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Atik
Lucien Greyfang
Blackrock Citadel
"Call him on the way." Lucien agreed; starting up his bike and zipping off towards the upper levels.
Balah'Amin
Dalaran
Balah gulped; standing slowly.
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Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Illia, Ember, Loki
Location: Dalaran
"Uhhh thanks." Loki said.
Character: Salena Greyfang
Location: Citadel
"Don't let me fall off." She said wrapping her arms around him and closed her eyes.
Post by
Atik
Lucien Greyfang
Blackrock Citadel
"Geesh, have some faith." Lucien chuckled; slowing slightly as he turned his head to kiss Salena.
Balah'Amin
Dalaran
"P-pick?" Balah whimpered.
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Sparkbolt
Character: Illia, Loki, Ember
Location: Dalaran
"Wait we can talk about this." Illia said. "Why the fel can't you get over this already." She pointed at Star-Pelt.
Character: Salena
Location: Dalaran
Salena let out a chuckle before closing her eyes again.
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Morec0
Characters:
Bishop Amanda the Shadowheart
,
Grand Executor Vrem Dartskul
,
Lord Rivendare
Location: Shadowheart Cathedral, Brill
The tiny little church that Amanda had once preached from was long gone. Lord Rivendare had been true to his word when he promised her a "true base of opperations from which to practice the darkest aspects of her unholy fantasies"; his wealth and the influence he had gained with her help had, in no time at all, allowed him to tear down the tiny little church and reconstruc a hulking Forsaken structure in its place, complete with stained glass windows depicting the five virtues of the Forgotten Shadow: respect, tenacity, power, compassion, and death.
And with the cathedral's size had also grown her congregation. Where she had only been able to gather a few hundred followers to hear her words before, now she had an audience of thousands. Thousands of the Forsaken all willing to listen to her words, and follow her path into the Shadows. Thousands of Forsaken who-
"Where is he?" Vrem interrupted Amanda's train of thought with his words. "We contacted him a day ago. Why hasn't he arrived?"
"Our associate said he was looking to aquire some property," Amanda explained. "Something about "furthering our goals outside of the Forsaken's lands.""
Vrem shifted uncomfortably at the thought of Morec working on something outside of their sight. The death knight was too... smart, far too smart, nowadays. Vrem could feel it in his bones; there was something wrong... But, the Fosaken were stronger and more prosperous now than ever before. "Contact him again," he said to Amanda.
"That wont be nessescary," a voice echoed in as the doors to the cathedral swung wide open. In from the streets stepped Lord Rivendare, in his red armor as usual with Armageddon strapped across his back. "My appoligies for not being able to arrive earlier, I just had some buisness to take care of. Now, Amanda told me there was a bombing in Brill, are there any leads as to whom might be responsible?"
"Vrem and I suspected the living," Amanda said, standing up. "But the body of a suspect we have..."
"Show it to me."
Amanda nodded and called for her disciples. The worshipers of the Forgotten Shadow wheeled in a card with the body of the half-mechanical suspect placed upon it. Lord Rivendare walked over to it and inspected it. "This body is undead," he noted as he looked it over.
"That ruined our initial suspicions, yes," Amanda nodded, "but there is a possibility he was a mercenary working for them."
"Indeed, indeed." The death knight continued his inspection. Yes, it was definately one of Prometheus' people. He had to give the old man credit; for being a half-senile bastard he could really pull off elaborate plots. "I don't know what to make of this," he said shaking his head. "Has the Banshee Queen called a meeting of the Conclave?"
"It is schedualed for noon tommorrow," the Grand Executor said with a nod. "She intend to tell us of her plan to respond to the bombing."
"War?"
"That is the general thought," Vrem nodded.
"Interesting..." Morec said. "Did you inspect the area with magic?"
"Nothing seemed out of place," Amanda replied.
"Disturbing," the death knight tapped his fingers against the cart. "I will look into again, different magic might yeild different results. And then, if you don't mind, I will be taking some time to tour the Undercity. It has been too long since I walked its corridors."
"That wont be a problem," Amanda nodded.
"I shall see you both at the meeting, then," Morec said as he walked away, closing the doors behind them.
Before the doors were completely shut, Vrem made a sharp whistle. A shadowy figure exited the Cathedral through the front at the last possible second.
No, the Grand Executor did not trust the Lord Death Knight, the new, intelligent Morec, of the House of Rivendare; and he was sure Rottalon would confirm his fears. He sat back down and looked straight forward at the recently-blood soaked altar, and imagined Morec's corpse there next.
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Post by
morginar
Character: Deathstalker Thelnax Sunblade
Location: Brill
Thelnax was leaning towards a fence and drinking a cup of tea one of the few thing in unlife that he could enjoy drinking. He looked over the bomb site in yonder, and as he taking another sip from his tea he felt another death knight approaching. He then continued with his drinking, undisturbed by the presence of the death knight.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Gilneas City
Sasha groaned as she did her best to clean her hair with the towel; staring at the dimly lit mirror in the bathroom. "Ewwwww..."
Soon enough, she figured she had done her best and-with a final pout to her reflection-headed back to the armory.
Lucien Greyfang
Blackrock Citadel
Lucien made his way through the streets and to the zepplin tower rather quickly; zooming through the crowds and towards the airship.
Ferin Hopewell
Dragonblight
Ferin slowly sat up with a groan. "Ugh..." He mumbled.
Dorithel Saberglow, Taliria Blindhawk, Blades of Elune
Eldre'Thalas
"Paper." Dorithel grunted in response.
Post by
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: John William Cassidy
Location
: Uldis
"Byte, care to carry this for me?" Cassidy asked pleasantly, handing the bat his pole; he was already pulling out an assault rifle with an impressive saw-edged bayonet that, on its own, would have passed for a long dagger, or a very short sword.
Character
: Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Shattrath
"Clefthoof milk. Pasteurized, cold. And a drinking straw, please," Turin told the bartender, then turned around and planted his elbows on the rack, looking thoughtfully through the clientele. He then dropped his voice to address Marcin; the Blood Knight hoped his helmet was enough to stop anyone from reading his lips.
"Shady, Marc? Nobody's tried to mug us yet, and Selin hasn't broken a single arm. Neither has she tied any tentacles into a knot, for that matter.
While we're at it, if I were you, I wouldn't let that draenei wench smiling hopefully at you go to your head; pay attention to her - or, rather,
his
- Adam's apple."
Character
: Alexander Bowie
Location
: Stonetalon
Duskhide shook his head furiously, shifting back into his human form. The druid took several seconds to caress his temples before hurrying after Saelyn.
Character
: Vincent Gaillard, Isaac Ashwood
Location
: Tanaris
"Look who's awake, now. Good morning, sunshine," Vincent smiled toothily at Victoria; his feverish blush only exacerbated his positively unpleasant grin.
Character
: Vargariel Chandaris
Location
: Eldre'Thalas
"Lots and lots of paper," Vargariel nodded solemnly.
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Post by
Monday
Character
: Serenade, Zachary Palesen
Location
: Tanaris
"Don't have to tell us anything?" Serenade asked, sitting in the chair across from her. "I guess not. Do you
want
to tell us something? Now that is an entirely different matter. We have... ways of getting people to talk, as Specter can assure you. You don't want to see the people who led us to you."
He chuckled, setting his mask aside and pulling off his hood. "Not that they care, now."
Character
: Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Stonetalon
Flamehowl stepped through as well, letting it snap shut behind him. They were still in the Mountains, that much was obvious, though now they were at least a mile or two away from where they had been before. "We will be safer here, I should think," Flamehowl remarked.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Gilneas City
Sasha sighed; nodding as she snagged some more rounds for her rifle.
Alana and Fluffyclaws eventually made their way upstairs, finding the Commander. "Everyone is scared, but alright down there." She nodded.
Ferin Hopewell
Dragonblight
"Blah-gah!" Ferin flailed; falling backwards and yelling in pain from his arm.
Dorithel Saberglow, Taliria Blindhawk, Blades of Elune
Eldre'Thalas
"Words." Dorithel told her; continuing down the street.
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355559
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Shattrath
"Never mind," Turin waved his hand. As he eyed the Doctor and the ethereal, he subconsciously loosened Sul'Thraze in its sheath.
Character
: Alexander Bowie
Location
: Stonetalon
Alexander rummaged through his coat, producing a waterskin and drinking hurriedly; looking at him, one would have thought he had not had any liquid for a couple of days at least.
Character
: Vincent Gaillard, Isaac Ashwood
Location
: Tanaris
"Now, now, Serenade. Let's not be hasty," Vincent spoke up. He paused, before finishing with a joyous cackle, "Now's my turn, remember?"
Character
: Vargariel Chandaris
Location
: Eldre'Thalas
"Lots and lots of words," Vargariel grunted, hoping that Altari, being barely taller than his elbow, could not notice his smile.
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