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Aftermath; Restoring the World (Open RP)
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Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Aldos/Illia
Location: Ashenvale
"She may have had her hands tied." Illia said.
Aldos was starting to have doughts about this mission.
"Getting the person responsible for the attacks is the right thing to do."
He thought.
"But after that? No one deserves that."
He continued then shook his head trying to focus.
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355559
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Gurka
Location: Ashenvale
"I..." Gurka started in response to Shade, but stopped. She couldn't claim to know what she would do in that circumstance. This whole mission was starting to feel like a great big mess.
Character: Taelani
Location: Alterac
Taelani sighed. "I... don't know... It's not that big of a deal, I suppose, I just... Well... Maybe we could try it, I suppose," she managed to stutter out.
Character: Jade
Location: Darkshore
"
If you can just tell me the layout, we could try an infiltration,
" Jade replied. "
Make sure you keep their leader informed.
"
Character: Ji'jiri
Location: Shatterspear Village
"Ah do what 'as ta be done," Sem'po snarled, hurling his felglaive at the warlock. "Joo wouldna undastand. Joo din't lose anybody to da elves! Dey must be punished, eye fa eye, body fa body."
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya
Ashenvale
Vashadya gradually made her way back to the others. "Find anything out?" the priestess asked the rest of the group.
Yalira
Darkshore
Yalira landed her hippogryph next to Jade's. "Fandu-dath-belore?" the huntress called out, looking around for the the sentinels of the outpost.
Mehl'Vorlek
Stormwind
Mehl'Vorlek casually checked his reflection in a nearby window, double-checking to make sure he was not being followed tailed. As far as he could tell his shadow sense had been correct. The Shattered Circle cultist was currently wearing a formal suit and looked in essence like a well to-do noble. He walked casually up the steps into Stormwind Cathedral with a quietness that was altogether unnatural. He was set to meet with one of his informants here, perhaps the last place any of his potential enemies would suspect. And besides, at the current time it was risky locating the cultist cells in the city after what had happened to their main lair only months earlier.
The main aisle of the cathedral was currently unoccupied to his satisfaction, with the exception of an old priest and two paladins in full armour who had now moved to block the cultist's path. Mehl'Vorlek simply smiled, "nice to make your acquaintance once again, old friend," he said, addressing the elderly priest. The priest relaxed a little, even giving a slight chuckle, "yours too. Everything is as you requested. I trust the Church will be receiving adequate compensation for our services." Mehl'Vorlek nodded, "repayment will be more than adequate, as long as the Church uphold it's agreements with the
organisation
I represent."
The priest dismissed the two paladins and led Mehl'Vorlek down several side-passages to an area deep within the private quarters of the building. "Naturally the Church would normally not deal with
evil-worshipers
; but one who has been so supportive of our reforms over the years, what with helping to get rid of those weak fools who used to run this place so foolishly and lacked the courage to take up the mantle of the Crusade, deserves to be treated as
redeemed
," the priest continued, smirking a little. Mehl'Vorlek gave a slight nod, "to be viewed in such a way is indeed an honour," he said out of politeness and formality. However, on the inside the cultist was laughing at how far the Church of the Holy Light had fallen. The priest gestured inside a nearby room, before closing the door after the cultist.
"What news?" Mehl'Vorlek asked, seeing a well-cloaked figure that sat across from him on the other side of a fancy oak table. The being's head turned slightly, nothing visible in the darkness that concealed it's face other than glowing blood-red eyes. A hand encased in black armour deposited several detailed reports on Mehl'Vorlek's side of the table. After a few moments there came a chilling rasping sound that barely passed for speech, "the ressst of the mehl'ori of the Shattered Sssircle have agreed to bow to your leadership for thisss time... No sssight of Sssammar nor the othersss you have asssked for... nor the the onesss who attacked usss in Lordaeron..." At this point Mehl'Vorlek interjected, "is there anything I do not know or that I would actually would like to hear?" he snapped, becoming slightly irritated at the lack of any sufficient progress in terms of information. "Yesss, perhapsss I have other newsss you will want... newsss of Shatterssspear village, and of the Ssscourge..."
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536837
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Post by
Morec0
Character: Salja
Location: Shatterspear Villiage, Darkshore
Salja sent the Shades to protect Sem'po from the spell, trying to figure out what she herslf was going to do.
Character: Banshee Queen Loyalists (
Vrem Dartskul
,
Kraim Rotbolt
, Gabriel Belmont, Faldrun Jawtaker,
Jerrim Bonez
), Dark Ranger Halinar
Location: Stratholme
"And yet I was released," Vrem said, "by one of the Blightcaller's own Dark Rangers. However, the Blightcaller himself has dissapeared, leading the ranger to give me my freedom. In his place was the orc keeping the Blightcaller on his shortest leash, and once the orc commanded the ranger to kill me he turned on me. I was forced to defend myself.
"Is that not all the proof you require? Is the corpse of my allly not proof eough? The living are the maggot that is devouring our society untill there is nothing left! Listen to me, my brothers and sisters, for whether the Blightcaller still lives or has been murdered, I will not stand by why we continue to be subservant. I will
not
!
"We have the numbers, we have the power, to be independent of all! The power to rule lands that are rightfully ours but have been taken from us by the diplomocy of the living! Will you stand idly by while we are stamped out of existance? Will you betray your own people because what the pets of the living say?
"Peace is a lie for our people, for as long as the livng haunt us we may never rest in peace. Join me and together we can bring ourselves peace." The crowd, although maybe a bit worried, seemed to be convinced.
Character: Zar'rok the Defiler /
Lak'tuk Demoneye
Location: Tanaris / Stonetalon Mountains
Lak'tuk nodded at Gallo. "Let's leave."
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Post by
Monday
Characters:
Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location: Ashenvale
Flamehowl snarled and stepped forward. "Careful what you say, orc," he snarled. "None of us had anything to do with Ja'kala's death, and it is a stain on your honor to suggest otherwise."
Post by
Morec0
Character: Banshee Queen Loyalists (
Vrem Dartskul
,
Kraim Rotbolt
, Gabriel Belmont, Faldrun Jawtaker,
Jerrim Bonez
), Dark Ranger Halinar
Location: Stratholme
"What do you have to fear? In the end, you still live," Vrem pointed out. "The living hunting us will at least give you a second look before cutting you down." He held up his arms. "These limbs are
not
my own. I have been cut down by the living so many times before in my past that I have lost count. But I stand back up. I fight. I kill my attackers and I have spared myself True Death for years by doing so.
"You speak of respect, of power, and I understand that they have just that. But so do we. However, we have been taught restraint and pacsivism by our leaders for as long we have been pushed out of the lands that are rightfully ours. For all of these years we have been force to give up our power. I say; the days of our bowing to those who consider themselves greater than us because they live are over!"
He pointed at Abel. "You have given yourself to the Forsaken, and for that you are not the enemy. But others are, and what you are suggesting - to stand idly by while they walk all over us - is treason, not to the
law
, but to your
people
."
Character: Zar'rok the Defiler /
Lak'tuk Demoneye
Location: Tanaris / Stonetalon Mountains
"I wish not to speak of it," Lak'tuk muttered.
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355559
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Nagorm Woeherald
Location
: Stonetalon
The golem shook its head sadly and dissolved.
Character
: Ga'Crane
Location
: Ashenvale
Ga'Crane looked at the worgs, then at Shade, then at Gurka. He was at a loss for words, and the only thing he knew was that he would follow the young shamanka no matter what.
Character
: Lucas Venomheart
Location
: Plaguelands
"
Insane death knight almost seems like an oxymoron for someone as old as me,
" Lucas chuckled darkly.
Post by
Morec0
Character: Ebony Gang
Location: Silvermoon City
About thirty Ebony Gang members, disguised in oversized trenchcoats, walked through the streets towards Karithel's sanctum. Civilian heads turned to look at them, but the gaurds, for some reason, ignored them.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Tyreal and Naia Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
Description
:
Tyreal, after the events of the Cataclysm, was given the title of Champion among the Blood Knights and was relieved of active duty, instead becoming one of the more prominent instructors among the order. She also managed to settle down and have a family, which includes an older son and a pair of twins (ironic, due to being a twin herself), which includes a daughter, Naia.
Tyri herself is of average blood elf height, with a tan complexion and golden hair to below her waist. Naia is a young girl who's arcane talent (inherited from her father) is just starting to manifest. With her blonde hair cut short and scruffy, she's almost a mirror to her twin brother.
---
Catching her daughter by the sleeve as she ran, Tyreal laughed and scooped the girl up, exiting the house in Silvermoon before setting Naia down, "Have you seen your father?" she asked lightly.
The young sin'dorei girl shook her head fiercely in response.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Glauron and Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
Description
:
For years after the Cataclysm Lisciel had been living happily with his family, having retired from active adventuring and writing several grimoires that came to be known as exemplars of an aspiring mage's handbook. He spends a lot of his time with his three children - Glauron, the older son, and the twins - Turinhil and Naia.
Glauron is a lot like his father in appearance - tall even for an elf, slim and with a mane of ashen blond hair, although he is already beginning to look significantly bulkier than Lisciel. Even though he - like both his siblings - has inherited arcane talent from his father, he aspires to be like his aunt, Farstrider Ailya, and already he is an adept archer.
Turinhil is barely distinguishable from his twin sister, and likes to impersonate her voice to confuse his parents. He has already shown signs of Light-sensitivity, and a certain Blood Lord has already declared him one of the best Knight materials he had seen in years.
---
The air in front of the two females blurred, and Lisciel appeared out of the blue, Turinhil sitting on his shoulder and Glauron holding onto his arm, all three grinning mischievously.
"I'm making a note here, huge success," the magus murmured, while his younger son stuck out his tongue at Naia.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Tyreal and Naia Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
Naia puffed out her cheeks, crossed her eyes, and stuck out her tongue at Turin.
"You have got to stop doing that," Tyri shook her head at Lisciel. "One day you're going to drop in on our heads instead."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Glauron and Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
Lisciel landed softly on the ground. Turin wanted to hop off, but his father caught him before the boy hit the ground.
"Have confidence in me, Tyri, the day I mess up a simple spell that barely reaches second complexity level is the day I officially begin to knit socks and scarves for a living," he smiled lightly, earning a muffled snicker from Glauron.
"When is Aunt Ailya coming to visit us? She promised to teach me how to track and tame lynxes last time she was here!" the teenager said shortly afterwards.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Tyreal and Naia Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Now that I'd
love
to see," Tyreal rolled her eyes, before tilting her head at Glauron. "You really need to stop being so hasty. All though I wonder if she's even seen a lynx," the Blood Knight muttered that last part to herself.
"But that's an unrelated note. I think we're late to the party on some trouble brewing back at the headquarters, if correspondence is anything to go by."
"Ooooooooooh," Naia said, with an expression that made it seem as if she actually had no idea what her mother had just said.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Glauron and Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Headquarters!" Turinhil clapped his hands excitedly. "Will you be wearing black and red armor? Please? Pretty please with a sugar on top?"
Lisciel smiled at his son, then turned to Tyri, "A party, then? Do you want to go?"
"Yes she does yes she does," Turin chimed, earning a light smack from Glauron, who in turned earned a frown from his father.
"What? He was asking for it," the teenager snorted.
Post by
Neonhyper
Character
: Tyreal and Naia Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Of course. Kareth can't hold the fort down without us anyway, that's a proven fact," Tyreal grinned at Turin. "And I'll get into uniform, for you," she laughed.
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