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Mysterious Mists of Change {Open RP}
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location:
Ironforge
Tula abruptly rounded on Vanitas, shoving an imperious finger in his face. "Nuh-uh. Not true. There's one thing." She grinned and spun around, her pigtails twirling like comets as she stopped and threw her arms out. "Choreographed dance!"
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ohrmuzd
Location
: Wild Shore
"Hrmph, do take your time," Ohrmuzd snorted. "I know I intend to."
Character
: Jastiel Vorei
Location
: Ironforge
"How about no," Jastiel held up his hands. "There was this necromancer in Grizzly Hills, raised a whole lotta zombies and made them dance all at once. It was... well, 'thrilling' doesn't do it justice, but it will have to do."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Faust Kaufman
Location:
Stranglethorn
"Of course you will. But, for the sake of brevity, I think I will supply you a guide all the same." Faust stowed the watch back into a pocket and tucked his cane beneath an arm. He smiled. "Farewell." Before the albino's eyes, Faust suddenly seemed to narrow and stretch. With a snap like the recoil of an elastic band and a crackle of violent swirling arcane sparks, he shot up into his hat, shoes remaining visible momentarily as they caught on the brim, but by inexplicable force soon following.
With almost mournful dignity, the hat drifted down onto the bottom of the boat.
Character:
Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location:
Ironforge
Tula's blue eyes sparked. She smiled in the way that people only do when they intend to do something other would flagrantly disapprove.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Drandormu
Location:
Booty Bay
With a grim expression on his normally jovial face the bronze dragon disguised himself as a mortal high elf and strode into Booty Bay, hunting for the elusive Aika.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Elthalis Azureweaver
Location
: Dalaran
One had left. The high elf siged again and eyed him before he exited the room.
Character
: Lyshalis Mirkdancer
Location
: Desolace
Lyshalis wandered on the road. As they exited the dense foliage of the grove and the sun began to smear it shining rays the elf of the night had to peer her eyes before her moonlight eyes adjusted to daylight.
The elf thanked in her mind that the warmth of the wastelands would not effect her too greatly as her armour wasn't a covering nor a particulary warm one.
Post by
Morec0
Character: Strange Caravan (Unknown, Unknown, Unknown)
Location: Desolace
Figures on the road ahead. On a course to cross paths with them.
The second of the group reached for his sword, but the woman stayed his hand. "Don't draw attention to us," she rasped at him. The smaller of the two men was displeased, but complied. A snap of the reigns kept the horses moving.
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Post by
morginar
Character
: Elthalis Azureweaver
Location
: Dalaran
"And then there was one..." She said in a disappointed tone and gazed at the dragon and her finger trailed her scrying orb.
Character
: Lyshalis Mirkdancer
Location
: Desolace
Lyshalis didn't mind the caravan moving to aproach them, and she had yet to suspect them for anything sinester. The rogue raised a eyebrown as she looked at the priestess' grimace. What could be happing inside that lunar blessed head?
Post by
Morec0
Character: Strange Caravan (Unknown, Unknown, Unknown)
Location: Desolace
As they drew nearer, the woman raised a hand and spoke to them. "Hail, fellow travelers," she said to them, her compatriots remaining silent. "Where might you be off to?"
Post by
Atik
Xander Greyfang
Townlong Stepps
Xander watched the large creatures that inhabited the camp ahead. It took him a moment to connect them to the Pandaren he had seen back in Menethil.
"Well, that's something..." He commented.
Locronos
Dalaran
Locronos grinned, standing and brushing his hair back before following after the woman.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Thelradas Whipperwind
Location:
Kun-Lai Summit
Sloping roofs speckled with snow hung high over the thick stone of the Shado-Pan monastery. Paper lanterns, their lights snuffed by the moaning mountain wind, swayed and jangled lazily from their ropes. There was a flap of struggling wings and a jangle of metal like a wind chime. Out of the lazily whirling snow fought a large green and purple bird. It was an unusual avian amongst those windswept crags. Large as a dog, the fore of its wings seemed wrapped in leathers while something of a collar held several metal ornamentation. Strangest of all was a small beaked cap strapped down on its head, an emblem of a winged letter upon it, and a large satchel thrown by strap to hang over its back. Flapping wings and jingling its ornaments, the bird fought the wind and struck itself forward to a perch upon a sign post.
A green feathered breast heaved with effort and thick plumes of crystallized breath puffed from its beak. The bird closed its eyes, ruffled its feathers in the cold, seeming to push a bulge of shape up from its feet to its neck, where it dissipated amongst a rattle of its collar and a second fluff of feathers. Stepping from one foot to the other, the bird sprang from its perch and flapped to the great gate leading inside.
Landing on the cobbled stones of the road, it hopped forward and peered up at the massive hewn doors which towered over it. The bird glanced at the extinguished lanterns and cocked its head thoughtfully. Hopping to the doors, it peered almost worriedly about the gate as though looking for something. Not finding whatever it may have been, it pecked several times at the wood in strange futility.
A sigh seemed to suffice from it and join with the very wind. Snow that had gathered on the ground was swept up by the sigh, and grew about the avian in a miniature tornado.
The snow fell back to rest at a pair of leather shoes. "Oh dang," Thelradas sighed and pushed her cap slightly to the side. She looked over the great gate once more. "What now?"
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ohrmuzd
Location
: Wild Shore
Ohrmuzd's first impulse was to feed the hat to the sharks, and he had to sit completely still for almost thirty seconds convincing himself he would find better use for the headgear. At last, he stumbled upon the mental image of a dirty monkey wearing the hat, and found it endlessly amusing. Laughing with great abandon, the berserker took up the oars and began his voyage to the Skull Island.
Character
: Jastiel Vorei
Location
: Ironforge
"Oh no. Nope. Nuh-uh. Forget it," Jastiel jabbed an accusing finger in Tula's direction. "Please tell me you'll at least have the decency to wait until we run into some more raving lunatics whose deaths none will mourn, instead of desecrating graves of good people of Ironforge. Please. Tell me it is so."
Character
: Azazel Ashwood
Location
: Zul'Gurub
Azazel could not tell how long it took if his life depended on it, but eventually he made it to solid ground. His body was already aching from the multitude of cuts and bruises covering him head to toe, and the battle was far from over.
He parried a desperate attack from one of the trolls too stubborn to run and hooked him by the ribs. After heaving the savage into the frenzy-infested moat, the half-blood turned his head to try and see how Valor was doing.
Character
: Vargariel "the Bear" Chandaris
Location
: Desolace
Vargariel tensed, but remained silent. He found the three suspicious, but understood that in his current mind set, most anyone would look that way to him.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Hattington
Location:
Stranglethorn
The sound of movement came from the cap. Brim rumpling like feet, the hat slowly rotated about revealing several large white cross stitches across the front. The fabric above these sewn X's slowly rumpled as though they were a brow.
Character:
Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location:
Ironforge
"I didn't say anything!" Tula defended at once with a huff, though failing to answer the original question. She crossed her arms and turned away petulantly.
Post by
Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, Midnight
Kun-Lai Summit
The group were still some distance from the Monastery when the snow around them suddenly erupted upwards. Kiran let out a cry as a large body tackled him and sent them both rolling off the path. He had a view of a heavy head with large horns, and strange black and white markings all over it; a Yaungol infested by the Sha.
Koran gave his own cry and started for his friend, but another Sha-touched yak-man got in his way. With a grunt of effort, the Blue Sworn snapped out his fist, the beast bellowing as ice formed around it's head.
Midnight cackled as she ducked a swiped from another Yaungol. "Mm, barbeque yak." She laughed, as she twitched a hand and a lava spout erupted from underneath the corrupted humanoid.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Thelradas Whipperwind
Location:
Kun-Lai Summit
Having fretted and paced for a while, Thelradas looked around warily. Taking several hesitant steps forward, she pressed her ear against the door. She stuck her tongue out and tried to listen for some hint of what was going on within, when the sound of an explosion muffled by the wind rolled towards her. She jumped away from the door and glanced around with wide eyes, a denial of listening at doors on her lips when a flash of fire came from the road.
Thelradas scratched her ear, lip curling with indecision. With a last backwards glance at the great gate, she shrugged and sprang towards the trail, her form shifting to that of a lean cat. Eyes as white as the snow she bounded through, the druid padded swiftly towards the trail and sound of battle.
Post by
Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, Midnight
Kun-Lai Summit
Kiran roared as he threw the yaungol off himself; the yak man arced upwards, then slammed down onto a sharp rock. He leaped to his feet, his arms covered in red scales as another yak man charged at him. With a snort, he raised his hands to his face, then let loose a blast of flame that covered the sha-touched humanoid; it shrieked as it began to run in circles, trying to put out the flames.
Koran dodged attacks from two more sha-touched yaungol, using the snow and ice around himself to create a two handed war maul and began to batter them both, shattering bones with heavy blows.
Midnight laughed as she danced around a large yaungol, her hands snapping out, with black scaled claws covering them, and tearing strips from the hide, making the beast bellow in pain.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Thelradas Whipperwind
Location:
Kun-Lai Summit
A yowl rent the air, echoing off the crags. One of the two yuangol bearing down on Koran was tackled from behind by Thelradas, her surprise attack and weight hopefully enough to bear the creature to the ground.
Post by
Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, Midnight
Kun-Lai Summit
There was a moment of stunned silence at the arrival of the large feline....then things started up again. Koran grinned and let loose a blast of ice at the other standing Yaungol, freezing it in place. He turned and moved towards the downed one with the panther on it's back.
Midnight sighed and swiped with her hand, taking the head off her opponent. "Over already?" She pouted, shaking her head.
Kiran took a couple of sniffs in the air, but didn't smell anyone else. He started towards the last yaungol, unsure if Koran and the druid, who's scent he had recognized now, would actually need the help or not.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Thelradas Whipperwind
Location:
Kun-Lai Summit
The moment the beast-man was down the great cat opened wide and bit down on the back of its neck. The bull-man bellowed in pain as Thelradas whipped her head about, shaking the yuangol's head. Blood spattered across the snow and, after a moment of futile struggle, it grew still with death.
After a moment Thelradas opened her jaws and released the dead creature. The wound steamed in the cold air even as its blood continued to ooze and stain the snow.
Post by
Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, Midnight
Kun-Lai Summit
"Um.." Koran started to call then Kiran nudged him.
"It's the post woman." He said quietly.
"Thelradas, what are you doing here?" Koran asked in confusion, looking at the druid. Midnight hummed as she absently kicked the head of the yaungol she had decapitated around.
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