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Post by
Aimsyr
Elsa Wolftongue
Stormwind
Elsa raised an eyebrow, "you ought to take better care of
your
purse," she commented, as though she was still not convinced it belonged to Peter anymore.
Although she appeared relaxed - or at least as relaxed as someone could hope to be, surrounded by armed merchant and their guards - she was busily trying to work out an escape route that preferably would also involve retrieving
her
coin purses.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
"Um...Will, then. Thank you. But-ah...." he looked about at the mass of people, asifonly now noticing them. "Oh..."
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Post by
Aimsyr
Elsa Wolftongue
Stormwind
"Well, what are you waiting for? SEIZE THEM!" shouted a massively overweight gnome, complete with top hat, monocle and pipe. Whether
them
referred to the wallets or the thieves remained to be seen however.
The merchants and their bodyguards surged forwards, though whether they were thirsty for blood or money was impossible to discern. Unfortunately for them Elsa was not only far more determined than they expected, but faster and stronger as well, and the first few people to charge at her received a boot in the unmentionables.
That being said her attackers were considerably more skilled and once they realized she was no pushover, she was forced to retreat by sheer force of arms. The human scooped up the topmost layer of coin purses from the bag and proceeded to sprint up the stairs of the inn.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
Peter pun around, eyes wide. People were shoving and jostling him. He didn't know what to do. He was never good amongst such crowds, and the sheer frenzy of this one's actions put him off even more so. He saw the woman flee up the stairs, and some instinct scream that he follow, which he did so with all due haste.
Breaking from the crowd, he rushed up the stairs in pursuit of the young woman.
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Post by
Aimsyr
Elsa Wolftongue
Stormwind
As Elsa ran up the stairs she started frantically stuffing coin purses into her tunic wherever there was space, though that was easier said than done and several fell to the ground in her wake.
As she reached the top floor she made her way to the nearest door, tested to see if it was locked and then proceeded to kick it down. Or rather, try to. The door was solid oak and had obviously decided to hold its ground, so she instead made her way to the window at the end of the hall.
This time the human woman had better luck, the glass shattered easily and she was soon running along the rooftop, blood oozing from several large gashes on her hands.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
To say Peter was not in the best of states mentally was an understatement. But when he saw the blood on the broken glass after the young woman jumped out, he now at least had a more reasonable purpose in following the woman out of the window. Though it still objectively made little sense.
Regardless, he soon found himself skidding along the roofs of Stormwind. The morning light casting his figure in shadow as he tried to follow the woman who had picked his pocket.
And as he cried out "Wait! Please! You're wounded!" he did not, in fact, appreciate the irony of trying to heal the very hands who had just picked his pocket.
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Post by
Aimsyr
Elsa Wolftongue
Stormwind
Elsa either did not hear Peter or thought it was a trick, for if anything she had put on an extra burst of speed. The human leapt across the street onto the rooftop opposite, which was no small jump to say the least, landing roughly but managing to at least land on her feet.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
Peter skidded to a stop at the edge of the building. His eyes widened when he looked down at the sheer drop off the edge of the building to the cobbled streets below. A jump he most assuredly could not make. He looked back up, the woman who had robbed him already becoming a distant sight along the roof.
"Wait!" Peter called, trying to catch her attention verbally one last time.
Post by
Aimsyr
Elsa Wolftongue
Stormwind
Apart from a audible crunch she seemed to have landed perfectly, though as Elsa tried to move away her left leg buckled under her weight and she narrowly avoided toppling off the rooftop.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
Peter watched as the young woman collapsed. He looked back, then back down at the drop. He gulped audibly and backed up along the roof. Then, with a mad dash, rushed forward and jumped. The young priest sailed over the gap, windmilling his arms before he hit the roof. He fell to is knee, sliding down several feet along the slop of the roof before he managed to stop himself.
Peter panted with adrenaline and relief as he glanced up to where the pickpocket was.
Post by
morginar
Character: Azjernis
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
"When the prisssonersss essscape, where do you plan to retreat?" Azjernis asked again hissinly, and wondering if there is more than one exit to the stockades.
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Post by
Aimsyr
Elsa Wolftongue
Stormwind
Elsa looked between Peter and Laura, then to the street below with a mad glint in her eyes. Her entire demeanor suggested she was more than prepared to jump, even if she had only one chance in a hundred of surviving and getting to keep her newfound possessions.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Stormwind
Peter's eyes widened in horror. He scrambled to his feet. "Wait! Please! Wait! Don't...not mad! Not interested in your gold! Don't care! Don't jump! Can heal your ankle!" he cried, stetching an arm at her beseechingly.
Character:
Maximilian Totentanz
Location:
Stormwind
"That's where you come in," Max said, pointing to her. "Hey!" he called to the Forsaken. "The sooner you lend a hand, the sooner we're out of here."
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