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Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Stormwind
"That is sad mate," Tristram laughed, clapping Roland on the shoulder.
Vivica reappeared, her arms full of vegetables and tubers. She piled them on the counter with the rest. "Okay, so this is enough to keep us eating good for like, two weeks at least..." she said quietly, organizing the food on the counter.
"Of course, I can cook decently, and I have a pot and pan in my pack. Did you guys take enough? Because we're going on an adventure as soon as we leave this city," Vivica grinned, putting her hands on her hips.
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Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Orgrimmar
Mor'jon looked over at Ba'alu, with a slight bemused smile on his lips as he pulled of the chest piece and set it aside with a sigh, as he would have to get it fixed since it did have a large hole in it. He pulled off his forearm protectors after that, then reached down and removed his boots. He considered then shrugged as he pulled off the mail pants. He wore a pair of breeches on under that, but his chest was uncovered, showing a mess of scars that crisscrossed his front and back and down the upper parts of his arms.
"Are you comfortable?" He asked as he sat back down on the bed.
Post by
Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Stormwind
"Food for our adventure," Vivica grinned, retorting his sarcastic comment. "Why, do you object? Would you rather stay in the city?"
Tristram looked at Vivica and Roland, shrugging. "I don't know I feel like I barely know you, are you sure you're wanting me to come along?"
Vivica laughed. "Getting to know each other will come in time," she said simply.
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
"Jah," Ba'alu grinned, rolling over to face him. She blinked up at him curiously, reaching over to trace a scar on his chest. "Lossa scars..." she murmured.
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Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Orgrimmar
"Yes." Mor'jon agreed, looking down at her. "I told you my life with my mother's tribe was pleasant." He said quietly, looking away from her. "When they were bored, it was time to cut and attack the half-breed to see if they could get the orc taint out of him." He told her.
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Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Stormwind
"Awesome," Vivica exclaimed, clapping her hands. "Hm.... destinations... destinations.." she reached up and touched her braid lightly, thinking. "Okay, I'll admit I havn't gotten that far."
Tristram laughed, going over and helping organize the food.
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
Ba'alu frowned, still gently tracing the scars. "Oh..." she said, unable to think of something else to say in her drunken state.
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Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Orgrimmar
Mor'jon sat quietly, then spoke. "When my mother died, I had to run from the Amani lands; I really had no choice as she was the only thing keeping the tribe from killing me." He said, almost to himself. "It was then I heard about the orcs heading to the west, and so I followed. I wanted to find my father, to find out why he had abandoned my mother like that." The half-troll sighed quietly. "Turns out he already had found a new family; I have a younger half-sister but she knows nothing about me."
Post by
morginar
Character: ?
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
The sound of metal boots could be heard in the dark hallway in the Stockade as the two guards dragged an unconsious female naga towards the cell where they planed to dump her among the spiderlike creature and the probably dead human.
If you listen in to the sound of boots you could hear the sound of rattling shackles the guard had placed on the nagas four arms. The light blue scaled, teal fined, lightly green belly scalled naga was a sorceress. But not that powerful as the guards did owerpower her with ease.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Cht'k-k-k
Location: Stockades
The nerubian looked down at the Kobold, her four primary eyes glinting in the light of the magic orb. "Then you do what-t we ssay, yes?" she hissed, a drop of venom dripping from one of her fangs.
Post by
Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Stormwind
"No clue, but can't say I'm interested in facing the Scourge," he said with a weak laugh. "Defias, maybe."
Vivica shrugged. "Westfall is still further then I've ever been. We can head there first?" She sighed loudly, spinning to face them. "I'm just so sick of this place," she muttered.
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
Ba'alu mumbled something, made unintelligible by her drunken state and sleepiness. She rolled over, kicking her pants off and scooting closer to him. Her head rested on his chest, her arm sprawled over his waist and her leg up and over his. Ba'alu kissed his chest lightly, moving and running her finger along his stomach. "It be okay..." she murmured quietly.
Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Orgrimmar
Mor'jon let himself lay back and absently ran his fingers through Ba'alu's hair. He sighed a little at himself; he found the troll woman very attractive and wished she wasn't so drunk. "Thank you." He murmured back as he pulled close.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Elwynn
"Carbine eh?" the man mused to himself, idly scratching his beard. "Mhmmm...Yeah, yeah. Let's see, I think I can scratch up a barrel 'nd a trigger. Gotta cannabalize another gun. But tha' stock...Ya know!" the blacksmith decalred, snapping his thick fingers. "Old Winchester's a gunsmith. I betcha he has the parts. Give me a minute...I uh, hate ta ask but, you cna pay right?"
"Can," Peter said, holding up his coin purse.
"Right. Give me a minute." The blacksmith turned and vanished deeper into the forge, a brief flash of sunlight revealing he had departed a back door. A few minutes later he returned with several parts in hand, a grin breaking through the soot covering his face.
" 'ere we are. He had some left over form another job. His supplier threw a couple of 'em in with an order. Though, 'e says they're not tha best quality pieces. Serviceable, though he says. 'nd I trust his word." The blacksmith held the parts forward for Irene's perusal.
Character:
Maximilian Totentaz
Location:
Stormwind
Max's ear twitched at the distant ring of chains. He narrowed his eyes and looked to the spide. "Someone's coming. Quick! Hide the rat!"
Post by
Gumballs
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
"Mm..." Ba'alu murmured, leaning forward and kissing his chest. Her tusks scraped against his skin, her eyes closed as her lips felt the texture of his scars.
After a little while she paused, blinking up at him lazily and smiling. "Why yah doin' dis Mo'..." Ba'alu murmured, her chin resting on his chest as she smirked at him, her eyes half lidded.
Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Orgrimmar
"Doing what?" Mor'jon asked with a grin, shuddering a little from what she was doing to him.
Post by
Gumballs
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
Ba'alu shifted again, propping herself up with her elbow. "Dis," she said, giving a half shrug before breaking into a giggle. "Wif me." She shifted, laying her head down on his chest once more and shutting her eyes.
Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Orgrimmar
"Because you are a beautiful troll woman who interests me?" Mor'jon suggested with a laugh, enjoying himself. "I could ask you the same thing." He said, taking in the view of her.
Post by
Gumballs
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
"Whad 'bout Maka?" Ba'alu asked, her head resting on his chest again. Her eyes were closed and her fingers began to trace lazy circles on his stomach again.
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