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Crisis Chronicles: The Last Crusade {Open RP}
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Atik
Ferin Hopewell, Alana Greyfang, Xander Greyfang
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"You kidding?" Alana smirked. "What party starts before you guys arrive?"
Xander picked himself up, groaning and holding his nose. Satisfied it wasn't bleeding, he released it, brushing dirt from his robe and looking around. The druid gave pause suddenly, grinning. "Well damn, if it isn't my favorite dead girls!" He waved to Jen and Farah.
Post by
tuvarkz
Aetius Necitore, Marrosh
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"So even an ethereal is here. Interesting." Aetius looked at the multiple people gathered, as if trying to analyze each of them. Marrosh followed the assassin by the side, silent.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Hardcore Jaws, Cyrus the Befouler, Vincent Gaillard, Wilhelm Meyer, Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie, Isaac Ashwood, Jastiel Vorei
Location
: –––
Two portals opened in rapid succession. A slender youth clad in an elegant attire of white and gold flitted down from one that opened one foot too high above ground. Cutting straight to the chase, he smacked Xander up the head.
"Keep your disgusting fetish to yourself, Xander. When will you learn it is acceptable for dead to moon over the living, not the other way round?" spoke Jastiel Vorei, cryomancer.
The other rift was kinder to its passenger, for it deposited him where he wanted to be. A teenager in biking outfit, with two horns jutting out of his ashen gray forehead, walked into the scene next to Ferin and company.
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. Did I miss anything?" Isaac Ashwood asked, waving at those already present.
"Competence, yes. That's why we were hired, as the Chairman likes to mutter. Any idea why he keeps muttering stuff when he sees us? I mean, he likes my fanfics...
Anyway, why so glum, Fancyhat-thorne?" Vincent nudged the assassin playfully. "You look like you expect this most pleasant and esteemed party to devolve into a murderous free-for-all. Now why would that ever happen?"
"Boredom sounds like an interesting concept. I am eager to learn more," Jaws said meaningfully. "Does it involve cookies?"
Post by
jebby
William Green
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William laughed. "You just introduced yourself a bit ago."
Post by
Aimsyr
Amora, Elsa Wolftongue, Vahij "Lotti" Syava, Vashadya Duskwind, Yalira Stormtongue
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"Are you and the hat available?" Amora inquired of Vlad, with a polite nod of greeting in both Serenade and Vincent's directions, having kept up the balancing act for long enough to approach the interesting-looking set of individuals.
Elsa found herself a corner to sit in and crossed her arms impatiently, not saying a word to anyone else, and not picking any pockets for once.
"Have we met?" the young woman in her 'early twenties' asked Xeltan, not making eye contact and instead examining his attire.
Perhaps the disguise would prove unnecessary; it appeared she was not the only impure humanoid present, and plenty that were to share round...
"Rotha?" Vashadya inquired in a vague tone, distracted at first, then turned abruptly, the realization having taken a moment to sink in.
"You look stunning,"
she smiled, switching to her mothertongue,
"when did you get the markings...? They suit you."
Yalira vanished into the crowd, searching for someone like herself to compare weapons with. Preferably of the non-male and non-scumbag variety.
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Atik
Ferin Hopewell, Alana Greyfang, Xander Greyfang
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Xander would have attempted a witty retort. Unfortunately, his face was busy making very good friends with the Death Knight's fist.
"You know." He began from the floor; nose now zpilling blood. "It's easier to kiss a hand that's held out, over flying. Not thst I don't appreiate it, mind you.
Alana motioned to the scene. "That?"
Post by
Aimsyr
Amora, Elsa Wolftongue, Vahij "Lotti" Syava, Vashadya Duskwind, Yalira Stormtongue
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"Pleased to meet you mister...?" Amora beamed, the light reflecting off her teeth dazzlingly, expecting the assassin to fill in the blank. Of all the people there, he was one of the few whose name she had not caught in passing.
Post by
morginar
Character:
Falionna Shaderunner, Lyshalis Mirkdancer, Xeltan. Dathamikus
Location:
brave new world
"I don't know you." The undead sin'dorei told Xander. "And supperior you might be. But this body was precious to me in life and now in death." Falonna told the high elven spirit.
The raggedy mage eyed the 'young' lady. "Long ago far away, our eyes meet. A sight this lowly one hasn't forgotten." Xeltan bowed before Vahij. He could tell it was a demoness behind the illusions she carried. But he couln't tell who, nor did the eredar even know if he had meet this demon in the twisting nether before.
Blinking next to Vladimer the netherwing Dathamikus teleported to. "How did those games go?" He asked. "And nice hat." He said envious.
Lyshalis moved into the crowd and made short inspections of their arments and their probable combat capabilities. Whilst her two blades on her back was somewhat visible, though she had a cloak to cover them. Giving some hint to her own.
Post by
Aimsyr
Amora, Elsa Wolftongue, Vahij "Lotti" Syava, Vashadya Duskwind, Yalira Stormtongue
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"You make me sound old," Lotti tittered, briefly meeting his eyes. Her intuition had been correct.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Hardcore Jaws, Cyrus the Befouler, Vincent Gaillard, Wilhelm Meyer, Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie, Isaac Ashwood, Jastiel Vorei
Location
: –––
"O-o-o-o-o-o-or that can happen, too. Thousand apologies, miss, for my uncouth associate," Jastiel told Jenna. The cryomancer grabbed Xander by the collar to try and drag him away from the annoyed woman.
"Well," Isaac scratched his head, "This has turned nasty quickly. Shame."
"Bah, formality is boring," Vincent said cheerfully, even if he spoke to the assassin's back.
Post by
tuvarkz
Aetius Necitore, Marrosh
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As Aetius and Marrosh stood against a wall, as the former asked: "Mind showing me what you've managed?"
The orc chuckled, as he said: "Of course." Using both his hands to make a closed space, the orc whispered: "Fire, heed my call,
oppose the light
." As a small dark green flame formed between the hands of the orc, Aetius's eyes opened in surprise: "Oh, that is most certainly not fel fire. What name have you given it?"
"Unholy Fire." Under his hood, the assassin's lips curved into a smile, as he looked at the death knight's, no, death shaman's (as he had chose for title) progress.
"Now, I wonder whether this congregation will turn violent or not." The orc smiled, as he pointed at the weapons he was carrying. A one-handed axe by each side of the waist, and a blade brimming with unholy power in the back.
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Post by
Persen
Kimberly Fraser, Yaroen Ivyblight
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"How the fel did we end up with this bunch, eh?" Kim asked -- rethorically, of course -- and pushed off from the column on which she had leaned when a night elf came her way, looking somewhat irritated. She still rested her shield-arm against the wall and used it for support to take a relaxed pose.
The arrivals were still not over with, it seemed. Yet another portal opened to deposit one more dark-skinned elf in heavy black armour with silver accents subtly shifting in violet. The death knight did not let the translocation bother him and planted his two feet steadily on the ground before he looked around the party, visibly unimpressed.
Post by
Aimsyr
Amora, Elsa Wolftongue, Vahij "Lotti" Syava, Vashadya Duskwind, Yalira Stormtongue
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The noblewoman's nose twitched briefly, almost as if committing Vladimer's name and scent together to memory. "Lady Amora Frosthowl," she said in introduction, gesturing towards herself with her hands, "but you can simply call me Amora."
Post by
morginar
Character
: Falionna Shaderunner, Lyshalis Mirkdancer, Xeltan. Dathamikus
Location
: A straight line
"Stubborn are you not?" Falionna said to the ghost. Uncaring if she was ignored or not.
"Well.. ten years is long for me." Xeltan told the lady, scratching his chin.
Lyshalis narrowed her silver eyes as she eyed Yaroen Ivyblight.
"Bloody blood bleed hemo no." Dathamikus said jokeishly the assassin.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade
Location
: -
Serenade waved to Vlad, then turned to approach the main party.
A short distance away from the others, another portal opened. This one, however, seemed to be crafted from shadow and flame, rather than from the same material as the others. Once it was fully open, a worgen stepped through.
He wore robes of shimmering, deep crimson, while a gold circlet with a red stone rested on his head. A short sword hung at his side, crafted in the flowing patterns of the sin'dorei, and a book hung from several straps on his other. On the spine was stamped, in the swirling letters of the elvish tongue:
The Book of Shadow and Flame
.
Alnerigo, pyromancer, demon summoner and portal master extraordinaire, known to the rest of the world as Flamehowl, inspected his surroundings.
Post by
Persen
Yaroen Ivyblight
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The death knight's eyes narrowed slightly when they passed over Lyshalis, and then again when the latest champion to arrive came into his focus.
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