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Messaggio di
Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, The Pack, the Trio
Capitol City, Gilneas
One of the mastiff's let out a yelp as it was slammed into the ground, and another howled as Destro tossed it across the street, crashing into a brick wall. The Twilight Sworn screamed a battle cry as she got back to her feet, prying the jaws of a mastiff off her arm and broke it's jaw before tossing it away. The other canines fell back and milled around Kiran and Vrell, snarling and growling. "Well now, I smell a scent I know...and who's the %^&*!" Destro growled at Kiran.
The half-elf sworn snarled at that and his hands flicked forward, sending a hail of daggers at Destro, the weapons slicing into her arms, legs and chest. The massive human just laughed it off as she took a few steps towards the pair, grinning at them.
Karkov swore as he saw the massive figure, and tried to get more speed to help them.
Koran mumbled prayers under his breath, hoping to the Aspects that Kiran and Vrell were alright as the group rain through the rain.
Messaggio di
Atik
Locothrope
Gilneas City
Locothrope, for the first time, did something distinctly human. Throwing his head back, the massive Worgen let loose a howling laughter, an insane sound like some sort of dying animal. He attempted to keep the woman pinned; bringing down his claws at her.
Flames jumped from them to the liquid, engulfing them in an inferno who crackles and sounds of blaze acted like a choir to Locothrope's howls and roars. The rain began to fall harder, although not hard enough to put out the liquid flames, acting as a background rythem to the mad music.
Messaggio di
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
: Thousand Needles
"He IS part elf," Zach mentioned, waiting for the food. "You can never be sure."
Character
: Mr. January
Location
: The Hinterlands
"Impressive," January remarked. "Completely sheltered, and completely invisible. Truly a masterwork."
Character
: Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Stonetalon
"I don't like the feel of this," Alnerigo muttered as he followed after them. "It's too dark. Something is bound to be hiding."
Messaggio di
oneforthemoney
Character:
Dr.Prometheus Sr., Pyre, D79
Location:
Gilneas
"*!@#ing @#$%, !@#$er %^&*!" Punctuating that final epitaph, Pyre jammed a knee into the worgen's testicles.
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470415
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Messaggio di
Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Gilneas
Sasha squinted through the rain, straining to see anything. Through the water, she spotted a sign left out on the sidewalk, decorated in soaking wet flowers.
A flower shop, possibly with something useful she could use.
"Kai!" She said, nudging the half-dragon and motioning towards the building.
Locothrope
Gilneas City
The Worgen screeched; jumping off the woman and howling in pain. The rain fell down, irritating the beast and causing him to shake; splashing water and liquid fire off to the sides of him before darting towards the side himself.
Like some sort of giant monster out of a movie, the Worgen skittered up the nearest building, attempting to use the rain to kill the flames covering it.
Ferin Hopewell
Thousand Needles
Ferin's mouth watered as he grabbed a tray of burgers, throwing some pickles and cheese onto them before covering them in ketchup. "Well, not quite homemade, but still." He commented; cramming the first one into his mouth.
Specter
Tanaris
"Shhhh..." Specter brought the knife up to his mouth in a shushing motion, licking the woman's blood from the blade before bringing in down to her arm. "It's been a while since I've toyed with another Blood Elf... let's see if I remember all the pressure points." He grinned; jamming the blade into her limb just above the elbow and letting loose a jolt of chi magic into the Elf.
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Messaggio di
Monday
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
: Thousand Needles
"More like laboratory," Zach agreed, yet still digging in with suitable gusto. "So, who's after us? I assume it's the Reliquary, since that was an elf that attacked us. Flimsy, but it's something to go on."
Character
: Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Stonetalon
"Is it bad if I want to just send a huge fireball down the hallway?" Alnerigo asked, glancing left and right shiftily.
Messaggio di
Dalorsa15
Lady Mary Craycraft
Gilneas City
Mary continued down the rainy streets following the rest of the group. She didn't mind the rain as she lived in Gilneas all her life, but her loose bun was soaked and clung to the back of her head and her leather boots were now covered with mud.
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Messaggio di
Dalorsa15
Lady Mary Craycraft
Gilneas City
Mary nodded in agreement and guarded the enterance, rifle in hand.
Messaggio di
Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Gilneas City
Sasha was quick through the door, giving brief scan over flowers set up along a store front despite her doubts that any would be useful. She did snag some however; clearly exotic flowers that were probably from other continents.
"I'm going to need something to mix them in. A pot or cauldron or empty vase or... something!" She said; forcing her way into the back of the shop and she continued grabbing things.
Alana slipped in, staring out the windows at the rain as Fluffy quickly followed. The raptor spun and shook, spilling water around him.
"Grab me the bags off him too!" The chromatic shouted.
Ferin Hopewell
Thousand Needles
Ferin shrugged, having no ideas as he continued eating.
Specter
Tanaris
Specter closed his eyes and grinned; listening to the screams with pure ecstacy. "You can keep talking to me..." He commented; twisting the knife to emphasise his point. "Or to the Dwarf. Your call..."
Dorithel Saberglow, Taliria Blindhawk
Darnassus
"Gather supplies, no telling how long it will take." Dorithel stated as he approached the headquarters of the Blades. He stepped through the stone building, the students darting off to their rooms and Taliria made her way beside the founder.
"Uh, sir, exactly what part of Feralas will we be heading to?" She asked; tapping her fingers together.
"We'll see." Dorithel grunted in response, pulling ahead of her and towards the rooms of himself and other leaders of the Blades. Coming up to that of the third founder, he knocked on the door.
Messaggio di
Sparkbolt
Character: Loki, Karen
Location: Ironforge
"What do you think?" Loki asked Karen who looked up from the papers she was reading and looked at a pair of bracers sitting on the table.
"It looks like the bracers voidwalkers wear." She said. "Not much of a break threw." She added.
"I'm not done yet." He said standing up. "Instead of the usual gem that warlocks use to bind the demons to this world I'll be using the power cores Richard created to create an arcane version of it." He said walking over to a wall full of drawers and pulled out one and reached in pulling out four small bronze spheres that he brought back over to the table and reached into the tool box sitting on the table and fished out another bronze bracelet and small chisel and began to scratch on the bracelet.
Messaggio di
Atik
Balah'Amin
Stormwind City
The blade was long, the knife having become a full fledged dagger. Made of a dark purple crystalline substance, much like soul shards. A faint green glow danced along the runeblade, Balah's eyes following it closely.
"Soulsnatcher..." She whispered, the blade glowing faintly as the darkness around her faded.
She was left alone in the room, the man consumed in the creation of her new weapon.
"Such power. To think she never harnessed it before..."
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Messaggio di
Sparkbolt
Character: Loki, Karen
Location: Ironforge
Loki finished scribing the bracelet with the same runes that covered the bronze sphears and placed the bracelet aside before placing the latter into the voidwalker bracers. "Let's hope this works." He said picking up the bracers and sat them on the floor in the middle of the room.
"Doesn't it always work?" Karen asked.
"This isn't like the other robots. Two of those cores are going to just powering the walker while the other two will control it's movements and bind it to the bracelet I made." He said as he rotated each of the cores causing the runes on them to glow a faint blue as they emitted a tiny hum as arcane energy began to condense around them and Loki stepped back as the voidwalker rose before them and stood there silently.
"Try it out." He said and Karen nodded grabbing the bracelet and slipped it around her wrist causing it to glow the same faint blue. "Walker. Salute." She commanded and the manawalker raised it's right hand and saluted the two before lowering it. "Now we need to make sure it can handle combat." Loki said walking back to his shelves.
Messaggio di
oneforthemoney
Character:
Dr.Prometheus Sr., Pyre, D79
Location:
Gilneas
"Oh!" Dr.Prometheus exclaimed with a sympathetic wince at the howl. "Right in the Lapland."
The moment the worgen jumped clear of Pyre, the soldiers renewed their assault.
"D79?" the doctor said suddenly as he watched the beast hop upon the building, his goggles flashing with the orange and red light of the still burning flames as he pointed aloft. "Bring that one down for me. I want to have a chat."
"A you command, my Queen," the garishly dressed soldier replied, pulling a long barreled pistol from its holster on his belt and taking careful aim. "At once." With a crack which echoed amongst the rain choked buildings, the pistol recoiled.
Character:
Johann Augustus, Accru'al
Location:
Aurius Forest (formerly Plaguewood)
"I don't know," Johann replied, stepping up to the basin. He kneeled before one of the two spouts, and scratched off a bit of the rusty residue, rubbing it between his fingers experimentally. He grimaced. "But I think I know what they used for ink," he said, holding up his fingers, showing her the dried blood held between them.
Messaggio di
Sparkbolt
Character: Loki, Karen
Location: Ironforge
"Here we go." Loki said pulling out a toolbox and dropped it on the ground causing it to expand into a two foot tall single barrel turret. He pointed it at the walker and began to fire at it the bullets sailing threw it.
"Walker defend." Karen said and the arcane walker nodded as it charged the turret.
"What the fel." Loki shouted jumping out of the way as the walker slammed into the turret and began to rip it apart. "That was my last quick turret." He said to Karen.
"Sorry. Had to make sure it listened." She smiled.
Messaggio di
Adamsm
Kiran Hartford, Koran Lighthammer, The Pack, the Trio
Capitol City, Gilneas
Koran shook his head. "A minute or so." He mumbled, ignoring the rain as he tried to run faster. Lobo growled at that, looking over at the half-dwarf.
Sirius raced along, wanting nothing more then to get to his pack mate and the half-elves to help them out.
Destro smiled at the attempted humour from the girl as she strode towards them....then was blind sided as the 9 foot tall Karkov slammed into her, the pair crashing through a ruined carriage. The massive worgen snarled as he slammed his fists downwards into her face and shoulders, raining blows as fast as he could.
Kiran moved forward, trying to put himself between Vrell and the Twilight sworn, wondering where Slayer and Midnight was. He didn't have much hope that the Worgen could keep the human down, but he might have bought them some time.
Messaggio di
Behelich
Character
: Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Blasted Lands
"You get used to it after a couple dozen portals, I think," Turin shrugged. He did not even see Marcin stumbling out - the young knight was looking around curiously, taking in the sight of the city. When he finally turned south, he let out a long, high-pitched whistle.
"So this is it. It's kinda big as is," he muttered, sizing the Portal up and down, "And from what I know, it's like what? Ten times bigger on the other side?" he asked, speaking mostly to the doctor.
Character
: Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Tanaris
The enchanted sword Gwaesylwir on Vincent's back hummed irritably at the sight of blood wasted - although, truth be told, the ever hungry, malicious weapon considered every drip of blood that did not end up consumed by it spilled for naught. Vincent, however, remained calm - he could not remember how many torture sessions he had been present at, but one thing was for certain: the swordsman learned to control his thirst.
Character
: Aewen Tuillin
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Those creatures can understand our language?" Aewen raised an eyebrow.
Character
: Vargariel Chandaris
Location
: Darnassus
"Hold on a second," came a muffled voice from behind the third founder's door. It was followed by a quiet, yet distinct clanking of something heavy and metallic being put on the floor.
About three seconds later, the door opened. Vargariel Chandaris was lacking his trademark plate armor with hymns praising Elune, the giant crescent on the back and the girdle with the skulls - in fact, he was naked from the waist up, wearing only a pair of slacks and glistening with sweat. All that could be seen behind his tall - even for a night elf - and muscular figure was a bench and a huge barbell - unsurprisingly, hymns and prayers were engraved into it also.
"Dorithel? Taliria?" Vargariel grunted in slight surprise, his chest - covered by a web of scars old and new, much like the rest of his dark skinned body - going up and down like bellows. "Is there something amiss?" he asked in his trademark wheezy, raspy voice, sounding like something has burnt out his lungs.
Character
: Thane Sigmund Freyrson
Location
: Wetlands
"Let me ask you a question, oh money-loving paladin!" Sigmund sneered, blocking her sword with his axe, then slamming his foot encased in heavy plate into her shield, with far, far more strength than a human of his size and build had any right to have. "Were it not for the Crown, would you bother coming here?"
The winged harbingers had yet to make an offensive move - as well as to show signs of weariness or damage received. Though they lack the sheer power of the infamous Sorrowgrave, they made up for it in cautiousness and perfect synchronization of their actions. It was almost as if they were a conjoined entity, separated in body but united in soul - that is, if val'kyr had souls to begin with, what with being willingly undead. It took them considerable effort to keep up against the thunderous assault of Manx - however, every so often they would successfully redirect the lightning bolts into the Phoenicians.
Character
: Duskhide
Location
: Stonetalon Mountains
"For now - yes," Duskhide told Alnerigo bluntly, then bared his teeth in a snarling smile. "Once we've caught up with Saelyn, though..."
He trailed off, shaking his head furiously. The sheer wrongness of the place was getting under his skin.
Character
: Walter Joyce
Location
: Hinterlands
Finally, they reached a large, heretofore unlit chamber.
"Behold," Walter said proudly, flicking a switch on a wall nearby. The wall across from the entrance lit up with thousands and thousands of little lights - most of them yellow, some of them green. In the center, it held a large console, presumably the primary way of operating it.
"The Computational Engine."
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