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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Maximilian Totentaz, Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
Peter froze at the touch, the healing magic about his hands fading.
"Hey!" Max barked, sitting up to see what the problem was. "Why'd...You!" he pointed at the naga. " I know you can't exactly appreciate legs, but I do! Now cut it out!"
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Post by
morginar
Character: Azjernis
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
The naga turned her serpentine eyes over to look down on the man bellow. "Don't you worry, he issss ssstill alive and capabale of magic, for now if hisss mate doesssn't hurry." Azjernis hissed to Max on the floor.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Maximilian Totentaz, Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
"Well hot damn that sounds brilliant. So, I assume you have an idea of how some random farm girl can get the specific set of keys to our cell? Without arousing the suspicion of a prison full of guards?" Max asked sharply.
Post by
morginar
Character: Azjernis
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
"Ssssseduction?" Replied Azjarnis shrugging her fre set of arms.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Maximilian Totentaz, Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
Max looked at Irene.
"...Yeah, I don't think so."
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Post by
morginar
Character: Azjernis
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
"What do you ssssugesst warm-blood?" Azjernis hissed scornfully.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Maximilian Totentaz, Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
"Well here's a thought. You let whosits go so he can finish healing my legs. Because, if you hadn't noticed,
I'm bleeding all over the damn floor!
Exclamation point!"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Cht'k-k-k
Location: Stormwind
"How tragic-c-c it-t is then, that Azjol-Nerub falls to the Scourge, while these civilizations of imbeciles prosper," Cht'kkk murmured somberly.
Post by
morginar
Character: Azjernis
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
"Issss your legssss my problem?" Asked Azjernis.
Post by
Gumballs
Vivica Black
Stormwind
"That's it?" Vivica questioned, standing up straight and looking at Roland.
Tristram Mahone
Goldshire
Tristram had finished tending to the animals and packed Courage to head into town - specifically, the bakery.
He tethered Courage outside of the baker's and carried two large bags with him inside. "G'afternoon Charles, Natasha," Tristram said with a smile, putting the bags down on the counter with a thud.
"Greetings Tristram, what's this?" Charles replied, blinking a few times and approaching Tristram with a smile.
"About two dozen milk bottles, a few pounds of bacon, five freshly plucked chickens and some vegetables and herbs," Tristram said with a grin. "It's your pre-payment for watching over the farm for me again."
"Where are you off to now Tristram?" Natasha asked, fiddling with a handkerchief, her smile growing.
"Westfall I believe, and beyond," Tristram replied with a chuckle. "Should be great fun. You don't mind doin' this for me?"
Charles peered in the bags and nodded. "No no, not at all. We said we would if you needed us too. Same deal as last time?"
Tristram nodded. "Exact same, you keep 70% of what you harvest as payment," he smiled, shaking Charles's hand. "I appreciate it. I'll stay in touch, and if my brother stops by... well, tell him he won't be seeing me for a while."
Tristram bid farewell to the baker and his wife and began to wander around Goldshire, looking for anyone else interested in travelling with them.
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
Ba'alu nodded curtly and headed out the door, Cinny quick on her heels.
Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw
Orgrimmar
Mor'jon looked after her then shrugged, unsure what was going on with her. The half-troll checked to make sure that nothing was left behind, then followed along after Ba'alu.
Post by
Gumballs
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
Ba'alu wrinkled her nose as they descended the stairs, the troll feeling nauseous at the smell of ale and wine in the tavern. She made a beeline to the door, eager to get some fresh air.
Once she was outside, Ba'alu took a few deep breaths and looked at Mor'jon. "Ah need betta armah," she complained. "All y'alls lookin' so much betta den me. Mine be rags.."
Post by
Persen
Titus Cadwell, Tiziana 'Tiz' Calvin
Goldshire
"There. Done," Tiziana said and shoved her plate away from her. She leant back in the chair and began picking her teeth with her fork, looking out over the crowd in the inn.
"Okay, so.. we're going then?" Titus asked doubtfully.
"Yeh," she replied. "Why not?"
Titus, still not convinced, gave her a funny look, then put the frozen meat down and placed his palms on the edge of the table. "Nothing, nothing. You want to change first? I'll go buy some food to bring."
"Yeah," she agreed. "Outside here in, like ten minutes!"
Titus rose from the table and grabbed the mutton he had used as an icepack. He passed the bartender on his way out, laying the meat on the counter and giving the man a "thanks" and a symbolic tip.
--
Outside the inn the town was quite lively; a stark contrast from the calm and homely inn with its forenoon patrons. Titus stretched out reflexively when he was met by the sunlight, giving off a slight groan with the exercise. He then pointed his feet in the direction of the baker and began to navigate the crowd.
Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw
Orgrimmar
"Then we should head to the Drag for that." Mor'jon suggested. "There are a few armour shops there." He said, then looked at his mail chest piece. "And see if they can fix this for me." He chuckled at himself as he poked a hand through the hole in the front.
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Post by
Gumballs
Vivica Black
Stormwind
Vivica nodded, remaining quiet as Roland finished his goodbyes with his family.
Tristram Mahone
Goldshire
Tristram walked on his horse through Goldshire and called out. "Hey everyone, I'm looking for adventurers willing to take on the Defias at their head - The Deadmines! Any interested persons meet at the Goldshire Gates facing Stormwind in half an hour!"
Ba'alu
Orgrimmar
"Sure ting," Ba'alu nodded, the two headed that way. She jingled the gold in her pocket, quite excited that she could afford a little better armor. "Sarry ahm not so talkative.."
Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw
Orgrimmar
"Eh that's okay." Mor'jon told her, smiling at her excitement. "I know how the head can feel after a night of drinking." He said with a wink. The half-troll looked up at the signs on the buildings as they went, searching for one of the armour shops.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Maximilian Totentaz, Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
"I'll make it your problem by shoving my soon to be dead foot up your scaly rear!"
While the two were distracted by their discussion, Peter had slipped his healing hands to his side and drew his hammer. He swung the weapon at the naga's glowing hand sharply.
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