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((since people are joining it may be time to get the war started properly between the different sides))
Name: Vinymnev Coldmoon
Location: Howling Fjord
Vinymnev stood beside the fallen crypt lord, she began to drain energy from the fallen crypt lord, "we should get going," said Vinymnev, the light annoyed her slightly as the enemy would feel them coming earlier, but after all, the others would need it.
Anu'vorak rose to his feet, "let us get going, we should find the source of this mess and free the fallen from their eternal torture," said the massive nerubian berserker. He moved forward, the ground shook under his massive weight.
An arrow hurtled towards Vinymnev, but she blasted it away with frost. She scanned the dark tunnel for the attacker and saw several undead archers. Vinymnev began channeling dark energies into the fallen undead nearby and they began to fuse together, soon several large, monstrous beings were created. Vinymnev did not have to utter even a word for the undead creatures to move forward and attack.
Name: Avmara Sunfrostblade
Location: Ashenvale/Felwood Border
Avmara grinned, then her ears pricked up slightly, despite her pointy ears the manner in which they pricked up resembled that of a Worgen. "It seems there is another one," she whispered to Melnok. Avmara kept walking as if nothing had happened, to anyone watching them it would seem she was just a simply human.
Name: Merthora Snowblind
Location: Loch Modan
Merthora sat in the tree, watching the rabbits, she did not even see the dragon coming. Suddenely there was a loud crash and a dragon landed nearby, it eyed her and she recognised it at once. It was the dragon that had been raiding Lordaeron and Gilneas. Merthora darted some rocks. "
Why don't you come out and play, little harpy
," boomed the dragon. Merthora tried to escape, but the dragon got to her and tore her apart. A cannon ball smashed into the dragon and a team of dwarven riflemen took up positions nearby. "
Tell everyone, the end is neigh, Deathwing shall destroy you!
" With that the massive dragon took flight as another cannon ball hurtled past it.
((I will not be RPing with the following characters much other than this part quickly, to show how a war is starting up again between the different factions. This is quite long and it is basically just to show how the different forces are on the move))
Apothecary Faranell
Stratholme
Faranell nodded to the messenger who had just arrive, "speak, I am listening," he said to the messenger. "I come from Silvermoon, Blightcaller sent me, the forces of the old gods, of Deathwing, of the elements are on the move. Our spies have reported massive troop movements from Quel'Danas, and recently the sentries on the southern ramparts of the wall came under attack from dragons," said the messenger anxiously. Faranell nodded to the messenger, "it appears it may be time to seek an allegiance with our old allies, if they will accept, it appears it may be time to send word to either Quel'Danas or Northeron. In the mean time we must prepare for these new threats. Summon my fastest riders, I need the word spread throughout all of our lands."
Captain Brell
Thandol Span
Brell sat chewing on his pipe, he watched the sentries with mild interest, "hurry up lad, we ain't got all day fer this!" he said to one of the sentries who was busy unloading an ammunitions wagon. Suddenely there was a loud roar as several dragons plunged towards the Thandol Span. "TER ARMS LADS!" shouted Brell, but the dragons were off again in seconds, the ammunitions wagons exploded sending Brell flying. "Ge' word ter Men'thil Harbour, Durn'olde an' Ironforge, the enemy be on the move lad and they be tryin' to take Wetlands again by the looks o' it," he managed to say. The young dwarf nodded and arrangements were made to raise the alarm.
Lord Deathguard
Icecrown Citadel
Lord Deathguard sat on the throne in Icecrown Citadel, he looked around with mild interest, waiting for his scouts to report. "Sir!" said one of the death knight scouts, running into the room, "The faceless are on the move!" said the scout nervously. Deathguard rose to his feet, "curses, we need more time. If only we could control the damn scourge like we used to. Send word to the other Death Knights, perhaps united we can control the scourge enough to stop the faceless from taking over," said Deathguard. "We shall have to unite to be able to hold what land we have, I want all routes into the Stormpeaks fortified, tell the Death Knights of Dragonblight to try and fortify what regiosn they control so that we have aroute into the tundra. The Deathknights of the Borean Tundra must also be alerted. If the Ashen Verdict, the Alliance, the Horde or anyone else makes a move it will cause equal trouble, so we must keep an eye on Conquest Isle, Sholozaar Basin and the Nexus too." Deathguard waited for the messenger to leave, "I will have to alert Wintersgrasp somehow, atleast if the faceless break the lines in Dragonblight they will have to face a massive fortress lined with cannons afterwards," he said to himself.
Soon the alarm had been raised and the whole of Northrend seemed to be waiting in anticipation for the war, the scourge had been controlled enough by the Death Knights to increase in size and it was marching towards to borders into the areas controlled by Yogg-Saron, they would do their best to keep the faceless off their lands. The necromancers of the scourge once again made vile experiments, this time they were hoping they could create a plague even the faceless would be susceptible to.
Other Locations:
The guards at the wall of Felwood were rather rudely awaken when their sentries saw many enemy scout. Soon after the fire elementals began to bombard the walls and fortresses of the alliance/horde, however these fortresses were made especially to counter fire and both sides seemed to be at a stalemate, Ragnaros had his armies retreat out of range in order to plan their attacks without being under fire. Every so often a small force would raid the settlements of the alliance/horde or attack one of the fortresses or walls. The physical damage caused was minimal, but the damage to moral was quite bad, especially in the settlements. Messengers were sent to the rest of the alliance and horde forces and soon the word had spread throughout Kalimdor, preparations for attacks began and the borders were fortified.
The naga began launching attacks on the horde sentries in Eastern Ashenvale and so the garrisons of the fortresses at the entrance to Azshara were doubled. The naga and water elementals led by Queen Azshara and Neptulon the Tidehunter started attacking the Alliance and Horde forces in Tanaris however they were met by fierce opposition as the Allianc/Horde were expecting them, the forces of Al'Akir the windlord moved up into the Barrens and down into Tanaris in the hopes of spreading however the Goblins of the Crossroads have fortified their positions keeping enemies from the Thousand Needles and enemies from Durotar out. The Alliance/Horde forces in Un'Goro were similiarly attacked, this time by the Qiraj and the Earth elementals, but reinforcements from Feralas have allowed them to hold their ground.
The centaur of Desolace have made a move against the harpies in Stonetalon and the Alliance/Horde in Southern Desolace/Feralas meaning that it is much harder for supplies/reinforcements to get through.
Deathwing has sent his dragons to attack the Dark Irons, but the fortresses in Badlands and Burning Steppes are mostly intact and still fighting off the invaders. The Burning Legion forces on Azeroth and Chaos Irons have begun attacking Deathwing in Duskwood and both sides are locked in combat. The Burning Legion forces on Draenor have begun attacking the Alliance/Horde there and have managed to summon a considerable amount of demons, however they have not gotten that far as they are more or less leaderless at the moment as they have lost contact with Sageras and his officers.
The Howling Fjord and Grizzly Hills have been fortified even more to try and hold off the faceless armies in Zul'Drak and Eastern Dragonblight.
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Character:
General Varrjax
Location: Storm Peaks
Varrjax looked on ahead as the armies of undeath rallied before him, stretching his consciousness across the icy lands.
Beings of undeath, know that your time has come! No longer shall you deny the maw of one million abysses! You shall bow before death's incarnation, and beg for his forgiveness! He shall break your wills, and shatter your very sanity! For today... Your death will be made eternal!
"
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Name: Avmara Sunfrostblade
Location: Ashenvale/Felwood Border
Avmara laughed at Kefira's inability to decide what exactly she was, Avmara guessed it was probably because of her unusual behaviour rather than the fact she had elven blood in her,
behaviour is more noticable anyway,
she thought. Avmara smiled at the night elf, "I am Avmara Sunfrostblade by the way." Avmara changed into her Worgen form and bounded after Melnok. They did not make it far when a large battalion of human cavalry thundered past. Avmara sniffed the air, "I smell fire," she said, growling. The ground shook faintly and when she strained her ears she could hear the thundering of cannons, "I believe the fortresses to the north are under siege," said Avmara, she sniffed the air again and growled. "I will be back in a second," she continued. She turned into a hawk and soared high up in the air. She returned not that much later, "it is as I thought, the fire elementals are attacking the Felwood wall, fortunately they seem to be unable to push through at the moment, we should try to get to Shatterspear as fast as possible."
She landed next to Kefira and changed back into a Worgen, "do you want to come with us or do you have plans?" she asked the night elf.
Undead Armies
Storm Peaks
The undead did not move, the worked themselves into a frenzy. The Death Knights would not be able to restrain them for much longer, they took no heed to Varrjax' words. Finally some of the undead managed to break free and charge the faceless, however a large avalanche started and the two forces seperated. One of the Deathknights grinned, "another pass closed, it appears Yogg-Saron's armies will have to face us in Dragonblight, where we have a large portion of our armies," said the death knight. "Perhaps and allegiance would benefit us," said another. "No, then we shall merely the servants again. This time we shall stand strong, send word to his lordship," said the first one.
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Character:
General Varrjax
Location: Storm Peaks
Varrjax looked on with interest as a huge thundering roar of snow tumbled down, crushing a few ghouls that could not withhold themselves. Without a word, mental or physical, he turned around and stomped south, his army following behind.
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Character:
General Varrjax
Location: Zul'Drak
The armies of faceless, anub'ar and iron vrykul as well as giants walked slowly across the land. More troops joined the massive march as they progressed, slowly descending upon Dragonblight, where another fifth of their army would join, preferably striking from behind. It was all engineered so perfectly... Telepathy had many uses.
((Btw, you guys know we technically own Dragonblight right?))
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((only half of it belongs to the old gods, and besides, the scourge has much power since it is almost entirely free, even the faceless will have a tough time. And then if they do break the line in dragonblight there is the massive fortress of Wintersgrasp high up which will be bombarding both sides))
Undead Forces
Dragonblight
The Death Knights stood, waiting for the enemy to approach. The plan was to pull them towards Wintersgrasp, there the faceless would be under fire from Wintersgrasp fortress. Then the undead would charge out without being controlled, this would be devastating for the faceless as even they would have trouble with such a force. Several mighty frost wryms flew in the sky, along with other small dragons, they would also be devastating. The Death Knights stood confidently, the plague they were creating seemed to be going well, and if they were lucky, it would be able to kill faceless ones.
Name: Vinymnev Coldmoon
Location: Howling Fjord
"I will stand watch," said Vinymnev, "and I trust you shall to Anu'vorak?"
The gigantic nerubian nodded. Vinymnev drained the energies from the undead she had created, soon they were nothing but dust.
Vinymnev smiled warmly at Kayli, "you should get some rest," she said to the gnome. Vinymnev had sensed the gnome's discomfort around her so she thought perhaps this would calm her down a little. She then turned back to the task at hand, looking for any enemies.
Name: Avmara Sunfrostblade
Location: Felwood
"Never did have much in mind anyway," said Avmara as she bounded along next to Melnok and Kefira. As they went north the sound of cannon fire grew louder, and several other battalions went past them.
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Character:
General Varrjax
Location: Zul'Drak/Dragonblight Border.
General Varrjax's mental voice hissed across the great wastes, touching all within it. It wasn't a loud booming voice, more a whisper that flowed through the air like a stream and touched all the minds who could listen, sending a shiver down their backs.
Children on the Pantheon... Hear my voice and see my army, and know that your doom has come. If you shall not lay down your weapons and succumb to the wills of Yogg-Saron, the dark elder, then your will shall be bent and thy sanity shattered. Join us... Willingly or unwillingly!
He sent out a psionic wave of fear to all he touched, and his massive army marched onwards.
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