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ReGen 3, Wrath of the Lich King (Open RP)
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Post by
morginar
Character
:
Ithalwen Azureweaver
Location
: Dragonblight
Ithalwen striped out of her clothings and tucked herself down into a sleeping bag in the tent that made the improvised inn. With the cold creeping into her exposed self she pulled the furred bag closer to her elven body.
Character
: Wylliem Swordhaart, Kyr'gaer Bloodraven,Twylith Mallich
Location
: Dragonblight
"Now let's move to the scarlets stronghold." Kyr commanded the other two.
"Why?" Lord Swordhaart asked.
"To ambush, Wylliem gods you are dense" Kyr replied.
"I can come up with the most brilliant of plans. Kyr sneaks in, kills everything. Wylliem blocks the gate so no one escape. And I will scout and observe the field of battle." Twylith spoke out with pridefulness.
"Sounds like a plan." Lord Swordhaart noded.
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
Zakires body was bound, the necromancer didn't seem to respond to touch.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Loading the necromancer over her shoulder, Sybil strode into the cave after Miter.
The chill of the cavern remained the same. The light of the inquisitor's shoulders flickered among the black ice, lending a strange gloom to everything. Miter had stopped, standing beside the ruin of Frostmourne's prison. He beckoned Sybil nearer with his mace and pointed at the foot of the icy pillar. Wordlessly, the Scarlet death knight tossed the necromancer onto the ground and delivered a sharp kick to her.
Character:
Balrick Brighthammer
Location:
Dragonblight
Balrick wrapped his arms about himself and watched the fire, feeding it with logs as darkness fell over the boreal landscape, keeping the flame alive all through the long night.
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Post by
morginar
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
With a gasp for air Zakire catapulted up from her sleep. The necromancer looked around the cave disoriented.
"Who in the name of Ner'zhul are you?" Zakire asked confused. "What do you want?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
"
The death of the Lich King
," Miter said. "
I am Inquisitor Miter Brighthammer of the Scarlet Crusade. And you. necromancer, will answer my questions until I have no more.
" He leaned over her, the skin of his face flickering, growing translucent and revealing the pure white of bone beneath. "
And then you will volunteer to tell me anything else. Anything and everything. And then...well, we will see where we stand then.
."
Post by
Persen
Evlyn Linder
Dragonblight
The kick was unnecessary. But Evlyn knew, or at least suspected, that whatever pain it caused would soon be washed out. The Scarlet Crusade was particularly good at forceful interrogation...
She stood back, watching closely.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
"You should ask quickly then. You can't stop death. And it's coming to you charlatan. To end your little dressing party." Zakire shot back at the inquisitor. She eyed the leader with fierce eyes as if she could strike even when bound.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Miter smiled, his skull a rictus of cruel amusement. "
Well, we'll have to see. Now, I'm going to ask you a question, and we shall begin with your fingers if you lie. How many are in your party?
"
Post by
morginar
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
"My fingers? Hahaha, I don't fear pain. Aaand your cheap copy does have sockets you can see with you should have seen the blight warriors are four." Zakire mocked.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
"
Very good. Now, where were you born?
"
Post by
morginar
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
"Nowhere." Zakire laughted.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
"
How unfortunate. Now we must learn that keeping secrets is painful
." Miter grabbed her hand, his grip like iron. Like molten gold searing light encompassed their hands.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
The necromancer cried out like a banshee in agony. Furiously Zakire glared at the inquisitor. "It's pointless." She commented with heavy breathing.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
"
On the contrary,
" Miter said and gave her hand a brutal twist as the holy flame burned on. "
You will tell me. Secrets are terrible only when you are burdened with them alone. Share. And its torment will end.
"
Post by
morginar
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
Zakire howled out louder in torment. Fighting her bindings.
"Tell me yours then."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
"
Lordaeron. In a small estate of the family's in the country, near the now Scarlet Monastery. My father was of the priest branch of the family. And I don't think I need to tell you what killed him. Do I?
" he asked, twisting the necromancer's hand yet more. "
SCOURGE?
"
Post by
morginar
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
Zakire made a eerie sound of pain and laughter. "Did you get hurt by the scourge?" She mocked in a condescending tone. "I guess we both can't talk about our family in the present tense."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
"
Quite
," Miter replied and suddenly released her hand.
And grabbed her face.
Post by
morginar
Character
: Zakire Maegicia
Location
: Dragonblight
Zakire shrieked by the touch as a newly risen banshee that entered a world of pain. Somewhere in the cries of suffering a D sound was made as a poor atempt to reply in the torture.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Miter Brighthammer, Sybil Duir
Location:
Dragonblight
Miter hummed to the screams of anguish, his face flickering in the blinding glare of the light. His grip loosened a fraction, lessening the pain. "
You are so close my dear. Speak. Come on. You can do it. Sing, little nightingale. Sing.
"
Post by
jebby
Character
: Tharvulius Harrison
Location
: Dragonblight
Tharvulius blinked awake and stretched. He quickly gathered his belongings and mounted his pony. He nodded to the elves that were already up and made his away over towards Balrick.
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