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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Johann Augustus
Location:
Stratholme
Johann bit his lower lip, eyes screwing up and watering slightly as he held the cats eyes, trapped by his own pride and hubris. His eye twitched and wavered slightly beneath the strain it was subject to, but he gamely endeavored to win, for he was no pussy!
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Post by
Atik
Vira Darkbreeze
Darrowshire
The woman had left the construction site, making her way through town. She had rarely thought about it before, but she had mostly been locked up within the town hall since the town itself had been given to her and the other Forsaken refugees.
It was something she would need to avoid in the future, Vira decided. The town had at least a few sights
Near the center of town, the undead elf found herself at the inn; large and fully rebuilt, having been one of the first buildings the Forsaken had worked on.
Curious, the dark ranger decided to take a seat on the bench outside of the door.
Ferin Hopewell
Desolace
Ferin blinked again.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"And I guess I should have kept my nose out of your family affairs," Turin said, equally quietly. He shook his head, "Will you come, though? I think it's really kind of important."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Johann Augustus
Location:
Stratholme
The muscles of Johann's neck tightened like the coils of a spring, his eye wavered, tears pricking the corners of his vision incessantly. His hand tightened around the comb until its teeth bit into his skin harshly, yet even this pain was soon not enough. Will warred with the body in that age old struggle which defines man from animal, to surpass the bounds of the physical, to triumph over the body's baser needs.
He blinked.
"Gyaaaaaaaaah!" Johann cried, falling to his knees and throwing his arms in the air, grasping at the skies in futile supplication. "Curse you cat! Curse yo-ou!" Johann cried, jabbing an accusing finger at the phantasmal feline.
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355559
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Post by
Atik
Ferin Hopewell
Desolace
"Uh..." Ferin stared. "Derp?"
Olet Hopewell
Western Lordarean
Olet sighed, making her way down from the wall before pulling out a map. "Darrowshire. Huh." She nodded, starting off.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lucas Venomheart
Location
: Darrowshire
"
Having a well-deserved rest, are we?
" came a friendly, if characteristically dry, chuckle. The one to speak was a most tall forsaken, his build somewhere between a very brawny human and a lean vrykul. Most of his six feet six inches tall figure was concealed beneath a weathered high-collared shroud of thick dark green wool, through which elaborate acidic green plate armor could be seen. Across his back a long, jagged sword wrapped in some sort of bandages was resting.
His face was sickly green in color, and so was the glow inside his eye sockets. The right part of his hair was messy and dirty blonde, straight and dry, the left greenish yellow, styled into thick cornrows. His left ear and a chunk of his left cheek was covered by a metallic plate, connected with a breathing mask over his mouth and nose that muffled his voice.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Johann Augustus
Location:
Stratholme
The small clang of a silvery bell and the words 'order up!' from the cook called the waitress back. With practiced ease that only years in such menial employ could grant, she swept the plates of soup and cod into her arms and began to maneuver through the crowded room. With almost precognitive skill she weaved around the mishmash of chairs, tables and customers, dodging the odd lecherous hand which tried to find something to grasp, only to clutch at air as she drifted past like some untouchable spirit of service.
It was only upon reaching the table of the bipedal duo, quadrupedal creatures, and the one who could switch between that she was given pause. Her eyes drifted from the purple robed man with the odd hairstyle, who was pointing accusingly at a cat, which in turn seemed to have an odd fixation upon him, as if in the midst of feeding off his misery.
With a brow raised, she passed out the food, and shuffled away as quickly as she could.
"Yes! My soup! At la-ast," Johann declared, abandoning his accusatory stance towards the cat in favour of pulling his bowl close. Though he still cast a last hateful glare at the feline.
Post by
Atik
Ferin Hopewell
Desolace
Ferin glanced around, growing more confused by the second.
Vira Darkbreeze
Darrowshire
Vira looked up at the man, nodding. "You could say that." She replied. "It hasn't been easy, but I think we've finally got ourselves a home here."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lucas Venomheart
Location
: Darrowshire
"
Surely hope so,
" the tall forsaken agreed thoughtfully. "
It's peaceful here. Nice having a purpose not having to do with wiping life out, too.
"
He held out his hand, encased in a plate gauntlet. Several flexible tubes arced from his wrist to the back of his hand, but it was impossible to discern just what was flowing through them.
"
I don't think we've been introduced properly. I'm Lucas. Lucas Venomheart, though now that the Apothecaries don't experiment on me, that title rings a bit hollow. You'll have to excuse me for not taking the gauntlet off, armor is more or less welded onto me.
"
Post by
Adamsm
Tae'sash Firebloom
Airship, Tirisfal Glades
Tae'sash found a spot where he could relax, his hawkstrider curled up beside him and Aya relaxing partially on his lap and shoulders. The Blood Elf dug out an old book and settled in to read while on the trip across the ocean.
Midnight, Slayer, Destro
Cenarion Hold, Silithus
The trio had managed to get a room for the night and settled in for a rest, hoping the zeppelins would be ready to leave soon so they could go and receive their payment for the kills they had done.
Post by
Atik
Vira Darkbreeze
Darrowshire
"It's alright, not as uncommon as you might think..." The woman said, taking his hand and shaking it lightly. "Vira Darkbreeze."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lucas Venomheart
Location
: Darrowshire
Whether Lucas recognized the name was uncertain. He leaned against the wall next to the bench, folding his arms on his chest.
"
Admittedly, you sometimes can't help but think, 'What's next?' Although maybe it's as simple as just live,
" he mused.
Post by
Atik
Vira Darkbreeze
Darrowshire
Vira nodded. "It's just a question of waiting and seeing where it takes you sometimes." She said.
Ferin Hopewell
Desolace
"So... what?"
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Post by
Sparkbolt
Loki
Stormwind
From the crowd a half-elf in his early twenties with short black hair violet eyes walked up behind Alana. He was wearing a black linen shirt and pants with brown leather boots and had on a long tan trench coat and a pair of goggles pushed up above his eyes and around his waist was a belt that had dozens of small pouches sewed to it.
"Hello Alana." Loki said tapping her shoulder.
Post by
Atik
Alana, Balah'Amin, Coldpelt
Stormwind City
Alana looked up at her brother. "Oh, uh, hi Loki." She waved. "Wasn't expecting to see you here."
Coldplet leaned towards Balah. "Seventy gold says she snuck out."
"Probably..." The void-worg replied.
Ferin Hopewell
Desolace
"Can I... like... go no?" Ferin muttered in question.
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