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The Killing Games {Open RP}
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Southern Barrens
A smile twitched Ahanu's lips.
"What, after catching a
glimpse
of me you are suddenly not wanting all that
love
stuff to happen to you?" he asked softly.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Southern Barrens
"Was the
stirring
part a cruel joke?" the smile widened. One of his arms arose slowly and began to move towards the dwarf.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Menethil Harbor
|
Southern Barrens
"Well, I think I caught a glimpse of smoked meat somewhere over there," the druid pointed.
Ahanu considered rendering her unconscious again, but then discarded that option. After all, they were both grown up people able to carry responsibility for their actions, knowing full well what was it they were getting themselves into.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahanu Whitehorn
Location
: Southern Barrens
Ahanu kissed Dansha back, somewhat awkwardly as not having too much close contact for several months.
((See the previous post for my/Ahanu's reasoning.))
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((No one can say Ahanu's not been doing his best, resisting any longer would just be somewhat... Unhealthy :P So that's a definite yes.
And you liked the way he delayed Dansha last time, didn't you? Or was it too lame to be believable?))
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Behelich
Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Menethil Harbor
|
Southern Barrens
"Let's waste no time, then," Alexander said, hurrying forward.
"Smoked meat seems like the best choice for a voyage, anything else you two would like to buy?" he asked once getting to the stall interesting them.
Lisciel finished his crocolisk and was now relaxing by constructing magnificent illusions made of steam. Right now, he was raising a miniature copy of Warsong Hold.
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Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Richard Price and Gregor Killian
Location:
Ironforge
"You're lucky I was able to sweet-talk that guy, he was offerin' the ride for sixty gold.
Sixty!
Just had ta' remind him it was beer money, an' here we are now." Gregor proudly displayed two gryphons, one was bleak white and slim, while the other was black and chunky. "I'll take the burly one, looks just like the young fat one right 'ere," he pointed to his belly.
Richard couldn't help but laugh; Gregor always had something ridiculous to say. However, Richard still couldn't get over the fact he feared those mangy beasts, which is why he suggested taking the tram in the first place.
"C'mon Rich," Gregor called on his gryphon, hovering twenty feet in the air above him, "we got some Horde to fry!"
Richard tentatively mounted his beast, and held its feathers tightly. He closed his eyes tightly,
"Just imagine it's a horse...a flying horse. Oh who am I kidding, lets just get this journey over with."
He scratched the side of the bird's head. The gryphon was immediately mesmerized by the golden ring on his finger. He smiled and whispered softly, "Isabel would have loved you like our daughter."
He grabbed the reins and masterfully yanked on them to send the gryphon flying upwards. He maneuvered toward Gregor. "Lead the way, " he said to Gregor with a sly smile.
"Ya know it! Give me ten pints o' ale and some of those fancy tatoos and ya could call me a Wildhammer." Gregor and Richard flew through the city of Ironforge, and soon hit the cold, winter air of Dun Morogh.
"Luna loved snow..."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alexander "Duskhide" Bowie
|
Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Menethil Harbor
|
Southern Barrens
"I can, though," Alexander raised his hand, and proceeded to purchase quite an amount of drinks, including - the only thing with alcohol - a small barrel of dwarven stout.
At an empty table near them, a vision of Icecrown Citadel appeared, with an actual shard of ice on the top. Then an oversized compared to the models' scale figure of a robed human with a sword closely resembling the Ashbringer came up to the Hold. From the middle of it, an easily recognised outline of Warchief Garrosh rose. The human shook hands with the warchief after which the two threw their weapons at the Citadel, causing it to collapse.
"Of course, it was anything like that," Lisciel murmured quietly so that only Ashorn could hear him, "But they'll like this way far more."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser
Location
: Southern Barrens
"Have you ever heard of Shadowmourne?" came a reply.
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