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Post by
Patty
Lily/Renold/Romal
Location: Duskwallow Marsh
"So, cos this is kind of eerie, anyone got freaky stories or anything?" Lily enquired excitably, taking a seat on the rough ground. Her two companions stayed silent, Romal still unequipping his armour and Renold summoning his succubus again.
"Here." he said quietly, not facing the girl as he handed her several fel crystals. She smiled and shook his hand vigorously in gratitude.
"Okay then," the elf sighed - reclining. "How about a name?"
"Huh?" the techslayer asked confusedly.
"You know, a team name! All the cool guys have one." Lilitha remarked, removing her blackened armour to reveal more bright and bold shorts and a top. Renold's succubus giggled to herself, slapping her thigh with her whip - whispering something to the human which caused a smirk to spread across his face.
"What!" Lily asked with a frown.
"Oh...nothing." the warlock replied, stifling a laugh.
"Reverance." Romal muttered, causing both Lily and Renold to raise their eyebrows. "The team name..." the tauren shrugged.
"No, super mega awesome club!" the priestess suggested excitably. Renold covered his face with his palm, and shook his head.
"Oblivion," He stated simply, Syalenes nibbling his ear suggestively.
"Reverance of mega super awesome oblivion?" Lily giggled. The two males shook their heads, and the last of Romal's plated armour clanged to the floor. He let out a sigh of relief, his cloth tunic clinging to his furred skin.
Syalenes whispered something else into Renold's ear, and he nodded with approval. "My elegant servant here," the human gestured to his succubus. "Has kindly suggested 'Diversity' - due to our inherent differences." he finished, going back to flirting with his demonic pet.
"I kinda like it." Lily said cheerily, and Romal simply grunted in approval.
Post by
Mazaniam
((Can I make another team? And keep Crystal? Just wondering.))
Crystal
Dustwallow Marsh
The team hired a small wagon outside of Theramore, cheap but enough to do the job. Not that cheap though, as Razrula, who had tight purse strings, constantly reminded them.
"Look, we just don't have that kind of money to spend. We cannot afford to pay fifty gold for a Gypsy cart!" The Elder Draenei complained.
"We get by." Mazani countered. "Besides, we have beds now. I do not want to be sleeping in a bush."
"I agree" The tired, and now weary Pathal said. "I'll cover it when we win the match. We really need to be healthy, not catching flu." Razrula sighed.
"As you wish" The old one said, reaching out to make sure the horseman was on the right track. "We will arrive tomorrow. Let us sleep." And with that, the trio rolled into their respective beds.
Post by
Neonhyper
((No. One team at a time.))
Characters
:
Ashley Kingsworn
,
Alexxa Everwind
,
Nina Plainhoof
Location
: Dustwallow Marsh
"So. Names!" Ashley cried.
"Name?" Alexxa raised an eyebrow.
The three girls were seated in their enclosed wagon, on pillows and blankets, with their decks of cards tossed this way and that. Outside they could hear the crackling of fires, as Zalia's goblin club recounted tales of gold-gaining and scamming and such.
"Yes, we've been running all over for the past three years without an arena team name! It's about time we got one!" the paladin nodded, and looked over at the Quel'dorei, who just rolled her eyes.
Nina was nodding vigorously, "Yes, we do need a name!"
There was quiet murmuring as they discussed, Alexxa mumbled off a series of odd sounding Thalassian words, which were quickly denied, due to nobody else knowing what they meant. Nina tried a few names, but they were rejected because they were too bubbly. Ashley thoughtfully ran a hand under her helmet and rubbed her chin in thought.
"How about Horizon?" She asked.
"Horizon?" Nina tilted her head.
"Like... a bold new horizon, like the future... where we don't have to do this anymore." Ashley said.
"Horizon Light." Alexxa stated, "Light of the future."
They looked between each other, and nodded.
Post by
Patty
Diversity
Dustwallow Marsh
"Well," Romal strained as he stretched his gargantuan arms, "Good night." He crawled onto his covers, wrapping them over himself.
"Yep." Renold sighed, commanding his servant to keep guard on the trio.
"Good night guys, see you in the morning. Talking of which - do you think that we'll be able to see -" the sin'dorei girl stopped talking when loud snores reverberated in her delicate ears. She mumbled to herself inaudibly as she threw her own covers around herself, closing her eyes and hearing naught but the rhythmic thumping and clicking of Syalenes' hooves.
Post by
170325
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Post by
lightnstuff
Black-Rune Crushers
Duskwallow arena
A team of warriors and a deathknight, the Black-Rune Crushers are comprised of Thagg, the orc warrior who delights in cracking heads open, T'senu a female troll Death-Knight who's twin blades runes tell a sad tale of betrayal and vengence, and IT, a massive warrior concealed under what seems like a metric ton of metal. The entire team's armor is runed by T'senu.
Thagg is a sterotypical second war orc, blood, guts and glory. He was never officially exiled, but in the same sense "frowned upon" means illegal, he was "encouraged" to find a new life outside of orgrimar. He met T'senu in Booty-Bay advertizing his prowess in battle.
T'senu
doesn't retain many memories, but when she was awoken Instructor Razuvius handed her a pair of rune-blades that were specificly engraved for her. Now she fights with the Black-Rune crushers to encourage recruits to join their ranks.
IT
happened to be standing at the registration booth when Thagg and T'senu signed up together. He bears a huge and very ornate shield with a shild spike, and his size is rivaled by few. The armor plating he bears is black, and as well designed as his shield. It's weight puts him over one thousand pounds.
Thagg paced about impatiently.
"When do the fights start! I need to break some skulls!"
T'senu sighed and rolled her eyes, "Remember this isn't a fight to the death."
"Well fine but I want tear something apart!"
"They'll call us..."
IT grunted and continued to polish his armor.
Post by
Neonhyper
Characters
:
Ashley Kingsworn
,
Alexxa Everwind
,
Nina Plainhoof
Location
: Dustwallow Marsh
"We should be at the arena tomorrow, by then they'll probably have everything set up." Alexxa commented, "It's getting really dark out, you think we should sleep?"
"Nooooo! We never sleep... we can sleep tomorrow when we finish traveling, we're not sleeping now. I want to have fun before we have to hurt people!" Nina exclaimed.
Ashley nodded, "More cards, anyone?"
Alexxa sighed, and turned away. Nina and Ashley started playing together as the battlemage smacked her head against a wall.
Post by
Orranis
Escapism:
Ayedin Frozenheart
,
Mujholneer Thunderfist
,
Ayren Skychaser
Location: Arena Complex
There packs stored in their new small room, consisting of no furniture and three hammocks, they set out to the bar. Ayren was indulging himself relatively little, considering his size, while before Mujholneer stood enough glasses to flatten a Kodo. Ayedin, being able to consume no food and having none of the necessary organs to derive pleasure from food or drink, drummed his armored hands on the table, looking bored. He noted the distinct rise in prices there was compared to any normal bar. Obviously, this was a profit business.
Post by
lightnstuff
((nice sig face))
Black-Rune Crushers
Arena Complex
"That's it! I'm going out to beat on something!"
T'senu sighed,"practice dummies are down the hall on right..."
"How do you know that?"
"Because I actually listened to the greeter."
"What? Well you...bah" He stormed off to find the dummies himself.
Post by
Adamsm
Morgan La Fey/Molly 'Ka-Boom' Twinwrench/The Silent One
Dustwallow Marsh
"Anyone ever tell you Silent, your disgusting?" Molly asked with a grimace, looking away and covering her mouth as the Graven One carefully pulled the body of the bandit apart, skinning it and tossing the flesh away as he gathered up the bones. "Many times, and often young gnome." He said simply, and placed the bones into his special pack then stood up, leaving the offal behind.
"Let's keep moving; we need to get to the arena before too long; I'd rather not lose our place because we're late." Morgan said quietly, putting his pistol away and moving off, the gnome and wrapped figure following behind him, both arguing quietly with each other as they went, Molly working on her suit as they went, Silent returning to his scythe.
Post by
Mazaniam
Crystal
Blackwing Arena
Razrula reluctantly paid the Horseman, who grumbled his thanks, before turning the large coach round and heading back to Theramore.
"Well... we have arrived!" Pathal said, ever the optimist. The Arena was made of heavy black metal, with deadly Orc-like spikes over the body of it. Directly in front of them, was a booth with a gate beside it. A hungry looking goblin beckoned them over.
"Time is money, and I'm almost on lunch! Waddya want?" The green squirt asked.
"We are Crystal, here as a Team." Mazani said, matter-of-factly.
"I see... well here ya go. Two hundred gold on yer heads. Do good, or I'll hurt someone. Do we understand each other,
Friends?
" His meaning was clear. He had money on them. No pressure.
"We understand." Pathal said, leading Crystal under the gate.
Post by
Joemaster240
Character's: Squeancey, Squeancie, and Squeance Tickaboom
Classes: Tinker (Squeancey), Steam Warrior (Squeancie), Techno Mage (Squeance)
Race: Gnome
Location: Theramore
Squeancey, Squeancie, and Squeance are sisters. Squeancey is the oldest, 25 years old, and the tinkerer of the group. She is great with most all of the technology. Squeancie is the middle sister, age 22, and isn't so great at the technology and often times let's her sister's work on her mech suit for her. Squeance is the youngest, 20, and was originally not much into tinkering and began as a mage but slowly getting into technology. She is a novice techmage but is quickly becoming skilled at her chosen profession.
The three sister's walked through town. "Now remember we have to win as much money at this thing as possible so we can pay the bill and things." Squeancey said as they headed toward the arena. "We won't lose to anybody." squeancie said wishing she could ride in her mech suit but her sister's made her walk with them. "There is always the chance of failure though." Squeance said.
"Look it doesn't matter! We have to win!" Squeancey said as they headed for the city gates.
Post by
170325
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Adamsm
Morgan La Fey/Molly 'Ka-Boom' Twinwrench/The Silent One
The Arena Grounds, Dustwallow Marsh
The three had reached the grounds and Morgan pulled out the scroll with all the info on it, given to him by his patron. He read over it quickly and moved towards the sign in area, quickly dealing with that information and getting their badges.
"Name?" The goblin at the desk asked disinterestedly. "Slaughter." La Fey answered and the goblin nodded, writing it down and handing them a sheet. "Section A; dorm rooms." He told the marksman who waved at him as he left the room. "This way." He told his partners who followed after him.
Post by
Orranis
((Lol, Gnome I planned to meet up with you in the bar. Oh well...))
Post by
170325
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Orranis
((Aye, that's what I was basing it on.))
Post by
Mazaniam
Crystal
BWA
Razrula looked at the small box with
C.R.Y.S.T.A.L
imprinted on it. Inside, he found a scroll. He handed it to Mazani, who unrolled it and read ;
To Crystal, Arena Team Number 4367.
You're patron is Zomach Sizzlewrench.
You're room is in Block D, Floor Five.
You're first match is at ___ ((I'll edit when Hyper tells))
Please report to you're room for a good night's sleep.
Thank you.
Gase Fuselighter Industries.
Post by
lightnstuff
Black-Rune Crushers
Arena Complex
T'senu smirked as she sat down on her bed. She scored a delux room, only for one hundred gold after reminding the goblin at the counter that they were an armed extremely dangerous troup, and that the last thing they needed was another group of frustrated group of warriors.
Thagg opened a door violently, and behold a sight more beautiful than gold. Training dummies. He sprinted towards a big one, roaring at the top of his lungs.
Post by
Monday
Nemuraan, Marzegog, Pätryn, Team Maelstrom
Dustwallow marsh.
Backstory: Nemuraan is a draenei paladin. During the war in Northrend he was assigned to a unit in the Howling Fjord. During that time he met up with Pätryn, a human death knight. Both eventually reached Icecrown where they were some of the first to assault Icecrown Citadel. They met up with Marzegog, a human warlock, in one of the attacks on the Pit of Saron. All became fast friends and traveled the world together.
Numuraan sighed as he trudged through the mud, sighing as his heavy armor and weapons weighed him down. Pätryn chuckled as he stepped on frozen water, his very essence freezing it. Marzegog drifted behind, seemingly untouched by the filth.
They eventually reached the arena, where they met a goblin. "Team Maelstrom," they told him.
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