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The Scourge Invasion! (Open RP)
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Haxzor
pc - Slitherkr'ss
location - Grimbow's End
Slitherkr'ss charged towards the Archer that had readied herself infront of him. "Your petty defences are uselessssss" he cried as he slammed the shaft of his
trident ((3rd from the top))
into the rib cage of the elf, sending it flying backwards. He promptly launched the trident straight at the elf, who was lucky enough to dodge the full brunt of the trident, but found her right hand was trapped between the blades of the trident and a tree.
"Say your prayersssss elf" Slitherkr'ss hissed at Tyria as he drew two longswords that were sheathed on his back. Right as he was about to strike the killing blow, he felt a burning sensation erupt from inside himself. Reeling about he saw a priest, chanting prayers of protection for the elf and prayers of harm at him. Taking a minute to regather his momentum he notice the elven archer had slipped out from the grasp of the trident and the tree.
"You just cost me a kill Priest. An eye for an eye they say" he rasped towards Nilon. He then let out a mighty battle cry as he charged towards the priest, blades dragging alongside him in the ground
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Patty
Character: Tyria Boughstrider
Location: Grimbow's End.
Tyria felt a sharp pain in her right leg. When she looked a little closer, she noticed that an arrow had pierced through the flesh, and had just missed the bone. Despite all the agony she was in, Tyria knew there were only 2 options for her. She chose to pull the arrow out, so that it did not cause any more damage. She then ripped a sleeve of the pale blue silk blouse she was wearing under her light breastplate, and wrapped it like a bandage very tightly around her leg.
How would she escape? The paladins had gone to fight scourge elsewhere, the High elven priest was in combat and a dwarf had appeared, fighting the undead archer whom had shot her in the leg. The first thing she did was checked to see if the arrow was poisoned, thankfully not.
Worrying there were more around the area, Tyria decided to help fight back the two scourge and then thought
What if there are bigger fish to fry? When will this torment end?
The thought of many more scourge skirmishes put a great sense of foreboding in her mind. Charging the naga with all her strength, despite her injury she managed to free the naga's grasp on the young priest by severing his arm, which started moving...
((OOC - And how evil of you to crush a young child with a paladin! D:))
Publication par
ruleofthumb
PC - Rhaja
{{Better late than never...))
Rhaja saw as an elf swiftly run away ahead of everyone. A human screamed to himself and collapsed on the ground.
The insanity of undeath...
Rhaja thought to himself.
The troll tightened his grip on his spear in anticipation of the upcoming combat. It took some time to get to Grimbow's End. As he neared the town, one of the rotted humans bounded forward and leaped upon a wall. Rhaja stood behind a tree looking upon the town. He had flashbacks of when he attacked an elf settlement when he was living. An arrow struck the tree he was next to, interupting his day dream. He looked to where the arrow came from and saw the scourge elf do a quick nod and head motion towards the town and a group of paladins. She then turned her attention towards a young elf.
Clever girl...
Rhaja thought to himself. Thats quite a vantage point she got herself.
He staggered towards a large building with loud music and laughter. Probably didn't hear the sounds of battle outside. He snuck into the back, into the cellar that was filled with barrels of alcohol and shelves of wheat and rice breads. He heard a rustling towards the stairs and saw someone trying to figure out how to get the heavy barrel up the stairs. Rhaja didn't waste any time and leapt upon the man and covered his mouth and nose with his three large fingers. He stuck his spear to the man's throat and dragged him into the back of the cellar.
"Where be da Argent Dawn?" He said to the frightened man.
The man stared at the rotting troll with terror. "Bel lo dana turanos!" And he started to cry and whimper some other words.
Rhaja grumbled to himself. He knew this was going to go nowhere quickly. His plunged his spear into the throat of the man, killing him quickly and silently. He stood and made his way towards the top of the stairs and listened closely. There was just sounds of music and people merrymaking.
That was about to end. Rhaja crouched and made his way behind the bar to where a woman stood, serving more ale to men who already looked drunk. He quickly stood and thrusted his spear into her back with such force, the bloody spearhead could be seen from the front. She screamed with pain and terror and collapsed onto the ground.
The room fell silent as Rhaja bellowed; "Where be da Argent Dawn! Me gonna' kill dem..."
Men and women screamed and ran out of the inn, knocking eachother down. Two armored men stood out of their seats and stared at the lumbering troll. One lifted a huge hammer in Rhaja's direction and said something that sounded as if he was threatening the troll. He caught and recognized "Argent Dawn" in the rhetoric.
The other man, took a couple of steps back and directed a spell towards the first. A burst of
yellow-white light surounded the man
. He leaped over a table and barreled towards the troll.
Rhaja vaulted over the bar and thrusted his spear forward, but struck the shoulder armor. He then found himself swept off his feet by the man who used his hammer to sweep Rhaja's feet from under him. Rhaja fell with a hard thump on the ground and rolled out of the way in time to dodge a hammer blow which went crashing into the floor. Rhaja jabbed his spear at the back of the man's leg, where the armor didn't protect. The spearhead found flesh and bone and the man colapsed onto one knee. Then Rhaja noticed as the wound healed over completely.
The troll jumped to his feet and kicked the man in the head, knocking him on the ground. He grabbed a chair and threw it at the other man, the chair was then followed by his spear. The man ducked away from the chair, but the spear found its way into the right side of his chest. Rhaja jumped over a table and ran into the man, knocking him down. He retrieved the spear and went to jab it into the man's throat when he was
hit by such a force
in the back of the head, he fell to the ground stunned from the impact.
The first man helped the other to his feet and he healed his own wound.
I can't fight them both
, Rhaja thought. The scrambeled to his feet and bolted out the door with his spear in hand.
He yelled at the elf in the tower, who had just shot at another elf to assist the snake creature. "Help me! I can't be takin' them both!" And turned back to the entrance of the inn, waiting for them to persue him out.
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Patty
Tyria heard a yell of
"Help me! I can't be takin' dem both!
and thought to herself
What is a Forest Troll scum doing here? He must be with the scourge, the filthy scrote.
She wished to fight this troll, but had her hands full fighting Slitherkr'ss and trying to keep Nilon out of harms way, as well as dodging the odd arrow fired from above by the scourged High Elf known as Valinaria.
But wait, the arrows seemed to have stopped, and when Tyria looked up to see what had caused this pause, she saw a dwarven warrior bearing the Wildhammer crest fighting the undead elf with a gun in hand, attempting to master the abomination she used as a mount.
Running up the stair-well, she bashed the naga with her bow and got on the dwarf's undead horse.
"We must pull back, all that can be saved have been evacuated. The paladins are pushing themselves back, we must retreat, dwarf."
she said hastily.
Publication par
Morec0
Character: Nilon
Location: Grimbow's End
- Nilon had never been so terrified in his life. He had heard tales of the Scouge, even seen them from a distance, but having seen one so close to killing him. Nilon quickly fell back to the protection of the Paladins, it was time to let them do their work.
- At the same time he said a quick prayer.
Please let there never be a preist that has to come so close to death
.
((ooc - Hmm, seems he's been throwing coins into the
Dalaran Wishing Fountain
))
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159454
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Morec0
(( ooc - a physcopath in a weapons shop... we're all doomed XD ))
Character: Nilon
Location: Grimbow's End
- From a distance Nilon used all of the spell in his arsenal, doing his best to heal the soldiers that now battled the Scouge. But he
was
still a novice, and his attempts to cast his magic reflected that.
-
Light give me strength
, he though, and then began to channel a massive bolt of Arcane magic...
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159454
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Patty
'Oh good grief! She is re-armed, when will this end?'
Tyria thought to herself whilst ducking to avoid the last arrow Valinaria had fired towards her and Filman, pulling him to the ground. This just skimmed her face by an inch
'Her aim is good, I'll give her that'
she thought to herself.
Tyria then pulled 6 arrows from her quiver and loaded them, firing them with her aim true, straight at Valinaria and Rhaja. "I hope you abominations may be at peace, for you will need it in the after-life!" She shouted before Rhaja launched a spear towards her which she narrowly avoided.
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328647
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Publication par
Patty
Tyria saw what the Dwarven warrior had done, and realised all she was to Sir Valfor was cannon-fodder.
With her still injured leg, there was no way of her escaping on foot in time. She felt like a damsel in distress until she saw the stables still had two horses that were not yet devoured (Spelling?) by the Scourge. Mounting a horse with an almost silver mane, she guided the darker horse alongside her, brandishing her silver spear to cut a path away from the scourge infested town.
As the approached the last few paladins and Nilon Lighteye, she told them she was planning on heading south, to Stormwind, because she thought it was only a matter of time until Capital City was over-run by foul undead.
'I do not want to flee like a coward, but I MUST free my husband, and I must live to see my children in Kalimdor, if nothing has already occurred there. This priest is coming with me, whether he likes it or not.'
She thought to herself, praying that the powers of the Sunwell would protect them both.
"Come on."
She said in a rush to Nilon. "
We are leaving
."
((OOC - Trying to also think of a good way to get Nilon safely in stormwind for you, and this was the best I could come up with in a hurry.))
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Morec0
(( ooc - Didn't want Nilon to get to Stormwind just yet, he needs to be there for the fall of Lodaeron (spelling?) at least. Possibly all the way to the Sunwell. Oh dear, I think I've let a Light and Death plot slip out... or have I?))
Character: Nilon Lighteye
Location: Grimbow's End
- Who did this Ranger think she was? Nilon was terrified of the Scouge, yes, but he was still a Paladin of the Holy Light.
- "I don't know why you think you can just order me around with you," he said. "But whatever you have in mind I want no part in it. It is my duty to remain here." With that, Nilon turned his focus back towards the battle at hand.
- Tyria scowled.
(ooc - too much god-moding?))
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159454
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Publication par
Patty
Character: Tyria
Location: Tirisfal glades
She stared blankly at Nilon.
"If you won't leave Grimbow's End you will die, and most likely be risen as a servant of the Lich King." She said to Nilon, attempting to make him leave. "The Quel'Dorei are in great need of powerful priests, will you now abandon the sunwell?" She asked.
She wished to leave Nilon to his thoughts, but time was running out...
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Morec0
((ooc - What's Nilon Doing in Trisfal Glades?))
Character: Nilon
Location: Grimbow's End
- "My place is here! Do you not understand that!" Nilon shouted at the female Paladin. "If Lodaeron (spelling) falls then Quel'thalas will without doubt be next! I will
not
run and watch all of this fall from afar! Better I die with these warriors doing what's right."
- "You
will
come with me!" Tyria said.
- Nilon shook his head. "No, I will not. Forgive me for this, Ranger." Channeling both the powers of the Holy Light and the Sunwell together - an act that any other priest (even elven) would consider intolerable - Nilon cast a spell onto Tyria,
impossing his will upon her
.
((ooc - using a shadow spell may not be very Priest-like, but I need some way to get Nilon to stay.))
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Patty
((OOC - btw Tyria is no Paladin, shes a ranger, archer like person >.>)
Tyria was under the control of Nilon, she tried to break free, but it was not working. She thought of her husband, her children, and the glory of the Sunwell, and broke free of his spell.
"I very well know Quel'Thalas will probably be attacked, but have you not seen the sheer numbers of the Scourge? When Lordaeron falls, which I think is inevitable, their numbers will increase and Silvermoon will not stand a change against the forces of the Lich King!
I head to Capital City first, I must tell the King to evacuate all villages south, and stay in either Dalaran or flee from Southshore, which can send you to Quel'Thalas if you so wish. Then I am fleeing south to the kingdom of Stormwind, I must beg for reinforcements for Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron which are facing possible extinction thanks to the horrors of the Scourge.
You are free to come with me, and may leave as soon as you are safely out of Scourge infested areas, because you are a very powerful young priest, Nilon, and it would be a terrible shame if you fell and were risen as part of the Lich King's bolstering forces. The people fleeing here are heading to Capital City, I say we protect them until they reach safety."
Looking at Nilon, "Coming?"
Publication par
Morec0
Character: Nilon Lighteye
Location: Grimbow's End
- Nilon shook his head. "Whatever is to come shall come. My place is here, unlike yours. Begone!"
- With that he turned away, never looking back to see what the Ranger did afterwords.
- He had never finished casting the spell that he had begun to channel many minutes before. He looked around, he remembered seeing that infernal undead High Elf finding her way into a weapons shop, it would be best to take her out.
- Nilon spotted the elf, she was bombarding theif forces with massive ammounts of arrows. He pointed his hands towards the Scouge archer and released the attack.
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Patty
Character: Tyria
Location: Grimbow's End
"Very well, I must leave now, as the last of the evacuated civilians are leaving. May the Sunwell protect you, young priest." She said to Nilon, before saluting the remaining forces and riding towards Capital City, her head flooding with guilt.
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