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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Gilneas
"So what's happened while I was gone?" Snowmane asked, finding a glass jar of rolled oats in her larder and pouring it into a pot.
Post by
Atik
Phillip
Gilneas
"I haven't heard much from the others." Phillip admitted. "I think Ga'Crane was training or someting. Nagorm had me go and stop some sort of ritual, and gave me this in return." He commented, motioning to the sword on his belt.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Gilneas
"Interesting," Snowmane murmured, lighting her stove and setting the pot full of water onto it. She paused for a moment. "It feels so strange to be back here..."
Post by
Atik
Phillip
Gilneas
"I'm sure it will all get better soon enough." Phillip assured her. "Once you get back into the rythem.... or something....." He shrugged.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Gilneas
"I hope so..." Snowmane answered, rubbing her temples. "I can still feel her watching me. I wish I could explain how unsettling it feels."
Post by
536837
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Gumballs
K'ode
,
Ganjaru
&
Zane
Booty Bay
"Shall we get goin' den?" Zane asked, finishing his breakfast. "We got some huntin' ta do." K'ode nodded, finishing his glass and slamming it on the table louder than he intended.
"I gotta run upstairs and grab my cloak," the druid mumbled, slipping out of his chair and heading towards the stairs. Ganjaru watched his friend for a moment and then stood up, his pounding headache causing him to squint and furrow his brows.
Teniki
Shatterspear
Teniki saw a shimmer of air and movement out of the corner of her eye. Her head spun around and she saw an elf heading towards the treeline. "Hey. Hey!" Teniki called, concern crossing her features. "Who are you?" she called, advancing towards the elf. She heard someone in the tent mention eavesdropping, but she was too preoccupied to care as she stared at the female.
Suhn
, Zuri'na, Bo & Ellie
Durotar
"You're back," Suhn said quietly as Zuri'na entered the cave. Her voice rarely rose above a faint whisper, and Zuri'ma sometimes had to strain to hear her. Being so quiet was a good trait for a rogue, the younger trolled mused quietly.
"I am," she replied, slipping her hood off and pulling the dark grey face mask from off her pointed nose.
"Where's Bo?" Suhn asked, looking up at the copper eyed troll standing in the entrance way. She was so beautiful, and Suhn hated it. She hated herself for being so jealous and bitter towards such a stunning creature, but such was the world.
"Trainin'," Zuri'na answered with a slight shrug, her face remaining passive. The rogue looked over at the sleeping blood elf curled in a pile of blankets in the corner, the little ones chest rising and falling softly. Zuri'na looked back at the priest just in time to see Suhn roll her eyes and scowl. She sighed.
Nat & Laz'rik
Outskirts of Ratchet
Nat scowled, her body shaking. She was weak feeling, sick and scared, she didn't want to be sold off to some pervert, she didn't want to belong to anyone. She wanted to go home. "Please, let me go. Ah can pay you dat much gol' or more, if yah jus' let me go home.." Nat said quietly.
Laz'rik approached the caravan, hands still clasped behind his back and a grin plastered onto his scarred face. "Mornin'," he called to the human and the goblin, nodding curtly. "I trust your trip went well, no... issues from dem?" Laz'rik asked, peering into the cages. "Beautiful specimens.." he breathed quietly, still grinning. "We should get plenty of gold for dem. You all know de drill."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Katsuro
Location
: Outskirts of Ratchet
Katsuro sat very quietly, praying that his overseers did not notice that he had weakened the ropes binding his hands. All he needed was one opening.
He did not harbor illusions - all he could do was provide distraction for Nat to escape.
Post by
Atik
Phillip
Gilneas
Phillip nodded. "I understand....." He said.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Lak'tuk Demoneye
/ Salja
Location: Azjol'nerub / Felwood
Lak'tuk walked through the portal, limping a little from residual pain and loss of strength.
Salja stood and watched the portal open, waiting for whoever it was coming to make the full trek through it.
Character: Sprixx Steamfuse, Slavers
Location: Ratchet
The goblin turned and nodded. "One of our better specimins thus far. Try to stay away from the cage, I think the orc there still has a little will left in him."
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
/
Amanda the Shadowheart
, Banshee Queen Loyalists (
Vrem Dartskul
,
Kraim Rotbolt
,
Gabriel Belmont
,
Faldrun Jawtaker
,
Jerrim Bonez
),
Susie Lanley
, Necromaners, The Damned
Location: Stratholme / Alterac Mountains
"Actually I was just going to say; always wear protection." Morec laughed and slapped his bony knee. "When you're finished up, I'll find you," he said as he opened another death gate and vanished as he stepped through it.
The Damned stood as they were released, but only a few walked forewards. The rest continued to stand in confused and scared silence.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Jade, Ji'jiri
Location: Shatterspear Village
"Aunt?" Ji'jiri asked, finding the mention somewhat out of place. "Wait, eavesdropping?" he asked again, looking around.
"Fel.." Jade murmured, sprinting off into the trees.
Character: Themra
Location: Booty Bay
"I'd be happy to be started as soon as possible," Themra agreed.
Character: Ivan
Location: Ratchet
"To tell you the truth, it's not about the money for me," Ivan whispered at the girl, madness in his eyes. "It's merely that I like you better captive, terrified, and miserable than free and happy."
Character: Snowmane
Location: Gilneas
"Do you?" Snowmane asked, having difficulty believing Phillip knew how she felt. She paused for a moment, shaking her head again as she stirred the porridge. "Sorry if that sounded mean."
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
/
Amanda the Shadowheart
, Banshee Queen Loyalists (
Vrem Dartskul
,
Kraim Rotbolt
,
Gabriel Belmont
,
Faldrun Jawtaker
,
Jerrim Bonez
),
Susie Lanley
, Necromaners, The Damned
Location: Booty Bay / Alterac Mountains
Morec cracked his neck as he walked out of the death gate. "Now, let's see. Slavers, slavers everywhere... but I don't feel like spending much money..." He chuckled and strolled deeper into the harbor.
"These types usually get into trouble with one group or another."
"That's what you're betting on, isn't it?"
"Precisely. I play the hero, I get the manpower at discount price."
"Clever."
"Chocolate."
"I'll get some of that too."
Post by
Atik
Phillip
Gilneas
'It's alright.... just trust me....'
Phillip spoke through their link. "I do...."
Post by
Morec0
Character: Ebony Gangsters
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
The captain of the guard went down silently as the knife sliced cleanly through the back of his throat and severed his vocal cords. He died seconds later. A second guard retrived the knife and nodded to the other two, one of whom snapped the neck of the second real guard. All three of the imposters then pulled back out black masks and once again donned them to disguise their identities before taking the keys from the guard and making their way down into the Stockades.
Post by
536837
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Lak'tuk Demoneye
, Salja
Location: Felwood
Salja nodded and began to heal the orc with her fel-tainted spells. Lak'tuk breathed out slowly, glad to both be aliviated of her pain and to feel the comforting aura of fel as she was. "What has been going on here?" she asked Vile. She still hated herself for destroying Koren's soul in her attempt to ressurect him, but at least there were still parts of him in whatever he had become. Somewhere.
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
/
Amanda the Shadowheart
, Banshee Queen Loyalists (
Vrem Dartskul
,
Kraim Rotbolt
,
Gabriel Belmont
,
Faldrun Jawtaker
,
Jerrim Bonez
),
Susie Lanley
, Necromaners, The Damned
Location: Booty Bay / Alterac Mountains
Morec slammed his fist on the door of what was clearly a slave house over and over again. "Open up!" he demanded. "I'm looking for management, and I know someone in there can tell me where to find him or her!" He continued to knock.
(( I'll leave it up to you on how to respond to Morec, Khrayze. ))
Slowly, coaxed by some of the others or simply deciding they had no choice, the rest of the Damned gathered around Urdish.
Character: Ebony Gangsters
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
The gangsters quickly entered the first block of cells and began to open the cell doors, letting out all of the prisoners held within. They moved on to deeper and deeper within the Stockades, opening the cells as they went. One of the prisoners released, a large black man with an eyepatch, grabbed ahold of one of the smaller gangsters.
"What's going on?" he demanded to know with a growl. "Last I heard your gang was all but disbanded with the deaths of your leaders."
The gangster scowled. "That's none of your buisness." He tried to pull away, only for the larger man to grabed his throat and lifted him into the air.
"Then how about I make it my buisness?" he asked, starting to tighten his grip.
The gangster gasped for air. "We're under new management," he managed to spit out. "That's all I can say about that."
"Fine, but you had better tell me what this 'new management' of yours wants with me."
"He just wants you all free."
"Why?"
The gangster could only shrug in reply, and was promptly tossed roughly to the ground. After that he scurried back to his feet and hurried to catch up with the rest of his group. The black man cracked his neck and marched towards the prison's exit.
Meanwhile, on the surface, a group of wagons pulled up next to the stockades. The driver of the lead wagon then motioned for those with him to begin unloading the crates in the back. And they slowly started to stack the boxes just inside the prison walls.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Gilneas
"Alright," Snowmane answered with a slight sigh. "Light, I don't know how I'm going to manage this."
Character: Taelani
Location: Stratholme
"I don't understand," Taelani murmured, before shrugging and following Russell to the door.
Post by
Atik
Phillip
Gilneas
"Just remember you're not alone." Phillip assured her, starting to also feel like they were going in circles.
Post by
536837
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Lak'tuk Demoneye
, Salja
Location: Felwood
Salja finished her healed and backed off. "'Ow do joo feel?" she asked.
"Better," Lak'tuk responded. "What do you think we should do?" Personally she intended to scry for the heroes again and track them down, but she thought it better to understand her options first.
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
/
Amanda the Shadowheart
, Banshee Queen Loyalists (
Vrem Dartskul
,
Kraim Rotbolt
,
Gabriel Belmont
,
Faldrun Jawtaker
,
Jerrim Bonez
),
Susie Lanley
, Necromaners, The Damned
Location: Booty Bay / Alterac Mountains
Morec tilted his head ever so slightly as he followed the elf.
"Nice ass."
"Careful, could be a dude."
"Nah, this ones a chick for sure."
"Let's hope so." He continued to follow the elf further back into the building. "What about the elf?"
"Death knight maybe?"
"Could be, if so we may have to elimiate him to get our point across. Wasn't expecting this kind of options from a slaver."
The Church of Shadow. Vrem had told them they were also enemies of the Banshee Queen. One reached for his weapon, thinking that she could strike down Urdish despite his ascended nature - not that she understood what that intaled.
The others were split. Some nodded slowly or said nothing, agreeing to these terms to themselves. The rest began to back away slowly, not willing to risk a fight against Urdish but not willing to surrender to their enemy either.
Character: Ebony Gangsters
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
As the prisoners made their way up to the surface, the Gangsters passed out weapons to them. Swords and maces were amongst these, but so were more elaborate weapons. Blunderbuses, pistols, rifles both single-shot and semi-automatic. Weapons that many of these criminals had never been able to get their hands on before but practically drooled over now.
The black man himself took a mace and a few pistols for his armaments, knocking away a number of the smaller prisoners. He didn't fully understand what was going on, but he wasn't going to let this opperunity for freedom pass him by. With a grin plastered on his face, he leaned up against the wall just next to the door and peered out. The Stormwind Guard, finally realizing something was off, was midway through fully organizing itself outside. The battle to come would be bloody and brilliant.
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