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Redux: Makorr Reborn {Open RP}
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Monday
Character:
Alex
Location:
Ironforge
Alex returned and stood surreptitiously behind the others, trying not to drag any attention to himself.
Post by
Atik
Olet, Graveyard Crew
Ironforge
"Nice to meet you." Evora told Jebby, a slight smile as she nodded.
"Who?" Alexandros asked. Olet bowed her head sadly.
"Mom..."
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Olet, Graveyard Crew
Ironforge
Alexandros looked at them. He clearly wanted to ask, but decided he would find out on his own eventually. "I think it is best we leave you to your own business then." He said. Olet nodded, giving her father one last hug.
Phillip held out his hand, palming the top of the elf's head. "Just to keep an eye on you lot." He said, Olet glowing briefly. He waved goodbye, opeing a portal.
The three stepped through quickly, it closing being them.
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Monday
Character:
Alex
Location:
Ironforge
Alex relaxed, barely noticeable, as they left, but held himself in check.
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Atik
Olet
Ironforge
Olet nodded. "Yeah, it did."
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Olet
Ironforge
"Seems as good as anywhere..." Olet nodded, smiling.
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jebby
Jebby
Ironforge
"So, Olet, who was that Evora?" Jeb asked her with a slight grin on his face.
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Atik
Olet
Ironforge
"I think we should bring the others." Olet said, smiling. "Always good to be around firends."
Post by
Monday
Character:
Alex
Location:
Ironforge
Perfect.
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Mojoworkn
Character:
Locke Weinhart / Maxwell, Isirami Fairwind, Arlan Durain
Location:
Locke's Lair / ?
Maxwell woke from a nightmare, screaming as he sat up in his makeshift bed. "Peace human," came the soothing voice of a male high elf, "you are safe. 'twas only a dream." Maxwell was handed a glass of water. He drank it in silence.
SItting across from him sat two high elves, one male, one female. They stared at him intently. They want him to speak.
"Feeling better?" the female asked Maxwell. He nodded. "I'm Isirami. This is my friend Arlan."
"You're the one who saved Alex and I? You battled Locke?"
Isirami nodded slowly, "Yes I was the one who was there."
Silence filled the room.
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Olet
Ironforge
Olet stared. "Guess it's a good thing we're going back up north?"
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((I was seriously thinking Winterspring was in NR... derp...))
Olet
Ironforge
Olet stared worriedly.
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