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Makorr: Intersection (Open RP)
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alejandro
Location
: Winterspring
Alejandro closed his eyes for a moment when he stepped outside, then went down on one knee. He took out his knife and began cutting letters into the plank.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alejandro
Location
: Winterspring
Having carved "Восстань в мощи, ледокр-" into the plank, Alejandro raised his head, "Yes?"
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alejandro
Location
: Winterspring
"Very well," Alejandro shrugged. He finished the carving and set up the plank vertically, then sat down in front of it cross-legged.
Shirotsuru
drifted slowly into the air, hovering now between the warder and the wood.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alejandro
Location
: Winterspring
A single drop of sweat running down the warder's forehead was the sole indicator of the efforts he hat to put into the meditation. Nothing seemed to happen.
Post by
Monday
Characters
: Xela
Location
: Tanaris
Xela shrugged. "Nothing, I guess. Maybe a better reputation with the Death God?" He twitched a hand, and a boulder four feet in diameter rose from the sands of Tanaris. "Any last words?"
Character
: Alexander
Location
: Plaguelands
Alexander ran to catch up.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alejandro
Location
: Winterspring
All of a sudden, a pillar of white light engulfed the plank, concealing it from view. When it dissipated, none other than the Warder was standing there, his arms folded on his chest, a disdainful frown on his face.
"Took you long enough to manifest me. It has thinned noticeably even as you made this little travel from one house to another," he berated Alejandro - and then found himself caught in a parry lock,
Shirotsuru
of his human stopping inches away from his face. An arrogant smile twitched the Warder's lips, "So you have been paying attention, after all. Do not think you can win!" he chided, jerking his
Shirotsuru
up, the sheer strength of the movement sending Alejandro sliding several feet.
"I don't think I can win," Alejandro shook his head. "I have to."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alejandro, the Warder
Location
: Winterspring
"You do realize that you simply do not have enough experience, enough battles behind your back?" the Warder castigated. "Shouldn't you be gathering allies instead of relying on your own?"
"I will handle this on my own."
"You are weak. I should have never helped you recover. I was a better protector than you. A heartless was a better protector than you. A sociopathic assassin was a better protector than you."
"Things change. I will fulfill my duty."
The above exchange had a furious duel to the death as its stage and a loud, ear-piercing grating of metal against metal as its soundtrack.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Winterspring
Race: Forsaken
Gender: Male
Class: Death Knight
Description:
All that is know about Morec's past it that he is related by blood to Baron Rivendare. Any occupation he may have had and even his real name - Morec being a name he chose for himself after an unfortunate encounter with a certain Scourgelord - are unknown. All that is known for sure is that Morec is somewhat mentally unstable, it has been speculated by some that he may not even know the secrets of his past anymore. As for his present, however; he has been seen all over Azeroth in the past few months. Supposidly he is just adventuring and searching for "phat lewtz" as he calls the treasure he finds, but there are some who speculate there might be a dark motive behind his seemingly erratic travels. He stands at six feet five inches, weighs one-hundred-fifty pounds, and wears
dark plate armor with a gold trimming
.
"Charming weather, isn't it? Snow, snow, and ice," Morec said, walking up to the blood elf and offering her a drink. "Name's Morec, and you are?"
Post by
Krutos
Mephisto
Goldshire
Mephisto grinned at Illia's words.
- "So, how have the last couple of years treated you?"
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Behelich
Character
: Alejandro, the Warder
Location
: Winterspring
Not even a shade of an emotion flickered on the Warder's face when he turned to Dusk and Morec and released a Haku Wangetsu. Alejandro gritted his teeth wordlessly and leaped in front of the attack, holding up his blade to stop a giant crescent of ice, big enough to slice the inn's roof off entirely.
((For future reference, Morec, the two of them look like
this
, with the Warder being pure white and Alejandro having dark hair, normal skin and dark green coat.))
Post by
Morec0
(( I'll keep that in mind. Any special powers I should know about, or just watch out for Lightsabers? ))
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Winterspring
"Is that so?" Morec chuckled. "We'll see how long that lasts. So, you have any friends around here? Family you want to get back to? Me, I'm a loner." He chugged down his drink, the auidible sound of it leaking through his rot collecting inside of his plate armor could be heard.
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