make it," Morec said, looking back at Sithia. "You okay?"
Sithia gave Morec a quick kiss. "Thank you," she said.
"So, things better between us?" he said with a smile.
"Maybe."
Vrem just continued to ignore them. Once Rottalon reached the Undercity the note would be delivered the the leader of the Deathguard, and then Sylvanas and the other Horde leaders would be alerted the the Royalist's pressence in the Twilight Highlands.
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Post by
Atik
Locronos
Twilight Highlands
Locronos' appearance had been met with quite a comotion. A blue dragon wasn't a common sight for Morgan's followers.
"Why would a blue drake, of all creatures, wish to teach us magic?" Shouted a worgen.
Locronos retained a silent expression. Calmly, he looked at the worgen.
"I am here to help you control the magic. We don't need fools doing the enemies' job for them by destroying the world. Again!"
This seemed to stir something within an orc. He came charging Locronos, an axe held high. But, before he could bring it down, Locronos grabbed him by the neck and let loose an arcane explosion. The orc flew backwards and hit the ground, hardly alive.
The crowed quieted, out of both fear and relization. A shaman rushed to the orc's aid. Before Locronos could say more though, a fireball flew at him from the worgen. He quickly drew his sword and blocked the attack, flames spraying around him.
Weaklings, no wonder Morgan needed me...
Locronos lifted his sword, and the magic energy began to drain into it from the worgen mage.
"Sometimes," the dragon began, the worgen falling to his knees. "The best strategy is to exploit the opponents own power. Whether it be magical or physical. Let them know how weak they really are." The draining finished and Locronos lifted his free hand, which was glowing red.
"A taste of their own medicen, if you will." And with that, a fireball flew from Locronos. straight at the fire mage.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
"Great," Ivan said, seeing the town and frowning slightly. "My sister and I will set up camp outside of the town for the night. We can meet back up there tommorrow morning."
Krista saw the town and also frowned.
Do you smell that?
Blackbite frowned.
What?
Something evil has entered Darkshore, and it's killing.
Well, I think we found your double, then.
Blackbite snarled at her.
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshore
Curho threw the corpse of the night elf woman to the ground, her neck cut in a fashion that would allow one to collect her blood. The orc warlock put a flask of that blood back in his pack.
The filthy sentinal had tried to ambush him, but she'd underestimated his power. Zangthak stayed by his masters side. "Keep an eye open," Curho growled, continuing to walk north. "If any more of those damnable kaldorei try to sneak up on me, I want to know." The voidwalker nodded, cringing slightly in pain as his body pulsated with demonic lightning.
Post by
Behelich
Gulamar
Zeramas
"Obrahiim!" - called Gulamar, and the skeleton emerged after a short time.
"I hear and obey, San'Layn." - it replied. It was Obrahiim the Traveler himself, the one responsible for creation of Naxxramas, Acherus and Zeramas.
"I'll be needing you constructing genius, Obrahiim."
"What do you require?"
"The wretched Forsaken are utilizing undead pets, and I'm sure our lord will need means to deal with them quickly and effortlessly. Our main problem is hounds and birds of prey."
"It will be done, San'Layn."
Morgan Overdale
"Urdr! Verdandi! Skuld! Heed my call, battle-maidens of the King!"
Three Val'kyr flew quickly to their master.
"What will it be, High Necrolord?" - they asked in unison.
"My warriors have fallen in battle. Their spirits will know no rest before they are avenge. Their bodies are in the Amethyst quarter. You know what must be done."
"We hear and obey, High Necrolord."
?
Darkshore
'
Well, well, well, isn't it Curho Demoneye. I thought I banished you into the Nether for good... whatever. This is sure going to be interesting...
'
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshore
"Master," Zangthank moaned. "Something is hiding in the shadows."
Curho nodded. "Reveal it," he ordered. The voidwalker began to drain the darkness around it into itself, allowing Curho to see where he previously could not. "Who goes there! Show yourself!" He began to conjure an orb of demonic flame, beliving it to be another night elf.
Post by
Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
?
The storm had calmed, but the weather was getting colder as Krutos trecked in the mountains. He had not seen a single living thing in all his short time there, but he didn't mind. He was carrying his totem on his shoulder and heading to a yet unknown destination, only going there where the spirits told him to go.
Post by
Persen
Jessara Gaunt
Scholomance
Entering the Scholomance, all six cultists immediately knew something was wrong. The halls were abandoned and everything was in disorder. The party carefully moved through the corridors. At first everything was silent, but as they came closer to the Headmaster's quarters they began hearing noises. A loud voice calling out, and then...
cheering?
Post by
Behelich
Hascakkin
Darkshore
"Please calm down, mighty Demoneye, I'm not here to fight you."
Hascakkin came out of the shadows, currently in a human body. Zuril Gozin stood at his side, as always, and the gauntlet on warlock's left hand was glowing slightly.
"Nicely done, Curho. Couldn't have slaughtered them myself better."
Post by
Monday
Marzegog
Scholomance
Marzegog held up a hand, and all noise ceased. "I do believe we have guests," he said, tasting magic in the air.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshire
"Ha," Curho said, "one Sentinal is hardlly an example of what I'm going to do with the more helpless scum of Kalimdor." He glared at the human. "What are you doing here? Last time I saw of you it was in Jaedenar, then you jus dissapeared."
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