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470415
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Johann Augustus, Shareen
Location:
Western Lordaeron
"Aw, he's not all bad. When you get jobs like me, you see far worse. HEy! Wanan see somehting funny? Watch this. Hey Johann!" she called to the warlock.
"What?"
"We're talking about you."
"Like I care. Good things?"
"No."
"Well screw you too!"
The succubus giggled into her hand and smiled at Naia. "Anyway, I'm Shareen. Nice to meet you," she said, smiling and offering her hand.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Bishop Amanda the Shadowheart
,
Grand Executor Vrem Dartskul
,
Lord Rivendare
Location: Brill, en Route to Undercity
The death knight's pace towards the Undercity was brisk, but not too brisk. He knew he was being followed, after all. Vrem was a smart man, but he was not that smart; he trusted the death knight, after all. The moment he was no longer needed, he would be disposed of.
Still, that time would not be soon. The Grand Executor would be needed if he was to serve as a leader for the upcomming war. Prometheus wanted to wipe the Forsaken out so quickly, but that was not as wise as it sounded. No, destroying a nation in one fell swoop would draw too much attention, people would notice and attack those responsible to ensure it did not happen to others, maybe even to repair the damage.
Lord Rivendare chuckled at this last part, wondering who in their right mind would want to fix the Forsaken.
No, the best option would be to start a war - and he would talk with the Doctor about this once his dealings in Undercity were done. Plus, he also wanted to get started on his side-project on the Spider Isles. But as for the war: a war would cause chaos, disruption, death. A war would bring suffering and breed monsters on both sides, criminals worse than the typical brand society breeded - men and women turned into monsters by the horrors they saw.
He could use people like that. Come the end of civilization there would be a need to keep everyone in order untill the last spark, the last hope for the restoration of king and country died and vanished from the minds of men and women. It would not be easy, it would take some effort, but it would be worth in the long run.
There was just so much to do, so little time.
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470415
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Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Gilneas City
Sasha ducked behind some cover; reloading before swinging outwards and staring down through her scope. She opened fire best she could on the Worgen attempting to flank them.
Alana carefully made her way deeper in; spotting a collection of people; including a very large Worgen who she could only guess was the Alpha.
She swallowed carefully; gripping her swords tight. She was only going to have one shot at this...
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Bishop Amanda the Shadowheart
,
Grand Executor Vrem Dartskul
,
Lord Rivendare
Location: Undercity Surface
With Rottalon overhead, Lord Rivendare continued towards the customs station. The infernal bird was slowly becoming more and more of a nuisance... Time to end the damn thing, give Vrem one more reason to go to war.
A murder of crows slowly began to form, hungry for rotten flesh.
Post by
470415
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Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Gilneas City
"They're splitting us up!" Sasha shouted. She lined up a shot and downed a charging Worgen. She couldn't help but wish she could do something else as the Worgen broke their line slowly but surely.
Alana took the shooting, yelling, growling, and plenty of noise as her queu to move. Rushing forward, she hoped against hope that the potion would hold out as she charged the massive Worgen.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Mr. November
Location
: Gilneas
November slipped around the side, rendered almost unnoticeable because of his hat, kukri in one hand and revolver in the other. As he rounded one of the generators, he flew at Kai'ren from the side, slashing with the heavy knife.
Character
: Caiaphas September
Location
: The skies over Sholozar
The
Overcast
hummed menacingly as it swooped over the Basin. The twin propellers keeping the ship going worked overtime in the thin, cold air of Northrend. "Any sign of them?" Caiaphas asked the man standing next to him on the observation platform.
The lookout shrugged, shaking his head. "Not that I can see," he replied.
Caiaphas's jaw tightened. "They're around here somewhere. They'll strike again, and when they do, they'll find that they've messed with the wrong man." Indeed, he hardly looked like a man to mess with. Tall, with shaggy, light brown hair streaked with grey and a beard to match, he looked much older than his 31 years. His face was heavily lined, and a large scar passed over one cheek. Lastly, to finish the ensemble, a plain black eyepatch covered one eye and an admiral's cap was settled on his head.
A long, dark brown leather coat hung from his shoulders over a buttondown shirt, concealing a brace of pistols and a long, curved sword which hung from his hip.
"The wrong man indeed."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Caravan
Location:
Overcity
The beams of light from several trucks cut through the smog, plastering themselves on the gate to the Overcity. Several trucks rolled towards the portcullis barred customs office, rumbling to a halt before the gate. The door to one of the vehicles was kicked open, a figure clad in a black coat and bowler hat almost falling out of the passenger seat. Landing with a thump, the man rose to his feet, a black gas mask covering his face as he looked about.
Character:
Johann Augustus, Shareen
Location:
Western Lordaeron
"You too. It's nice to see Johann's keeping some nice company for once. I was so sick of those other warlock's.
Sharething
hedonists, excuse my eredar," Shareen said mischievously, her bat-like wings fluttering slightly in the breeze as the river came into view.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Bishop Amanda the Shadowheart
,
Grand Executor Vrem Dartskul
,
Lord Rivendare
Location: Undercity Surface
Lord Rivendare walked to meet them. "Spider Island, I presume?" he asked the gas-masked man.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Caravan
Location:
Overcity
"We've been known to," the man said.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Bishop Amanda the Shadowheart
,
Grand Executor Vrem Dartskul
,
Lord Rivendare
Location: Undercity Surface
The death knight nodded. "I have already secured your enterence, but do tell me; what are your plans for setting up?"
In the air above, Rottalon found himself under attack by the black-feathered birds. The smaller animals were quicker and more numerous, and despite the falcon's speed and agility she could not escape them. The battle would be brief.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alexander Bowie
Location
: Moonglade
"I don't doubt anyone here is free of the Old Ones' influence," Alexander spoke up. "Still, it won't hurt to get inspected by the higher-ups of our Circle. For our own good."
Character
: Vincent Gaillard, Isaac Ashwood
Location
: Tanaris
Vincent's hand shot out, Gwaesylwir flashing in front of the girl's face. Almost literally the next instant he was leaning casually against a wall, licking the tip of his blade; somehow, he did not cut his tongue.
The nick that he left on Victoria's nose bridge was just barely deep enough to draw blood.
"We? What, our whole degenerate generation is here?" Isaac bared his teeth mirthlessly.
Character
: Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Shattrath
Turin relaxed somewhat; now that the might of Devastation in Selin's hands complemented the fury of Sul'Thraze, they had a better chance of wading the streets of the Lower City without getting bothered.
The Blood Knight was more than just aware of the animosity that used to divide the Aldori and the Scryers decades ago. He hoped fervently that the unification into Army of Light, that two of them, in the end, were servants of Light also, that A'dal him(it?)self looked favorably upon their order and that Marcin was wounded, would play in their favor.
That and a weighty sack of coins he carried in case of an emergency.
Character
: Pseudolocal
Location
: Uldis, Forge of Wills
"
I
shall send one. My creations are getting... Restless," Pseudolocal drawled, toying now with his monocle. "They can bring the intruders straight to us. Do you concur, Quas?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Caravan
Location:
Overcity
"Well, we got some stuff to deliver to a couple of warehouses, some homes, got some chips, dip..."
"Taquitos?"
"No Ed! No! We didn't make any damn taquitos! I am sick of talking about this! Now get into the back of the truck!" the masked man snapped, rounding on another masked fellow poking his head out of the window.
"I hate the back."
"You'll go back there and like it!"
With some grumbling, the man retreated back into the truck and into the canvas covered back.
Character:
Brokkar, Quasiglobal
Location:
Ulduar, Forge of Wills
"Concur'd!"
The mask was silent for a long moment. "...Very well."
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Bishop Amanda the Shadowheart
,
Grand Executor Vrem Dartskul
,
Lord Rivendare
Location: Undercity Surface
Lord Rivendare nodded. "Sounds good, do try to be careful for the time. Also, be anticipating a slight change in orders from your superior, I intend to have words with him sortly."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Caravan
Location:
Overcity
"That sounds menacing without context."
"Ed! Back of the damn truck! I swear to the monarchy I will cut you!" The masked man bellowed, pointing with a three fingered hand at the truck. He looked back tot he Death Knight. "We'll keep that in mind. Thanks for your input," the soldier said, hoisting himself back into the truck.
Post by
Morec0
Characters:
Bishop Amanda the Shadowheart
,
Grand Executor Vrem Dartskul
,
Lord Rivendare
Location: Undercity Surface
"Carry on, sirs," Lord Rivendare said, turning and walking away.
A rotting, undead crow landed on his shoulder and turned its head. Morec glanced over in that direction; smiling in approval at the corpse of Vrem's pet. As much as the hunter would hate to admit it, he felt a soft, huamizing spot for his pets, the death of his bird would cloud his judgement long enough to make propper use of him.
A death gate back to Spider Island opened up and the death knight stepped through it, emerging next to his crate and associates outside of the complex. "Prepare yourselves," he said to them as he made his way to reentered Prometheus' base, "there will be killing to do."
The six criminals nodded.
Post by
470415
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Caiaphas September
Location
: The skies over Sholozar
The lookout paused, focusing on something. "Captain, I see something. Black sails!"
"They were bound to show up eventually," Caiaphas said grimly, setting a pipe in his mouth and lighting it, using one hand to shield it from the wind. "Send a message to the others, let them know."
The lookout nodded and raised a pair of semaphore flags, quickly flashing out a message: P-I-R-A-T-E-S A-H-E-A-D.
Character
: Serenade, Zachary Palesen
Location
: Tanaris
"Just Tori and I," Zach shrugged. "Ferin's gone, and my brother is still in Ironforge."
Character
: Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Stonetalon
"Agreed," Alnerigo said firmly. "From my experience, some sort of cleansing ritual or spell is always required after dealing with those... beings."
Character
: Mr. November
Location
: Gilneas
"Seems like your reflexes could use a bit of a hand, eh?" November chuckled, taking a step to the side, away from the fire. He pulled the trigger of his revolver, which had already been raised as he had struck with the kukri. With a deafening boom, the muzzle flared with light as it fired a flaming projectile at them.
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