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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alec
Location
: Elwynn
"Hey, it kinda tells a lot of what person you are if taking the life even from that wretch is that hard for you. And besides, there's always a slim chance we'll get outta here before you get used to it," Alec smiled, then stood up.
"I'm gonna collect their bandanas, odds are we'll get paid for them."
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Richard
Location: Elwynn Forest
"Sorry for interrupting your conversation." He said walking up to the two and set his mace and sheild on the ground. "But I got all the money of the defias." He said setting the bag in front of the two. "There's enough there to get your friend fixed up and a little extra for everyone else to get some proper weapons." He said setting his mace on his belt and grabbing his shield.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alec
Location
: Elwynn
Normally, Alec would probably grow suspicious of Richard looting the bodies behind their backs, but he was too tired now for that. He walked up to the Defias' fallen ringleader, snatching bandanas on his way.
"This is what you get when you mess with Rane," he murmured, taking off the eyepatch of the corpse in case there was extra bounty specifically for the man's proof of demise as well as the bandana and a long, curved sabre.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Richard
Location: Elwynn Forest
"And some training in whatever we chose." Richard said still trying to decide on what he should do though was slowly leaning towards a paladin.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alec
Location
: Elwynn
Finally, Alec stopped over the body of the bandit that had started all this by defying his leader and charging at the Earthers. The boy looked at the corpse intently, its features twisted in posthumous mask of agony and horror. He stared at what once was a vessel of life - life he, Alec, had taken in cold blood. First, but very likely not the last.
And nothing stirred inside him.
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Post by
Atik
Logan
Goldshire
Logan watched as the medic continued his work. He leaned forward in the chair suddenly, coughing violently.
"C'mon marine." He grunted to himself. "Pull it together."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Michael
Location: Goldshire
Michael sighed. This dream was getting boring.
Post by
Dralas
Character: Clayton
Location: Goldshire
Clayton's eyes suddenly shot open. He released an agonizing roar of pain, feeling needles sew his skin and bones attempted to be set back in place. Instantly others held him down, but he was confused, unsure of where he was. He spat profanities out as he struggled before the
real
pain began to come back. He began to go limp, unable to find his breath as he choked on his own fear and pain.
Post by
Atik
Logan
Goldshire
Logan was one of the people holding Clayton.
"Clay! Clay, it's me!" He shouted, holding down an arm as the innkeeper held his other. A gueard held both his legs, quite a formidable figure in person. Logan had been shocked by the shining armor and Stormwind symbol on his tabard.
"Clay!" He shouted again, hoping he was heard. His voice and throat were still sore from running to Goldshire, and he wasn't sure how long he could yell.
Post by
Dralas
Character: Clayton
Location: Goldshire
"T-They're everywhere," Clayton said, his breaths becoming short and shallow, "kicking, killing, overwhelming," he said, his eyes flickering around in panic. He was going delusional, unable to seperate reality and his memories.
Post by
Joemaster240
Jordan
goldshire
"Looks like goldshire to me..." He said as he kept right on going. "Maybe we should try and get training here." He said as he headed first toward the inn.
Post by
Atik
Logan
Goldshire
"Screw this." Logan said, letting the Doc take Clayton's arm from him. He rushed behind the counter, reading the labels of some of the bottles. He setteled on a bottle of hard liquor, meant to be taken in shots.
"Time to wake up." He said, rushing back to Clayton. He raised the man's head, popping the bottles cap and pouring its contents into Clay's mouth.
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Clayton
Location: Goldshire
Clayton tasted something fowl in his mouth. He tried to spit it out, the sensation burning his throat, but whoever it was didn't really seem to care. Before he could even speak, his eyes rolled back into his head before falling unconsious again.
Post by
Atik
Logan
Goldshire
"Okay..." Logan said, pulling back the bottle. "Maybe that wasn't the best course of action."
The Doc checked his pulse. "He's still alive." The man said, returning to work while Logan gave the bottle back to the Innkeeper. He recieved a dirty look from the latter while the guard stood back, watching the situation closely.
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