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Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Feralas
The priestess' staff ignited with holy fire as she attempted to drive the birds away, but attack them she did not.
Post by
355559
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Gurka, Dag'rema, Kitanga
Location: Feralas
Kitanga looked around, not seeing or smelling any remnants of the sparrows, before looking back at Rotha, wondering if she was alright.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Feralas
"Rotha?" Vashadya queried tentatively, upon seeing the worg's dazed state.
Post by
355559
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Kitanga
Location: Feralas
"What happened?" Kitanga asked, sitting down.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai, Damocles Rex, Vaudeville, Subject 67
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
Mordecai ground the Baron to a halt. The Dreadsteed turned its head, watching the death knight dismount. The grass and vines crinkled and whispered beneath his feet as he approached the fel infused woman. Halting before her, Mordecai appraised Malice.
His hand suddenly lashed out and grabbed her by the throat. His other hand rose, anti magic curling from the fingers. The message was clear. He would very much appreciate Malice making herself useful. Now.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"Oh no," Varyn murmured, pacing back and forth quickly. "Oh nononono. This is...no, not an idea; situation to be in. Not at all. Nooo...not..." he babbled softly.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Krasarang Wilds
"So͖̠̗̮̹̱ ͕̟̰̯̥ͅn̗̹͎̝ow͍̰̦̙̠̪͇ ̟̠͉̙̞͞y̻͚͞o͇̟͕͜u̪͔̳͜ ̹n̪̗̠̠̗͢e̦͍͔̙̦e͙͕̫̥͡d̝͜ ̛̭̮̞m̭͙͇̼̗͟e̗͕͍̹͇ͅ?̕ ̵͈̭̞̜̼̫̮I͎̲͓̗ ̮̠͈́th̼͉̻o̝̩̙̣̟͓u̻̮͖g͏̤̲̲͉h̙͈̜t͇͓͓͉̬̤̬ ̸ý̼̠͚̥̩o̺̪u̪̗̠̫͙̲͎͠ ͕̘͕͈̱͓w͙̝̼͡a͔̬n͏̳t̩̯̙̮̲̟e̤̠͇̫̱d̻͖̗͖̘̼̲͡ ͙̘̮͓̥t̫͝o̸ ͓p͙͘ar͕͙̝̟͜ͅt̗̪͈̻ ̞͕̻̖w̪̗̦͘a̮̜̹͖̙̞͞y͢s̢,͚̖̝" Malice grinned, before being distracted by something the Death Knight couldn't see.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Having lost Varyn in the crowd, Snowmane went to the one place she knew he would look for her: The Salty Sailor tavern. It wasn't long before she was sitting at the bar, half out of her mind, putting a fifth drink on her tab.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai, Damocles Rex, Vaudeville, Subject 67
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
Mordecai said nothing. He had no arrogance for bluster, nor shame for asking help. Or for anything he had to do to secure it. He left the facts as they stood speak for themselves.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
Varyn held his head, and only then did he look around. "S-Snowmane?" The mage jumped ramrod straight. Idiot! Idiot idiot idiot! How could he have lost her. He turned around in desperation, trying to spot her amongst the crowds which filled the streets like water in a canal. Fighting against the flow he once followed, Varyn tried to push back to where he had come from, apologizing profusely as he did so.
A sound like glass breaking came from the seat next to Snowmane, and there sat a man. He was positively swaddled in grey cloth, wearing a bulky coat and pants, a scarf wrapped around his lower face and met a pair of a opaque wrap around copper framed glasses. A broad, low brimmed hat sat on his head, and gloves obscured his hands. He didn't show an inch of skin.
He arrived looking at Snwomane, and spoke at once. "/hello/Snowmane/so/nice/to/see/you/again/" His voice had a strange, disjointed quality to it coming in a variety of tones and seeming moods. As though he were plucking the words out of memory and transplanting them to his hidden lips.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Krasarang Wilds
"F̭͟i͏͉n̛̟̹͙̥͉e͞,͙̩̫ ͎I͍̪̯͕̤͚̕'̟̱͉͓̰͉̘͟l̝͍̱l̺ͅ ̤͝h̛̳̩̜̟̩͈ͅel̻͚͚̮͚͢p̨͔̖̥ͅ ̗͓̤yo̥͈̳u̶̮̪," Malice grinned, gathering fel-energy into her palms. "̳͓͎͈͇͈I͎͔͚͔̭̫ ̡n̫̤̭e̛̱͓è̟̣̳͔̤͓ͅd̸̝̫͉͔̞͕e̫̭̹d͇̼̯͖͓͉͓ ̣͉͓̤̭͚to͈̱̦̱̤̯̕ ̵k̸̡̡̹̞̣̫̻̺̦͕͎͉̫̭̮̳̤͔͟i̢̝̩͔͖̬̳̠͔̖̩̳̮̲͈̮̰̮̬̕͢͞ĺ̷̙̫̟̻̬͇̻͔̼̞͉͖̞̟̙̻͠͠l̨̕͏̲̝͙̮̼̩͇͍̺ͅ ś͚ơ̹̰̬̫̝̝m̠͈̦̯̝͇̹e̡̬͙̖t̡̬͇̩̠̪̪̠h͙̟in̷̲͎̗g̟͍ ̨͉͕̱̙͍͚a̘͓̥͙̬nyw̫̘͈a̟̰̝̹̻͖̳y̨͖̫̘.̺ͅ
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"Doeye... Do I knoww you?" Snowmane slurred, trying to keep her focus on the man, but finding it difficult. "Varyn, izz that you?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai, Damocles Rex, Vaudeville, Subject 67
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
Mordecai released her. He gestured for her to speak further.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"/ha/ha/ha/./no/I/am/not/the/mage/./" He turned fully to Snowmane, but didn't. It was as though he were were a movie reel where several frames had been cut out, his image snapping between positions.
"/I/must/apologize/for/trying/to/stab/you/./I/assure/you/I/had/good/reasons/./"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Krasarang Wilds
"W̤̜̥̖̟͔ͅh̷͇̱̟͉ẹ̜̙͟r̥̯̗̩͇͡e̸̫ ͉̬̟̜̬͚͈a̫̟̭̩r҉͍̼̮͈̮͚̤e̙͈̰̦̖̼ ̯̯̞th̷̘̞̜̠ey̫̗,́ ̵̼̬̖a̢͕̘͙̹̤̬̞ṉ̤̯́ỵ̥̞̥̦̰w̴̗̹̤̩͍̘a͉̟̝̭̠ỳ̼̟?̫͖̟" Malice asked.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"Whaddaryu talkin about?" Snowmane asked, blinking at the man, who seemed to be blinking back, right in and out of existence.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai, Damocles Rex, Vaudeville, Subject 67
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
"Booty Bay," the voice from the depths of the armour answered at once.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
The man jumped in the actions of laughing. " / ha / ha / ha / ha / . / it / was / only / because / you / were / being / uncooperative / . / ah / ! / of / course/ . / don't / worry / though / . / it / hasn't / happened / yet / . / want / to / see / the / knife / ? /"
There was a thrumming sound as a long hunting knife came to be quivering in the wood of the bar. The man's arm jumped back to come at rest to his side. For the briefest of moments between the actions, he appeared to be tap dancing. Several drops of fresh blood slowly licked down the blade to pool in the crack.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Krasarang Wilds
"Ṭ̛̪̘̬͕̱h̫̥e͏̣̻̖n̞͉̜̩̥̜ ͞lḛ̟́t̰̩̜̰̰̗ͅ ͙̳͓̭͎̤u̪̰̜̹̩̮s̴̭͕͙͎ b͔̼͇̬̖̩͠e͎̪̬͚͉ ̡̟̻̘͉̠o͇͉͇̮͉͍f͢f̱̤̪.͙̘̗.̷͕.̛" Malice grinned back, cracking her neck. "Ho̸w̫͍̱̭͍̯̩ ͉̩̗͜s͉̺̹̤̥h͓͈̼̠͢a͟ļ̰̜͍̗̼̻̠l ͓͔̦̲͈̦w̼̞͎̭e̦̳͕ͅ ̯g̴͓̟̬͔̥e̱̮͕̭t͕̜͢ ͔͙͍̻̺t̻̫ẖ̦̫e̛̲r̻̮̙̩̗̯̀ȩ͚͎̣̻̝?̥̲̠̞͖̠̀ͅ"
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Snowmane watched as the blood dripped down the blade. "Lissen bud, you don' wanna mess with me tonight. I'man archmage. You come near me an I'll kick yer ass," she snapped, before reaching back for her drink, nearly gone by this point.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
The death knight made a motion of his hand, indicating he would rather she settle that account.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
The man jumped, Snowmane's face reflecting in the mirror lenses of his glasses as he came within inches of her muzzle. "/ that's / it / though / . / I'm / not / . / not / yet / . / I / have / . / don't / try / and / think / about / it / . / you / never / could / get / a / handle / on / time / travel / . / don't / worry / , / though / . / I / have / no / intention / of / stopping / you / . / in / fact / , / I / want / to / help / you / ! / isn't / that / great / ! /"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Krasarang Wilds
"I͓ ̙̀ṱ͔̺͎̗̮ͅh͚̺̖o͓̹̬̘ug͏̝͇̝̞͙ht̲̜̝̩̣̀ ͈̺͎͎̭w̥͖͚̫̟̱̪͝e͇̪ ̱͎s̬̞͚͚͝e͇͓̬͚͔̪͖͠tt͍̺̜̯͘l͉e͏d̰̠̭̦̝̞͓ ̲̼͖t̨̙̙h̘̺́ͅi͓̯̯s͎̠̳,́ͅ" Malice laughed geefully. "I̭̟̝'̤͈͖͕̙͞m̭͓̹͓͔̗͜ ̗͕̞̙͍͙͝a͙͕͝ ̢̳̣̥̦͍͙̯b҉̢̹̟̮̬̺̰̘̲͙̙̪͎͘à̙̫̱̮͕̗̱͔̹̖̦̫̪̟͕̲͙̕͜ķ̠͇̱̲̬̰̙͚̪̖̩̟̤͉̭͍̣̰e̻̙͚͓̼̟͙̫̩͟͝ŕ̼͎̣̻̟͔̜̲̮͟, n̙̖̗̤̮ot͖͠ ̘͔̗̥a͔̰̱͢ͅ ̢̣̱̩̞m̲͓a͔͔g͈͙͞e̱̰̺̣.̬̻͍"
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"Doen't soun' like you wanna help me," Snowmane answered, finished her drink. "What even woudja help me with?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
The death knight remained staring at the fel mage for a long moment. He suddenly whirled about, cape flashing the red lining at the women as Mordecai raised a fist commandingly. The air grew heavy with an unearthly chill. With a sound like the gasp of death a ram's skull materialized to vomit forth the multicoloured shadow of a death gate.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
The man leaned forward a little more. "/ an / excellent / question / . / have / you / ever / made / a /mistake / that / you / wished / to / take / back / ? / there / are / so / many / bad / things / which / happened / in / the / past / , / no / ? / haven't / you / ever / thought / it / might / be / better / to / maybe / . / . / . / change /them / ? / for / the / better / ? / wouldn't / Azeroth / be / better / off / without / a / Scourge / ? / a / Deathwing / ? /"
His face skipped closer. A smile could fairly be felt in the air, an expression of joy which was broken by the sheer fractured and warped feeling which radiated from the man's entire presence. "/ a / Kalistra / ? /"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Krasarang Wilds
Malice stepped through without waiting for the Death Knight's permission.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Snowmane's pupils widened for a moment at that name, but she managed to keep silent. "Does't help me much, does it?" she asked, raising her hand to the barkeep. "Evenif I chaned those things, it can't undo what they did to me..." she paused, looking back at the knife. "Could it?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
Mordecai made no response to the disrespect, if he even registered it. The Baron did however, and snorted with annoyance, raising his head high and following the death knight into the depths of Archerus with every available dignity.
Burning hooves and plated boots rang on the stone floors of the death knight stronghold. Mordecai did not waste a moment in wonder, at once turning towards one of the many branching corridors and marching into the darkness. The Baron threw his head with a knicker, glaring down at Malice through his monocle with aristocratic contempt as he followed the death knight.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"/ I / don't / know / . / oh wait / ! / yes / I / do / ! / hey / ! / look / what / I / can / do / ! /"
With a flicker Snowmane's companion was no longer at his seat. Instead, for the briefest of instants, he was behind one of the men idling near the bar. The dagger too was gone from the table, though it was in its owners hand and pulling across the exposed neck of the bar patron. In the next second the masked man was back in the seat, leaning casually on the bar. The one who had his throat slit was turning about in wonder, pale and shakily feeling his neck to search for the cut that didn't exist.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Krasarang Wilds
Malice followed after Mordecai, carefully noting the layout of the Death Kngiht citadel. It was all new and strange and interesting. She felt she wouldn't fit in, though, even with the fixation on death that its inhabitants had.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Snowmane watched silently, as curious as she could be in her stupor. What comprehension she did have made her wonder though. That trick was all well and good for physical injuries, but all the ways she'd been broken were psychological. Was her personality defined by her brokeness? If someone just went back and changed all those things, would she cease to exist?
As she reached for her drink she shrugged and decided that she didn't particularly care. "Whad tha hell, I guess it's worth a shot..." she answered.
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