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BuryYourDead
Wolfas Blackbane
Gilnean Worgen
Deepholme
Wolfas let out a terrible howl. It was pitch black, buried beneath the rubble of the now fallen Deepholme. Wolfas had just awoke from unconciousness. How long had it been? Hours? Days?, Weeks?, Months? He crawled out from the tight spot he was in. "Why am i the only one trapped?" he said to himself, weakly standing up. "I need to get out, and ask questions later"
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
The Hinterlands
Morgan smiled maliciously and activated the voice-enhancing system. The sound that followed had strength of a hurricane. "
What if I ask you why, Morec?
"
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Morec0
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Hinterlands
Morec thought about it. "Because I want to!" he said, proud of his answer. "And you will let me because I said please, please." He laughed.
Sithia smiled and shook her head. The master of clever answers, that was what her Morec was. Vrem and his pets continued to stand by , waiting for the oppertunity to kill the Scourge that had sealed themselves within the necropolis to arrise.
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Ashenvale
Ivan looked over at his sister, who nodded understandingly at his unspoken words. The elder Jeret sibling then gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands and began to move towards the brush.
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Behelich
Morgan Overdale
The Hinterlands
Morgan suppressed an urge to laugh.
"
Young man, I'm afraid I cannot let you in, on account of you, mmm, stumbling across the wrong necropolis!
"
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Post by
Atik
(( How does a raptor talk and wield shortswords, exactly? ))
((He has learned bits of Common and a lot more Orcish. Also, they have thumbs.))
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Morec0
(( Raptors arn't intelligent, and they don't have opposible thumbs. ))
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Hinterlands
"Ummm," Morec looked around. He didn't see any other necropolis'. "No, I'm fairly certain this is the correct necropolis. Do you have a manager or someone I can speak to? I'm sure we can get this all sorted out and I can send your souls to the Nether."
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Ashenvale
Ivan jumped into the brush, holding it sword ready to deffend himself against whatever was hiding in it.
Bloodhowl also prepared, readying himself to break free of Ivan's control the moment that the human's guard faltered.
(( Now to wait on whoever it was that had a character there. ))
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Hinterlands
Morgan pressed another button, this time creating an image of himself right outside the necropolis.
"Morec, you're impossible to speak to. Lady Sithia, nice to see you. And, of course, Vrem."
The image came closer to the hunter, ignoring snarling Marrow and screeching Rottalon.
"You look like the only one with brains undecayed here. And the only one, that I've actually met before. Can you tell your friends that we're no Scourge force?" '
Not a lie, we don't serve the impostor
' - thought Morgan.
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534255
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Morec0
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Hinterlands
Vrem looked at his two companions and nodded. "He dosn't lie, they aren't Scourge." He looked back at the image. "They're the royalists, loyal to the memory of the Lich King."
"Then what are we watin' for!" Morec said, looking over at Sithia. "Darlin', I would like you help."
Sithia smiled and skipped up to stand next to Morec. The two placed their hands on the stone and began to channel icy magic into the stone wall of the necropolis. Frost formed within the walls and slowly began to crack it apart. Vrem loaded his rifle and set Rottalon to fly, whistling for both her and Marrow to kill anything that tried to stop the death knight and mage.
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Hinterlands
A dozen or so gargoyles flew out of Zeramas, aiming at Rottalon. At the same time, several smaller gates opened at about twenty feet high, letting out twenty frost vrykuls, five death knights and prince Gulamar, shielded by a fiery orb ((similar to that of prince Sandoval)), who started pouring liquid fire on the ice on the walls. A few Ghost crystals ((ghost towers from warcraft III)) attacked Marrow.
"
Surrender, Morec! We will not harm you!
"
((well, maybe that's op, but nevertheless))
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159454
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Morec0
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Hinterlands
"Umm... nah," Morec quickly raised and army of ghouls from the ground which jumped at the vrykul, biting and clawing at their vunerable parts. A sheild of anti-magic surrounded the death knight, and he jumped between Marrow and the crystals, the sheild absorbing the magical attack and converting it into power for Morec's use. The death knight unleashed that power in a number of death-magic spells that struck the crystals and shattered them.
Sithia called down a hail of icy shards on the vamparic elven prince, they didn't pass through his barrier but they did weaken it. She hurrled a few bolts of ice at him then, attempting to break through his sheild and strike him. Meanwhile, Rottalon tore at the wings of the gargoyles, and Marrow charged the vrykul, knocking one to the ground and biting out his throat. Vrem kept his attention on the gargoyles, shooting their heads off of their bodies, esspecially if they landed to rest.
The numbers of the Royaltist Scourge forces quickly thinned out, and the three forsaken and two undead animals made a break for the closing doors, getting inside just before they closed all the way - leaving a few vrykul and the blood prince still outside. "Alright," Morec said. "Time to kill!" He charged into the center of the necropolis, looking to cut something's head off.
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Hinterlands
"Don't break the connection." - calmly said Morgan to the runeweavers. He then walked out of the deck and into the corridor, only to face the trio running towards them,
"Tz, tz. They will all rise once again to serve our slumbering master." - he said. Reaching deep into his robe he got out three shadowfrost shards and hurled them into the trio, nailing them to the wall.
"Powerful you may be, but all this power is nothing compared to that of the Frozen Throne, even of mere shards of it." - he concluded, catching Rottalon by her beak and holding her tight with all his inhuman strength. More royalists poured into the corridor, as he spoke.
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534255
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Morec0
Characters:
Morec, House of Rivendare
,
Vrem Dartskul
,
Sithia Frozenbone
Location: Hinterlands
"Tz, tz," Morec replied, "who says tz tz?" He shrugged. "Even so, remember that I am a death knight. I have more power in my little figer then you do in the whole of your body." He focused, and with the energy he had left, broke free of the shade and managed to free Sithia and Vrem as well - the shades shattering into now-useless fragments. Unfortunately the process so taxed Morec that he fell to one knee, exhausted. "That's all she wrote," he muttered. "Good luck with the Scourge."
Vrem nodded and took careful aim at the head of the cultist holding Rottalon. "For Sylvanas!" he yelled and fired, Marrow charging to deal with the others. Sithia also conjured up a number of frost shards and flung them at the Scourge royalists. "Chill out!" she said, giggling. Morec managed a weak laugh at her joke.
Post by
Behelich
Morgan Overdale
Hinterlands
A frost vrykul jumped, taking the bullet aimed at Morgan. A few others grabbed Marrow by his paws, trying to tear him apart. Prince Gulamar descended from a window where the crystal used to be, pouring fire on Sithia.
Amidst the chaos, Morgan
dissipated into shadows
, reappearing behind Vrem. He grabbed Vrem's own axe and put it to his throat, saying, as calm as usual: "I say we end this mess and talk, like grown-ups do."
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