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The Killing Games {Open RP}
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Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel, Ahanu, Father Galan, Jaws, Cyrus
Location
: Silvermoon
"Plaguelands, blech. Think we should take half a dozen gallons of holy water with us?" Lisciel asked. The carpet lazily flew back to the mage's house.
"Some say the feet give out your next move, some say the eyes, some say the hands. I prefer the eyes, but it's up to you," the instructor said, making a feint swing to the stomach and then attempting to prod Laureal in her left shoulder.
"Well, I am done. All in favor? His house is some ten minutes away from
here
."
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Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel, Ahanu, Father Galan, Jaws, Cyrus
Location
: Silvermoon
"Let's try again."
First came an obvious feint aimed at Laureal's leg, then followed another, not-so-obvious feint at her shoulder culminated by a shameless prod at her bust.
"Speaking of which, can you Light-wielders sanctify the water I conjure?" the mage asked.
Ahanu looked around, then began casually walking west, obviously knowing where to go.
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Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel, Ahanu, Father Galan, Jaws, Cyrus
Location
: Silvermoon
"I think it's worth a try. Jim! Deactivate obliterator wards," Lisciel commanded as they neared the house. The whole building flickered once with soft blue light.
"And finally," the instructor grinned, turning around slightly and spanking Laureal's rear, "I rest my case."
He freed his hand and took a cautious step back.
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Behelich
((Waiting for Light))
Character
: Instructor, the
Location
: Silvermoon
"Ack! My beautiful, ideal nose," the instructor moaned, bending in half and burying his face in his palms.
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Behelich
Character
: Instructor, the
Location
: Silvermoon
"Here's to hoping you'd try and help me here," the instructor shrugged, standing upright and revealing that the damage he had suffered was insignificant.
"Do you see now? You have what it takes to deliver a good punch, you just need a motivation. And, as you properly understand, nothing personal there, just doing my job."
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Behelich
Character
: Instructor, the
Location
: Silvermoon
"I feel the anger swelling inside you. Harness it! Strike me!"
Alas, the instructor's voice and facial expression gave away the fact that now he was simply fooling around, immensely enjoying himself.
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Behelich
Character
: Instructor, the
Location
: Silvermoon
Apparently, to become a hand-to-hand instructor for the aspiring defenders of Silvermoon one had to have more than impressive physique. This one proved it by actually changing his position mid-air, so that each time he hit the wall it was his feet to meet it.
"That's better than a swing!"
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Behelich
Character
: Instructor, the
Location
: Silvermoon
"Ow."
The instructor lay on the floor, his face buried in the mats.
Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Gregor Killian
Location:
Northern Barrens
"That's it?" Gregor asked, walking along with the caravan, "I put on some robes and I'm already part of the Twilight's Hammer?"
~
Character:
Locke Weinhart
Location:
Dalaran
"Aw shi--" but Locke was cut off as his body froze in mid-attack. His eyes stared at Wilhelm, as if telling him, "I will break you."
~
Character:
Richard Price and Isabel
Location:
Aboard the
Endeavor
"Isabel?" came Richard's voice from outside Isabel's room, "is everthing okay?" She did not answer. Richard opened the door timidly, "Can I come in?" Again, no answer. He quietly slipped in to the room, and sat beside Isabel on her bed. "Bad dream?"
"Yes."
"You screamed pretty loud, I thought someone from the Games might have killed you."
"Locke Weinhart," she said out of no where.
"Excuse me?"
"Azeroth isn't safe for me anymore Richard. Not only can we not trust anyone, but some Locke Weinhart is coming to me in my dreams and preaching about my peril."
"Wait," Richard said, raising his voice, "a man is talking to you? A man in a robe? A warlock?"
"Yes . . . I know it sounds weird, but he says people are after me. They're after me because I hold a secret."
"And you believed him? The man who put me under his control?" Isabel stared at Richard, baffled at what he just said. Then she realized the connection. The man she had been talking to, was the very same one that had imprisoned Richard within his own body.
'Was this all to find me? Was it to find the secret that I hold?'
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