Open War (Open RP)

Post by R1TeR

Might as well make this and see how far it gets,this is also my first time creating a RP thread so go easy on me.this thread will prob be gone in a day anyway lol.

In this rp the horde and alliance declare full war on each other and the leaders and lore have nothing to do with this so you can think outside the box with your guy.I made it where the alliance have taken over Razor hill and are planning to attack ORG and the horde are gonna make there stand at the gates and fight in between the area.

This is mostly horde vs. alliance so you can be a worgen or goblin.Ill start it off

Post by R1TeR

Alliance
Aeria Dawnchaser

High Commander Wolfas Blackbane

Jonathan Bolvan

Telnar Martin

Marshal Bardus Forgehammer

Lord Retix Lansor

Horde
Warlord Wrex

Joang

Nakresh

Valinaria

Post by R1TeR

Name-Wrex
Age-25
Class-Warrior
Race-Troll

Past and personality:Wrex parents were killed when he was just a baby and he was adopted by a orc famly thus he was rasied to be a great warrior.He also uses a two handed axe given to him by his adopted farther.Wrex mostly keeps to himself but seems to be a natural leader being both close to the orcs and trolls and having many taruen friends.

Gates of Org

"Sir the alliance have taken Razor Hill they overpowered us we had no chance"

"Damit pull all your men out right away"

"Yes sir"the Razor Hill grunt said running off in the distance

"Captain"

"Yes sir"the captain said saluting Wrex

"Have the taruen commited any forces yet?"

"Yes they are ready and willing, so are your kinsmen the darkspears ready to attack from the south"

"Vary well keep them posted we will need to work togather to take back Razor hill from the alliance"

Post by 236602

This post was from a user who has deleted their account.

Post by BuryYourDead

Wolfas Blackbane
Location: Razor Hill

Wolfas is a Worgen who has lived behind the Greyman wall. He was one of the first bitten and turned, and now holds one of the top positions within the Worgen. Seated in the same room as Genn Greymane, has has control of the Worgen armies. If something displeases him about his allies, he usually choses to withdraw the Worgen from the battle, earning him to be a traitor in some cases. He backs his motives up by saying "If they do something disrespectful, we shall disrespect them"

Wolfas stared with disgust in him, as he saw the human slaughter the women and children. He walked slowly up to him, controlling his rage.

"We are beasts! And you are more than us....What were you expecting to do? Shove the heads on pikes? Once the orcs see the childrens head, do you know how strong they will be? You disgrace your race.....no......you disgrace the Alliance!" Wolfas said baring his teeth. "If i ever see that again, the Worgen are leaving to the Greymane wall. We cannot fight alongside.....*sniff*.....basta*ds such as you".

Wolfas quickly turned back towards the Worgen forces and began to organise them, all the while growling on every word.

Post by 236602

This post was from a user who has deleted their account.

Post by BuryYourDead

Wolfas Blackbane
Location: Razor Hill

"Com'on, animal, try me!". Wolfas head the human shout. Wolfas turned and unsheathed is two longblade swords. He let out a howl, and leapt at the human.

Post by 389776

This post was from a user who has deleted their account.

Post by 236602

This post was from a user who has deleted their account.

Post by BuryYourDead

Wolfas Blackbane
Location: Razor Hill

Wolfas' attacked was parried with force, as he landed back on his feet, almost falling. The human span round, his blade outstretched. Wolfas caught the longsword between his. "Try me!" Wolfas taunted as he pushed the human back. Just as he was about to attack again, fire, began to rain from the sky. He looked towards the human. "Another time" he said, with a grin.

Post by Gumballs

Character: Skuffa Backbreaker
Location: Orgrimmar

Background: A Mag’Har Orc descending from an old, forgotten clan, Skuffa (or Skuff, as she prefers to be called) is a battle hardened and fierce warrior. She lived peacefully in Nagrand, but quickly grew bored of tending to crops and the like. Longing for something more, she left when the Dark Portal was re-opened, and joined the Horde. She is a fierce, loyal fighter who longs for the thrill of battle. Lacking bloodlust, she is a useful ally to have, and a formidable foe. She is a skilled hunter and warrior.

Apperance: Tall, slender and muscular with wide hips. Used to be pretty (by orc standards at least) but now it so coursed with scars that it doesn’t matter anymore. Hair is blackish-green, styled in a messy Mohawk, and eyes are red with heavy lashes. Armor is similar to warrior tier 1 in appearance.

~~~~~

Skuff had got to Orgrimmar as soon as she could after finding out the approaching Alliance. She longed for the thrill of a real battle; killing humans and elves instead of deer and demons. Killing for survival and quests against creatures that could barely hold their own was meaningless. This was war. This was home.

She walked steadily on her mount through Orgrimmar. Her beast was a gigantic black wolf, appropriately named Lok’Tar. The two had slain hundreds of Alliance together, her with axe and sword, him with tooth and fang. They were a formidable duo.

Many of the citizens of Orgrimmar were hiding, or being hastily transported by skilled mages sent from Dalaran. Children and women were being taken to safer places. The Horde did not need to lose it’s future warriors and leaders in this war. All the men of the Horde, the ones who were big enough, were being drafted. They stood awkwardly in ranks wearing armor that was often to large for them. All around, preparations were being made for war.

She reached the front ranks, peering out the Orgrimmar gates. Some grunts were looking out at the distance, towards Razor Hill, and she followed their gaze. Smoke could be seen pouring into the sky. Skuff’s eyes widened as she realized the Alliance had already taken it.

“That wasn’t long..” she said to no one in particular. She tore her eyes from the sight and towards a troll.

She knew who he was from a military standpoint. Climbing off her gigantic wolf, she held her chin high and offered her gauntleted hand. “Commander Wrex," she began. “I am Stone Guard Skuff BackBreaker, of the Mag’Har orcs." She nodded to her wolf who eyed the troll. "This is Lok'Tar, my mount, my friend. What are we going to do now, what are the tactics?” she said, concerned.

((ooc-R1TeR, I was unsure of what title do use for your character, so if it's different let me know and I will change it ))

Post by Skreeran

((Okay, Flyingshots... I wasn't going to join this, but you've made me. Now I just have to figure out whether to use Nakresh or Kitanga...

Let's see... Who would take it more personally...

Kitanga, who sees all life as sacred and was hunted by the humans from an early age, or Nakresh, who was imprisoned by the humans? Hmm... I'd say Kitanga, but then there's the fact that Nakresh would be especially outraged by killing women and children. Kitanga, being a woman, would of course take it badly, but Nakresh, as a soldier, works to defend them, and has a mate and daughter of his own...

Okay, I've got it.))

Character: Nakresh
Location: Orgrimmar, Grommash Hold

Thrall stayed in his hold, pondering what to do. The Alliance were in their lands, and were moving on Razor Hill. They would be there by now.

Nakresh stood at his side. He had been promoted to General in Northrend, but he had accepted only on the condition that he could continue to remain a guard at his Warchief's side when possible. He hoped that the Alliance could be reasoned with, he didn't want his family to be harmed. A messenger had been sent to warn Razor Hill, but he had not yet returned.

Suddenly a courier entered the Hold. "Warchief! Warchief! They've killed them all! All of Razor Hill, males, females and children!"

"What!" Thrall bellowed, anger in his face.

Nakresh gasped, his face turning pale. "What of Grekka, my mate? And my daughter Themra? Have you heard word from them? Did they escape?"

The courier shook his head. "There were few that escaped, and your family were not in their number."

Nakresh fell to his knees and cried out his cry of grief, beating his chest with his fist. He sagged his head, trying to hold back the tears. "Warchief," He asked quietly. "I ask to take my leave of your guard until my family may be avenged."

Thrall nodded solemnly, recalling Taretha's death himself, his heart aching. "Yes," He finally answered. "This threat shall be wiped out, and I will allow you your vengeance."

"Thank you, my Warchief," Nakresh answered, getting up, his face twisted in hate. "Lok'tar ogar. Victory of death," He added, stepping outside and joining the troops that had been readied to attack and were waiting on Thrall's word. "Come, my brothers!" Nakresh shouted. "These intruders have slain our loved ones! Our people's blood is on their hands! And so shall we take their blood as payment! The Warchief has given us the order! Blood and Thunder! To war!" He cried, raising his axe and leaping on his wolf, leading the troops to war.

Post by 236602

This post was from a user who has deleted their account.

Post by BuryYourDead

Wolfas Blackbane
Location: Razor Hill

Wolfas and the Worgen took cover in the remains of the inn. He watched as the human general did the same under the barracks. "You know...." Wolfas said with a smile, "...it would be a pity if we could be shamans. Then we could accidentally make the wind blow the fire towards that wretch of a human". The other worgen began to laugh at the idea, watching the humans stare idily back. A druid in the back began to blow the air, cuasing them to laugh more. The barracks the humans were under was falling apart rapidly as that was where most of the battle was. Small spits of fire was making its way through to them. Wolfas just waved at them, while they tried avoiding the fire.

Post by Skreeran

((And I'll huff... And I'll puff... And I'll blow your barracks down!))

Character: Nakresh
Location: North of Razor Hill

Nakresh was riding full speed, many others with him. He didn't know who among them had lost friends or family in the attack, but they were nearly as furious as he was. Steadily they approached the settlement. Fire was falling from the sky for some reason, but the shaman in his group managed to stop it. Razor Hill had been sacked. Buildings collapsed, bodies in the road, blood running like water; his rage built like fire in his heart.

"They will pay for this!" He screamed, riding into the city.

Post by 236602

This post was from a user who has deleted their account.

Post by R1TeR

Wrex
Gates of Org

“Commander Wrex,". “I am Stone Guard Skuff BackBreaker, of the Mag’Har orcs." She nodded to her wolf who eyed the troll. "This is Lok'Tar, my mount, my friend. What are we going to do now, what are the tactics?” she said, concerned.

Wrex took the orcs hand and shook it

"Well its good to see more people have come to bolster our ranks my friend,and please call me Wrex"

"As for our tactics we can easily surround them but that place is a defensive fort and with the narrow canoyns they can funnel us in making our numbers useless.If im right the alliance have alrady dug themselves in"Wrex was in the middle of his specch when he was cut short seeing a orc a few tropps ride past him heading toward Razor Hill

"Stone Guard Skuff BackBreaker follow me were going to bring back as may of those orcs as we can , and make haste before they are routed

Post by BuryYourDead

Wolfas Blackbane
Location: Razor Hill

"Why must he do things so recklessly" Wolfas said. "Attck my brothers! Drive them back!" Wolfas howled as his Worgen leapt from the shadows, tackling orc of their wolves. Wolfas looked towards the human who had already created a pile of corpses. "Nice and clean as usual!" Wolfas mocked, as he continued his assault on the Orcs.

Post by 236602

This post was from a user who has deleted their account.

Post by Skreeran

((Figured. ;) ))

Character: Nakresh
Location: Razor Hill

"No," Nakresh snarled, his lips pulled back to reveal his thick tusks and sharp teeth. "It is you who shall pay for the blood of my family!" He screamed, leaping forward and avoiding the blade thrust at him, his axe aimed for the human's skull. The human managed to parry, but was obviously shaken from the mighty strike Nakresh had delivered. The humans was quick though, and immediately regained his composure, striking again. Nakresh caught the blade in his hand, blood running from his hand as his held the sword fast in his fist. He quickly reached out and caught the human by the throat with his free hand, hate flowing thick in his blood as he tried to crush the life from the human.

Open War (Open RP)

Post Reply