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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
"Don't take too long. I'll be outside."
Alten stepped aside allowing Eranya to leave. He glanced back at Sahsa, then followed.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza Greyfang
Shadowmoon Valley
Several minutes passed. There was a quiet about the small cottage, followed by sounds of glass, and then the door creaked open. Sasha emerged anew, her simple clothes replaced with a fluffy, elegant dress of pink. Over her back sat a large rifle, it's barrel extending above her head quite far. Hanging off her shoulder was a large leather sack, echoing with glass bottles occasionally as she moved. Her hair had been freed of soot, tied back into a hasty ponytail.
"Alright. Are we ready?" She asked.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
The wet stone stopped its shrieking across Eranya's axe blade. She stood and stowed the weaopn on her back. She looked at Sasha's blindingly pink attire. "Are we?"
"I suppose," Alten said.
"Wait. Why are you coming?" she asked, the question coming out like an accusation.
The bald man extended his hands before him and slowly curled them into fists, knuckles popping audibly. "I make it a policy to try and prevent those we save from dying within at least two hours after recovery. Suicide is something of a grey area though."
"^&*! you."
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza Greyfang
Shadowmoon Valley
"Riiight..." Sasha observed. "Anyway, hold this." She set the bag of potions down at Eranya's feet. "And promise me you won't freak out." She said, stepping back into the open 'yard'.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
"What? Why? Is it going to turn me into a frog?" the girl asked as she turned over the bag suspiciously.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza Greyfang
Shadowmoon Valley
"Not exactly..." Sasha stated, facing the two. Suddenly, large multi-colored wings exploded from her back. Her dress and skin turned to scales, the girl growing in size, her shape altering.
In her place now stood a large, Chromatic Drake, at least large enough to carry the two Humans she now stood before.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
"Aaaaaaaaaah!" Eranya screamed in surprise and, as people like her tend to when surprised, she dropped the potions to mercifully soft grass, redrew her axe and, still screaming, charged the dragon.
Alten, too, was surprised, but his face had difficulty expressing this.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza Greyfang
Shadowmoon Valley
Sasha gasped. "But you promised!" She shouted, flapping and wings and rising into the air to avoid the axe.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
"Aaaaaaaaa $%^&in' dragon!" Eranya screamed, swinging at the dragon's retreating feet. She jumped about, trying frantically to catch the gleaming scales with her blade without success, being as she was trying to hit a flying monster with an axe that weighed more than some people she knew.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza Greyvang
Shadowmoon Valley
"Uh... okay..." Sasha replied slowly. "How about we just take some deep breaths and calm down? Before someone gets hurt?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
"Come down here and fight!"
"Why would you want to fight her?" Alten asked, recovered from his shock.
"What kind of a question is that supposed to be?"
"Ah." He shook his head. "You can't fight her," Alten said. "She is your ride."
"What? Wait. Dammit!" Eranya threw her axe on the ground.
Post by
Atik
Shashasreasza
Shadowmoon
Sasha slowly lowered, landing back onto the ground.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
Eranya gazed at the dragon, her shoulders up and her chest out defiantly. The axe lay at her feet, as though she were facing her fate. Behind her Alten bent down and picked up the bag of potions.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza
Shadowmoon
"Yeah. So as long as you're not gonna chop my head off, hop on." Sasha gestured towards her back, laying low to the ground.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
Eranya grumbled some reply but moved along the side of the chromatic before hoisting herself up, tense every moment as if expecting the dragon to reach back and pluck her off as a snack at any time. She was soon followed by Alten, and the pair made their best effort to get comfortable.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza
Shadowmoon
Sasha spread her wings, twisting in an attempt to become more comfortable. With a mighty flap, she was airborn, wind rushing around her as she rose into the sky.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eranya Shiven, Alten
Location:
Shadowmoon, Lunarfall
Eranya pressed herself against the dragon and squeezed as tight as she could with both arms and legs. Alten had somewhat better luck by finding a handhold among Sasha's spines.
Post by
Adamsm
The Dragon Sworn
Lunarfall, Shadowmoon Valley
A group of five were camped near the cliff over looking the sea, seated around a small fire while cooking their breakfast. They were a mixed group; a human with slightly pointed ears, an overly large dwarf, a troll dressed in robes, a night elf female wearing all black and a slim draenei woman.
"Mon...that was horrifying." The troll mumbled, shivering as he remembered the flight out of the jungle. "Thos' Orcs...da things dey did." He shook his head, one hand reaching up to absently clutch at a claw on a thong around his neck.
"Easy there Gor'jen." The human said, smiling at the troll. "We're safe for now. There are enough soldiers to keep this place protected."
"Aye, Kiran's right." The dwarf said with a grunt as he finished making a stew for the others and started to ladle it out. "Once we've got new supplies and borrow some mounts, we need to start searching; He's still out there somewhere and we gotta deal with him."
"Oh please Koran, we can relax for a little while." The Elf said with a slow smile on her lips. Like the troll though, she was obviously worried about something as she reached up to a collar that was around her neck and tugged at it a little.
"I....I'm not sure." The draenei said quietly and the others looked over at her. "I mean...should we? Shouldn't we be more worried about trying to get back?" She asked nervously.
Midnight laughed and Kiran gave her a dirty look. "I know you are new to this Braeya, but we'll be fine." He told the draenei who shook her head.
"Sorry but this...it's.......like back then." She said the last part very quietly and dropped her head, her hair falling forward to cover her face.
Kiran sighed and sat back, looking at the draenei woman. She was a recent recruit into the Bronze's choice of Slayers; he still wasn't sure why they had been so forceful to send her with them rather then another more experienced Sworn. He exchanged a look with Koran who shrugged and looked over at the Troll. Gor'jen was a Green flight sworn but had mainly spent time helping to heal the land and hadn't had many actual violent encounters.
"This will be fun." Midnight said with a laugh at the more experienced sworn as she settled in to eat. The two-halfing's grunted and did the same.
Kor Bloodfist
Shadowmoon Valley
The orc coughed as he lay on a beach in this fel forsaken world. He had snuck on board the Alliance ship following the last rush out of the Jungle but when the vessel had crashed off the shores of Shadowmoon, he had been forced to swim away from the others. He groaned as he pushed himself to his feet and looked around, his eyes narrowed....and then grinned to himself as he realized he recognized where he was. He held out his hand and mumbled a word, and a long crooked staff appeared. Grunting to himself, he started off, trying to remember which of the roads would take him to the Clan lands here.
"This was fortunate...just like everything else has been." He laughed to himself, thinking about the member of the Iron Horde he had captured and tortured in the Blasted Lands. He had been shocked but then intrigued as the orc had told him everything he had wanted to know; that Ner'zhul and Gul'dan lived in this alternate world. The warlock smiled as he recalled entering this world and seeing the great and mighty Gul'dan, Cho'gall and Teron'gar all turned into batteries...and the look of cunning when he had helped to free them alongside others. "Now, I know that my old Clan leader is a member of the Iron Horde, so let's see if I can locate the mighty 'Master'." He continued to chuckle to himself as he walked, absently draining the life of those creatures around him that approached to close to help himself recover his strength.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza Greyfang
Shadowmoon Valley
Flapping her wings again, Sasha took off, leaving the cottage behind. She flew low, grass flowing wildly from the wind in her wake as she crossed the rolling hills and sudden cliffs.
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