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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Vargariel Chandaris
Location
: Shadowglen, Teldrassil
"Oh. Um, sorry about that," Vargariel said awkwardly.
Post by
Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Elwynn Forest
"Cool, thanks mate," Tristram smiled, the smile spreading to Vivica as well. He just had one of those infectious personalities, when he smiled you smiled, when he laughed you laughed. "Woulda been an awkward encounter had you not have said yes," he chuckled. He was older, probably mid-twenties.
The trio began moving again, Tristram settling on the opposite side of Vivica as Roland. "So, where should we go to first?" Vivica said, glancing around at the men. "I have no schedule, no commitments. It doesn't matter to me when as long as we end up stopping at my house. Tristram," she paused, addressing the blonde. "Where do you need to go?"
Tristram patted the saddlebags. "I have to deliver the rest of this ore," he said quietly, his eyes going distance for a split second before he snapped back to his usual grin.
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313143
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Post by
Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Elwynn Forest
"My boss," Tristram laughed. "He's gunna be pretty pissed to hear that Kobolds wiped out the rest of the shipment... not to mention that Darius and Am were killed, but I'm sure word has already been sent about that," the man said with a sad chuckle. "But, at least I'm bringing back something. It's to the Blacksmith, Trade District," he elaborated.
Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Durotar
Mor'jon grunted as he pushed open the door to the hut. "Looks clear." He called to the others...then cried out as bolt of green fire hit him in the chest and knocked him backwards.
Maka gave a cry as she ran towards the half-orc, while Kor let his own battle roar loose as he charged into the hut.
Post by
Gumballs
Ba'alu
Durotar
Ba'alu remained quiet for once as she focused on the hunt, charging into the hut with the others. Cinny squealed and charged ahead, goring the calf of the occupant with her tusks just as Ba'alu arrived, throwing her axe in the person's direction as well.
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313143
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Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Durotar
The warlock in the hut grunted as the boar hit him, and cried out as the axe hit him in the shoulder. The orc fell back as Kor moved into the hut and let loose a point blank shadow bolt into the fallen warlock, slamming him into the dirt floor.
Maka mumbled to herself as she knelt beside Mor'jon, her hands a glow with nature energy as she tried to heal the wound from the fel bolt.
Post by
Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Stormwind
Tristram waved his hand in the air dismissively, hiding the hurt of losing his colleagues. "You did all you could, and I am thankful. If it weren't for you, I would be dead myself," he nodded, glancing over at Vivica.
The priestess smiled shyly, dropping her gaze. She was proud of her deeds of course, but she hated this constant praise. "Finally," Vivica said, glad to be in the city. She watched the hustle and bustle of people as they headed towards the Trade District.
Ba'alu
Durotar
"Yah okay?" Ba'alu asked, hurrying to Mor'jon's side and touching his shoulder lightly. Cinny squealed and ran circled around the orc warlock, stepping on him with her hooves and running her tusks along his flesh.
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Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Stormwind
"It might," Tristram shrugged. "I don't normally deal with this guy directly, I'm usually just the one working in the field. But I know he's talented, that's for sure. Even if he doesn't, ask him," he suggested.
Vivica turned to Roland. "You don't like the city?" she questioned, reaching forward and running her fingers through Rocket's mane.
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Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Stormwind
Tristram nodded, silently agreeing with Roland. Definitely too noisy. As someone who worked in a mine for a living, he'd much rather go back to his small farmhouse and relax than Stormwind.
Vivica shrugged. "I like the noise, the constant hum of people," the priestess said. "I guess I'm just used to it. When I'm in the country for too long, I start to feel like someone is... hunting me almost. It's always so quiet. I don't know, it's hard to explain," Vivica said, laughing lightly.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Peter Brighthammer
Location:
Elwynn
"Okay. You can stay here. Will talk to innkeeper. Say need rest. Find my own room. See you tomorrow. Common room? Maybe? Probably. Will meet you there. Sounds good?"
Character:
Maximilian Totentanz
Location:
Stormwind
"I don't think that's going to happen, judging by the sounds of those chains. But I am a little curious. Who wants to eat me now?" Maximilian asked, raising his bound hands. Though for a price, his work in the wardens office had paid off. So intent on ridding themselves of him, they had neglected to slap some anti magic cuffs on him, something they would come to regret.
A small orb of glowing light manifested in the youth's bound and bloodied hands, casting a faint but soft glow over the cell.
Post by
Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Durotar
"Just...a flesh...wound." Mor'jon grunted, trying to grin up at Maka and Ba'alu though the pain; the bolt had burned through his mail chest piece and seared the flesh underneath.
"Move pig." Kor said quietly, looking out the hut at the others as he crouched down by the other orc. Kor grinned slightly as his hands glowed with purple energy and he reached for the neck of the other orc.
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313143
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Gumballs
Vivica Black & Tristram Mahone
Stormwind
Vivica raised her eyebrow at Roland, not quite liking being brushed off like that. "Okay," she said flatly, watching the road ahead.
Tristram cracked his wrists, glancing back and forth from Vivica to Roland.
Ba'alu
Durotar
Ba'alu stood by as she watched Mor'jon being healed, entranced by the magic that Maka was producing. The hunter had attempted to perform magic and healing before, to no avail, but it always fascinated her.
Cinny made an awkward sound that sounded somewhere between a squeak and a purr and rubbed against Kor's legs affectionately. Ba'alu glanced over at Kor and her eyes widened as she noticed his aggression. "What's wif 'im?" she questioned loudly, jabbing a thumb in his direction.
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Adamsm
Mor'jon Grimmjaw, Kor Bloodfist, Maka Stonehoof
Durotar
Maka sat back and made a low sound at Mor'jon. "I'm guessing that telling you to take it easy isn't going to work here right?" She said as the half-orc smiled roguishly at her as he sat up. He looked over at the crouched figure of Kor.
"Well he doesn't like it when his friends are hurt." Mor'jon said, pitching his voice. Kor jerked and pulled his hands back into his robes, looking over at the others, then punched the orc warlock in the face, knocking him out.
"Anyways." Kor growled, standing up and started to search the hut, looking for the book.
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