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Leera Fenwick (Doomed timeline)
Leera looked darkly at the orc.
shouldn't ask," she warned. "But I feel like you won't just forget I said anything..."
Praey grinned, reaching into a pouch on her hip. "Fo' you, Tae... anyfin'..." Praey purred, handing him a small pouch. She grinned wider, turning away from the merchant and looking out at the courtyard. "Ah dun use da stuff anymo'."
Ashiena & Daenak Liontusk
Daenak began to cook the deer meat, skewering it on spits above the now roaring fire. He glanced over at his sister who was preparing the hide for storage, rubbing salt on it. Ashiena's brow was tense as she focused on her work.
Mali stood watch at the edge of the camp, always overly cautious. Baac on the other hand was curled up next to the fire, the much more experienced animal sensing no threats in the area at all.
Av'ka growled and dodged the fel bolt, turning in the direction she came and bolting away from the group. This was definitely not what she was expecting, and the druidess had no intentions of dying today.
Tza’tali Treehugger & Yo’ou Firemane
The two lovebirds sat in silence, looking out at the horizon and chewing on grass. Tza'tali glanced over at Yo'ou and smiled, completely content.
Azi said nothing, just embraced her siblings for a long while before they finally parted. Tears still soaked Azi's cheeks as she blinked up at her older brother and sister. "Have you heard from Tahni or Ja'ak?" she questioned quietly, wiping her cheek with the palm of her hand.
Ganjaru Evergreen, Zane the Haunted & Tigermaster K’ode
Finally, K'ode made the first move in addressing the group nearby. "Greetings," he called, raising his hand in salute. "We mean you no harm, just passing through."
Teniki Windwalker & Nat of the Beat
Nat smiled sadly at the small child, who was clearly a night elf. "Ah be ah troll, but dunna worry. Ahm nah gunna hurcha. Yah be safe. Where's yah mudda and fadda?" she asked, looking around the area.
Suris stared. They were just...There...Trolls...Being...Maybe they were supposed to be there?
The worg watched K'ode suspiciously, "What do you want?"
The priestess had by now dismounted and had been listening to the conversation with Zezi in polite silence, only interrupting now, "if you are too cowardly to die you evidently still have something to live for," she told the young troll.
Tae'sash Firebloom(Doomed)/Tae'sash Firebloom(Alpha)
"Thank you oh mighty kind and gracious lady." Tae said, kissing her hand as he took the herb. "Just what I needed." He looked skyward and his eyebrows raised at the sight of a miniature phoenix doing circles above them. He started to say something as Aya suddenly raised her head and gave a low confused hiss, staring at a cloaked and hooded figure who was approaching them.
To'ka Stormshift, Ka'va Treewing(Doomed)
"No we haven't yet." Ka'va said, wiping her own tears away.
"Miri is still missing too." To'ka said, not wanting to let go of either of his sisters.
She turned and looked at the new comers. "Pffeh....ah only live out of 'abbit." she said. "Der is no odda reason fa me ta be alive." She paused. "Cause everytin I 'as is 'ere." She pointed at her ratty clothes and scarf. "And I ain't got no one that gives ah care aboot (Canada) me."
Lurdukmun Shade-(Alpha Timeline)
Lur's eyes narrowed, his arms resting at his side, "Can't do that....threats in the shadows right?" He leaned forward slightly, "Tell me...exactly what you were talking about....what is the World Eater?" he asked heatedly, perhaps a bit more forceful than needed.
Location: Trisfal Glades
Dawn blinked for a moment, trying to search her mind for the word troll, that was a race right? Weren't they part of the Horde? The little girl honest couldn't remember. Then Nat brought up the rather fresh wounds in her mind, causing her to break into hesterics again, "Momma's dead! and mister's Morec's book killed Daddy!" She clutched the tome tightly, crying into it.
Vashadya shook her head at the first part of what Zezi said, "it takes courage to be prepared to die, but to throw away your life needlessly takes only stupidity."
"You may think no ones cares about you now, but that is not going to change the fact you will inevitably find someone that does," the priestess added.
A pained cry rang out in the desert, a tauren druid layed prone in the sand holding his burned chest, "What do you want you monster!" the male growled out, staring at the smoldering figure before him. "
" the robed man drawled out, watching the tauren struggle for his life.
He raised up his hand, purple tendrils of magic burrowed into the tauren, flaying his soul from his body. When the crystal finally formed in his off hand he waved his sword over the now dead body, immolating it.
She shook her head. "No one cares for a street rat." she said in response.
Rotha flitted her ears, "You are alive, little one. Survive and flourish."
"Pfeh...ah've suvived years and not once, despite what ah try, ah've neva been able to 'flourish'." she spat back.
"Then why do you chose to go on living like this?" Vashadya asked.
"Because there is nothing else!" she responded, starting to get a bit angry. "I ain't got no real skeels, except stealin, and ain't no one gon teach a street rat troll like me ta do anytin else!"
(Offshoot-Version One) Lord Rivendare
(Offshoot-Version One) Lady Rivendare
"I suppose it will have to," Lady Rivendare said, then looked at her other half. "Shall we be on our way?"
"Indeed," Lord Rivendare replied with a nod. "It was an honor to see you again, Father Shadowbender; and good to meet you as well, Russell Deathsbane. Hopefully our paths will cross ways again." The two nobles turned and left.
Once they were very much out of earshot, Lord Rivendare said to his Lady; "he wans't telling us everything, and what do you make of his 'dragons' comment?"
"It isn't much of a lead, I'm afraid," Sithia replied. "It rules out the blue flight, yes, but the reds, the greens, the bronze, even the blacks are capable of some form of portal magic in relation to their particular tie to the world - even with the Aspects gone."
"But if the types of portals that brought that alternate version of me to this place and the portal in the depths of the Undercity were of the same magic, would that not mean they have the same point of origin?"
"I was getting to that," Lady Rivendare responded. "You 'ought to let me finish my thoughts sometime."
"I'll get right on that," the alternate version of Morec replied with a smile. "Now, as for those portals near Brill..."
"Also the same magic," Sithia said with a returned smile. "We'll dispatch Lady Shadowheart herself this time to check it out. She is better aquianted with the town than either of us." The Lord nodded in agreement.
(Doomed-Version) Curho Demoneye
(Doomed-Version) Lak'tuk Demoneye
Demon's Eye Clan
(Alpha-Version) Nilon Lighteye
Location: (Alpha-Past Timeline) Outskirts of Jaedenar, Felwood
The paladin gritted his teeth and stood up. Ignoring the sheer pain it caused him, he shot out his left arm and a burst of Light eminated from his palm in the direction of the Legionarries attacking him. The rays were bright end to temporary blind Curho and all other looking directly at him, forcing them to cancel their spells to shield their eyes as well, and in that time the paladin turned tail and ran back towards the road.
Curho and Lak'tuk were about to give pursuit when they noticed the flash out of the corner of their eyes. Although not directly looking at it, it was enough to irritate their sight-giving orbs and stun them for long enough that, when they looked back, the druidess was gone.
Growling in fury, the future-Curho approached his youngers self. "What was that about?" he asked.
Still shaking the Light out of his eyes, Alpha-Curho was slow to respond. "That blood elf," he said after a moment, "has been assaulting our border for weeks now. Nearly every day he jumps in, kills a handful of our warriors and guards, and then flees back to wherever his camp is set up."
"You haven't sent out scouts looking for him?"
"Of course we have!" Curho said. "But even with the Cenario Circle's attention drawn towards healing the last of the damage to their precious World Tree there are still enough to make such scouting parties problematic. If they aren't killed outright their movement is presumed to be the start of some greater plot, and before you know it we have a dozen mercenary-heroes breathing down our neck for fel-knows how long."
(Alpha-Version) Blaine Jeret
Location: (Alpha-Past Timeline) South of Lor'danel, Darkshore
Blaine caught the smell of smoke again, a nearby fire in the opposite direction from where he was currently heading... Damnit, between this and the troll scent in the other direction there must be some larger force in the area...
No, no; he couldn't jump to conclusions. He needed to be sure before he alerted Lor'danel's guard to a threat that there was actually a threat for them to be alerted to. And a possible camp seemed like the better place to go to check it out. Turning, he began to move with double pace in that direction.
In a short time, he was at the edge of a camp manned by another pair of trolls. He hid in the bushes nearby, hoping to pick up on some conversation between the two that would confirm to him whether or not they were with others. He wasn't going to risk speaking to them directly this time, not with those pets of theirs so near... It was a good thing had positioned himself downwind of them, less of a chance the cats would pick up on his scent.
Location: (Alpha-Past Timeline) Gadgetzan, Tanaris
Salja continued to stand, waiting for the orc to end her conversation with the theif so that she could appologize and see if there was anything she could do to help.
"Perhaps once I would have been inclined to believe that, but it is not so," Vashadya replied, her voice becoming slightly steely but not unfriendly. "Tell me, have you tried to do anything other than steal?"
"Yes I 'ave." She said the anger dissipating from her voice and a bit of a slump coming to her shoulders. "Once ah met an old shamen. He was very kind to meh. One day he offered to train me to use deh elements. However, when the day came to start muh training I found 'im dead in 'is 'ome." a tear fell from her eye's. "Dat was a few years ago...ah've tried udda tings before dat an not'in works."
"Well I may be no shaman, but if you would like to have a go at light and moon magic I would be willing to teach you," Vashadya told the troll, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"The goddess' love knows no blood, nor age. She will help you, little one. We will help you...If you let us." Rotha said quietly.
Leera Fenwick (Doomed timeline)
Leera leaned in closer to the orc, and spoke in a low voice. "Kalistra Sunstorm.
It's literal. And Witchkiller gone back... in time. You do the math."
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