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Irwin Rotbreath
Badlands
Irwin ducked behind some rocks for cover, watching the cat be knock aside by the bolt.
"Well now that's convenient..." The undead commented.
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Irwin Rotbreath
Badlands
Irwin remained behind the rocks, waiting for the moment.
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Irwin Rotbreath
Badlands
Irwin did his best to keep the rocks between Vrell and himself, staying hidden.
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Irwin Rotbreath
Badlands
Irwin remained hidden behind the rocks.
There you go, just head on back....
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Irwin Rotbreath
Badlands
Irwin watched the woman walk back towards the cave, quietly making his way out from his position and beginning to climb up the cliff face.
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Irwin Rotbreath
Badlands
"Sorry ladies, but I can't risk the competition..." Irwin mumbled, digging out a hole above the cave entrance and shoving a bundle of dynamite in it. Lighting a match, he ignited the explosives.
And proceeded to run back the way he had come from.
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Character
: Wilhelm Meyer
Location
: Badlands
"Well, damn," Meyer muttered, shutting out the contact with his eye of kilrogg - causing it to go out in a bright flash of green light that lit up the entirety of the cave - and spurring up his demonic steed, Taintspark.
"You'd better not blow up and have me waste all this time," he growled, his hand on his yellow hat so as to stop it from being carried away by the wind, his blue trenchcoat flapping loudly - although not nearly as loudly as the drumming of the dreadsteed's hooves.
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Persen
Character: Nathanael Sopwith
Location: Silverpine Forest
Nathanael Sopwith is a Lordaeron mage turned Forsaken at the age of 46. Classically schooled in life and a member of the Royal Apothecary Society in death, he is an adept enchanter and alchemist as well as a skilled spellcaster.
He often wears old-fashioned blue and black robes on his relatively intact corpse, and is now completely bald with empty eye sockets.
That's right, I'm back yet again. We'll see how long it lasts. I haven't played wow since last summer, but I guess that doesn't matter :)
Nathanael kissed the cold, dead lips of his wife Catalina one last time before he departed. They had often travelled together, but this time he would be alone. "But only in the flesh", he assured himself. He lifted up his pack and tied it to his belt, took the ashwood staff next to the door and stepped out of their house in Silverpine Forest. On the porch he produced a small rune from his pack, took a deep breath and threw himself into the Nether.
Location: Stonard
With a tearing noise Nathanael exited the Twisting Nether at his intended destination - the Horde outpost in the Swamp of Sorrows. He just about lost his balance as he landed on a protruding root but quickly regained his senses and set off on the short walk to the building he was visiting.
As he approached the doorway he could hear a familiar commotion. "Bickering as always", he thought. He knocked on the frame with the tip of his staff and a moment later a blonde blood elf woman appeared. "Cersei", he said and nodded as a greeting. She only muttered something in reply and he continued, "I hear Rogvar is in". He entered and ascended the stairs. The three orcs he met upstairs were not friends as much as business partners. "Cersei is exactly as charming as always", he said entering the room. It had just the effect he had hoped for; the light mood he had succeed to create would be very beneficial for his business there.
He left half an hour later the way he came, with a parcel of fadeleaf and some valuable information. He then went directly to the flight master and purchased a ride to Kargath.
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Irwin Rotbreath
Badlands
Irwin had ran until he was safely away from the crime scene, and then slowed somewhat.
He kept an eye out, but continued moving. If they weren't dead, he expected them to be moving again soon enough.
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Behelich
Character
: Wilhelm Meyer
Location
: Badlands
"This will require personal touch," the warlock muttered, riding up to the freshly sealed up cave. He hopped down, murmuring several words of power in quick succession.
Out of a portal a small, barely ten inches long gyreworm slithered out, its rings chiming cheerfully. Tarnik the imp fell out of a cloud of smoke a second later.
"Enjoy your meal, Rings. Tunnel through first, then eat until you're full. Tarnik, follow those two," Meyer ordered. Rings the gyreworm made an excited somersault and dug happily into the throb. Tarnik muttered something profane, watching the warlock mount Taintspark and ride away.
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