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Post by
Behelich
Hascakkin
Darkshore
Hascakkin shut up. He than reached out an arm and pointed at the town which was now visible.
He landed heavily, bringing down his fist into the ground in a theatrical pose.
"So, do we have a plan? Or do we just rush in and slaughter everything that moves?"
Post by
Persen
Jessara Gaunt
Scholomance
Arros and the other men nodded in agreement, and in the back Jessara smiled to herself. They didn't necessarily have to share beliefs to share enemies. Joining up with these "cultists" appeared good, at least for now.
Arros took a step forward and bowed to the leader. "My name is Arros, and these are my comrades. We have devoted our lives and souls to the Frozen Throne, and we have a common enemy. Our hatred for the Holy Light is burning, but the Ebon Blade is what we despise the most."
Post by
Monday
Marzegog
Scholomance
"The Ebon Blade," he said, his voice dangerous. "They refuse to acknowledge what they truly are, and in their denial, they lose valuable strength and power." he shook his head. "But I digress. Welcome to Scholomance, or what's left of it."
Post by
Persen
Jessara Gaunt
Scholomance
The four men up front separated slightly, letting the two women line up with them. "Very well", said the large sword-wielding man and sheathed his blade. The others did the same, though the two females did not let their guard down much.
"We have traveled far and have not rested for many hours. Do you have a room where we can gather our thoughts?" asked Arros, now in a friendly but respectful tone.
Post by
Monday
Marzegog
Scholomance
"Indeed we do, right this way," he said, leading them to a room with six mattresses set on plain wooden frames. "We have many large living spaces, as we decided it would be best to keep our presence a secret... for now." he stopped and looked up, as two runes on his forearms started to glow. "Excuse me, I have a message. Please, make yourselves at home." he said, and left.
Post by
Persen
Jessara Gaunt
Scholomance
The party sat down on the offered mattresses and began eating of their rations. Hopefully their decision would prove to be the right one. At least they hadn't been forced to fight. One by one they finished eating and laid down to rest.
((Last post for tonight.))
Post by
Monday
Marzegog
Scholomance
An arrakoa stepped out of the air. "Greetings, Malkariss*," Marzegog said. Malkariss bowed. "Raak, it is good to be in this world again," he replied.
((*cookie if you get the reference))
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshore
"We'll be slaughtering everything in sight, yes," Curho said, "but we should scope out the perimeter first, get a feel for just how many guards and possible adventurers we'll be dealing with."
He muttered an incantation, dismissing Zangthak and summoning up his imp, Ziljub. "Go," he commanded the small creature, "scout the perimeter of the town. Be spotted and you'll suffer far worse pain." Ziljub gave a twitchy nod and then scurried off.
Post by
Behelich
Hascakkin
Darkshore
Hascakkin muttered an incantation and three eyes of Kil'Rogg flew out of his hand and headed to the town. "Nothing like the good ol' tricks." - he grinned, then headed to a nearby hill. When he reached the top he started drawing the rune circle in case anything went wrong.
Morgan Overdale
Zeramas, Emerald Quarter
Morgan stood at the altar where several of his necromancers were reanimating a body - a Forsaken slain in the war against the Lich King. Randall Bloodmane knelt at his side, awaiting orders. The shot overseer was still regenerating, and Morgan decided to temporarily put San'Layn's spirit into a body of this Forsaken. Soon, the process of reanimation was over, and Morgan took out two enchanted amulets. He gave one to the fake Sylvanas's subject and one to Randall.
"You will venture into the Undercity and stay there as my spy. Your agenda is a warrior returning from wandering. All friends of the previous owner of this body are lying in the Halls of Vaught, so no one will suspect you. Stay away from Morec's friends. I expect you to report daily. And you will send the least savage of your worgen on my behalf to Ironforge with this. Stay there until I contact him with the amulet and give him further instructions. Go."
"As you command." - Replied the two in unison and headed to the portal in the Ring of Command. Morgan returned to the Throne Chamber.
'
You want a war - you get a war. I will not meet my enemies unprepared.
'
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Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshore
Ziljub returned and told Curho what he'd seen, twitching all the while. "A number of guards," the orc said, "and a few adventurers. Nothing we can't handle." He dismissed the imp and summoned his felhunter, Luukun, into existance.
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
Ivan scowled and reached for the hilt of his broadsword. Krista nodded, and prepared the spell to render him unconcious once the battle - if there was one - ended.
Both Blackbite and Bloodhowl readied themselves within the minds of their human counterparts. Once the battle began they'd have another chance at freedom.
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Post by
Behelich
Hascakkin
Darkshore
"Perfect. I'll fly up to the limit of their vision, and then come down on them like a thunder, I think, so I leave Zuril to you. I'll be waiting for your signal - screams of agony and scent of burning meat would do the trick, I suppose." - hissed Hascakkin and soared up to the sky.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshore
Curho scowled as the human warlock left, and then glared down at Luukun. "Get moving!" he ordered, kicking the felhunter in the side. The beast whimpered and then sprinted off towards the town, Curho and Hascakkin's fel guard following behind.
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
Ivan and Krista stayed outside. Something was in the forest, and in the town as well. The Sly's could handle themselves, as could Ivan and Krista. The Jerets started to set up their camp, glad for the bread and water that Alisa had given to them.
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Post by
Behelich
Zuril Gozin
Darkshore
"Would you like me to charge into the fray right on, master Curho? That's what master Hascakkin usually orders me to do."
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshore
Curho nodded. "Yes, be sure not to let any of the guards slip past you." He'd need a little interuption as possible if he was going to bring this whole town to the ground - which he was thinking sounded like an excellent exercise of his power.
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
Ivan sat up, hearing something moving in the darkness ahead. Krista had heard it too, and began to conjure a different spell while Ivan drew his shortsword and shield and began to move towards the forest - although doing his best to remain hidden from the sight of whatever it was that was moving through the darkness.
Post by
Behelich
Zuril Gozin
Darkshore
"Did you hear that?" - said a sentinel of the town, staring into the darkness.
"Hear wha..." - managed her companion before Zuril's claymore impaled her.
"This." - growled the felguard and decapitated the second guard.
"
Kirel Narak!
" - he roared, hoping to attract attention.
Hascakkin
Darkshore
'
Come on, Curho, before my felguard has all the fun for himself.
'
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Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
Location: Darkshore
Curho grinned and began to set the buildings around him alight in fel-fire, placing demonic curses on the civilians and guards as he went. Luukun pounced on the guards, tearing them to shreds with his tendrils, claws and fangs, drinking in their blood and whatever magic they had.
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
"Warlocks," Ivan muttered, seeing the demons and catching a glimps of an orc walking through the town. Damnable monsters.
"What should we do?" Krista asked her brother.
There's only one thing you can do
, Blackbite snarled,
fight.
"We can't let them all die, can we?" Ivan said.
"But if Bloodhowl or Blackbite get out they might-."
"And if we do nothing, people will die!" He shook his head. "You don't have to fight, just watch my back." He charged into the fray of battle, sword and shield raised.
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