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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
Silence was all they met in the depths of the halls, not a soul be they trapped in flesh or not disturbed their trek.
That is, until a shriek of joy filled the corridor followed by a flash of pink as something small launched itself at the tall death knight.
"Mordy!" the pink pigtailed gnome squealed, crawling onto the death knight's shoulder like a spider. "You're back! Oh my gosh! I missed you! You never tell em where you go and I was so worried and looking or you and I..." Two eyes like pools of burning blue fire turned on Malice. The gnomish death knight screwed her face up in distaste. "Who's this?" she asked, clinging to Mordecai's shoulder like a parrot.
The massive human paid no attention to his small pink passenger, merely continuing hsi march down the hall as though nothing had happened.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"/ I / knew / you'd / see / it / my / way / . /" The figure presented his gloved hand. "/ you / call / me / Scratch / whenever / you / see / me / . / so / that's / what / I / must / say / here / . /"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Krasarang Wilds
"C̬͡a͓̗̯͔͓̼ͅl̟͈͙̜l̀ ḿ͇e͇ ̭̟M̦̮̲a̲̠̤l͖͇͟i̛̘̱̙̯͔c̣͙̪̜e," Malice answered the gnome, grinning. "B҉͚̝e͔͙t̡͙̤͓̼̖̠̜w̜̲̙̙̹̜e̷e̶̥̝̥͕͕n͕͎̪̳̜̤̹͘ ỵ̥̦̙̰ou͓̪͖ ̗̻̘̞͇͍͟a̧̞͓̝n̻͍͈̣͔͢d͎͈ ̡m̶͔̱̟͔̱̥ę̰̯̫ͅ," she added, "I̱̭ ̠̯̜͎͉̱̮t̹̞h̝̻̹̜̼ḭ̤̜̙͇̭n͕̟̥͉̭̜k͍̹̗ ̢s͉̹̳̥o̲̦͇̬͍̱̱͟m̡͇̰̹e̵͚̰̳͕̯͔͈t̡̻͎̣h̞̝͇͍̭̙̜i̬͉̜̟̪̟͟n͏g̜̻̝̣̘'̴̼͉̙̘̭͖͚ś̖ ͓w͚̰̠͖͇̖r͖̝͚̪ò͖͓̠̙̻n͍̦̦g͖̕ ̰͇͖̬̻w̡̠̘i̛t͇̣̝͖̫͘h̘̤̘ ̙m̢̭̥̝͔e̥͈̘̰ͅ.̤̞̻͞"
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"An I guess you alruddy know my name," Snowmane mumbled, yawning. "When are you gonna stab me?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds
In reply, the gnome pulled on the bottom of her eyelid and stuck a tongue out. "Nyeeeeh!"
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"/ if / I / told / you / that / , / it / wouldn't / be / a / surprise / . / besides / ! /" Scratch added, reaching into a pocket. He drew forth a large pocket watch, its copper orange tarnished a light green and glass face cracked with a thousand spiderweb breaks. "/ my / time / is / up / ! / if / I / don't / leave / right / now / , / they'll / probably / catch / me / . /"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Acherus
Malice merely pulled back her hood in reply, revealing the greenish spider veins on her face.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Snowmane blinked, and then returned to her drink. "Wonder'f anyone else saw that..." she mumbled.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Archerus
The gnome drew back. "Aughhh! That's so gross!" The gnome leaned forward to better appreciate how gross it was. "What is it?"
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"/ see / what / ? / oh / nevermind / I'm / gone / . /" Scratch jumped to his feet. As though he only moved between people's blinks he flickered through the crowd and vanished into the kitchen.
Moments later the door opened once more. Varyn stood there, panting from having to fight through the mob outside and face red with worry. he threw his eyes across the bar floor, giving a silent cry of joy on seeing the mess of white fur at the bar. With a heaved a sigh of relief he struggled through the crowd and fairly fell at the white worgen's side.
"Miss Snowmane!" Varyn cried, grasping her by the paw, face sagging in relief. "I found you! Oh thank Light. Oh...oh dear. I'm...I'm sorry. So very sorry. Please. I...I'm sorry."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Acherus
"T̴͍̻̥̣̘h̭̞̖̺̜͢e̜͚̲̳ ̴̥F͎͓̩͎e͏̳͍̠̥l͉͓̟̥̪̠̩͞ ̮̟̘̤͕̟i̷̺̝s̶̘̬̹̖̩ ̲̗͈̮̪͡c̞̱͈͉h͓̘̫͚͍a̳͎̠̫̼͟ͅn̸̹͔̫̻̥g̨ín̦̰g̝̥̱̲͟ ͚m̜͚̫̼̙͠e ͚͇͙̭̖in͎͙͙̥̮t̩̭o̺̟̠̤͈ ̮͘s̫͎͡om̜͕̞͉è̬̜th̼͓̘̞̫i̶̲͈̯̫̮͕n̸͖̱̟̫̮g̵̬̭͔͔̹ ̞̳̠e͏l̼̯ş͚e̢̗̱̙͇," Malice answered. "I̺̹͙̹̰ ̹d̘̭͔͟o͇̠͈͖̻͘n͖̙̳͇̻̮̹'t̢̜͚̙ ͕͖k͇̠̦̰̪̱͞n̖̱͉̤̬ǫ̜̙̤ẉ̛͖͔͎̦ ̟̭̘̝̀wh͓͕̣̱̭̰a̖̣̯t͕̫̻͝ y̟͈̺̞̟͡e͉̻̻̝͚͘t.̞̣̠͝"
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"Oh there you're," Snowmane answered with a mumble, nearly collapsed on the bar. "I losht you."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Archerus
"That's weird," the gnome observed, though with undeniable interest. "Do you glow in the dark?"
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"Ahm, y-yes," Varyn stuttered, trying to compose himself. "Yes. I...hm. A-anyway, I'm glad that I found you. You see-" The mage was cut off as an older man in a red suit and a younger one in a high collared black trenchcoat and bowler hat barreled past him.
The younger hit Varyn particularly hard and spun about somewhat as a result. Sharp eyes caught a look at Snowmane and narrowed slightly in interest.
"Hurry Rex!" the older man shouted. With a last look at the white worgen the youth hurried into the kitchen.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Acherus
"O͉n͈l̶̦͖̱̭y̨͓̣̺̯̠̲ ̴̖a̸̯ ̵͍̭̳̣͈̱̬l̩͞ì͍̙ṯ͖̬̣t̳̙̟̯͕̮̣le̛̜͍ ͉bͅi͖̺̭t̺͔̮̖͔," Malice grinned, the green from her eyes slightly illuminated in the dark.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"What'sh going on?" Snowmane mumbled, trying to sit up straight. "Who're you?"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Archerus
"Cool-hey!" This protest was brought about by the death knight reaching up and plucking the gnome off his shoulder. Dropping the diminutive pink haired death knight by the wayside, he turned a corner.
Light streamed in from a great gap in the necropolis. Raised on a platform rested dozens of skeletal gryphons. They did not bounce, idle, or shake their heads like their living counterparts, nor was any space sacrificed to wooden roosts in which they could rest. They were far from such needs, merely constructs of bone, steel and necromatic magic. They rested soundlessly on the stone floor, sockets empty and darkened with the shadows of death.
A green ghoul slouched near these undead beasts. Its black eyed turned at the sound of approach and, recognizing one of those it served the creature flopped into a bow. "Mashter," the ghoul groaned with almost sickening servility. "Would mashter want a mount?"
Mordecai said nothing. He didn't even seem to notice the creature, simply walking towards one of the undead birds. Their eyes were hollow sockets, but that changed the second the death knight placed a hand on the creature's beak. The Baron whinnied from behind them in disgust, rearing back in a flash of blue flames as he seemed to dissolve into dust.
The instant the undead horse was gone, the gryphon came alive. Its wings flew outward with a crack of ill used joints, a spectral almost translucent air tying the bones together. A blue fire sprang to life in its eyes, trailing through what remained of the creature's neck to kindle unholy within its ribs like a furnace.
Pawing at the stone, the gryphon shook its head and gave an echoing squawk. Satisfied, Mordecai moved to the side and swung himself into the saddle. He beckoned for Malice to hurry on as well.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"Are you okay?" Varyn asked worriedly once the two had departed. "Forgive me for saying so, but you don't seem too well..."
A bloodcurdling scream came from a man who should eb quite familiar to Snowmane. Grabbing at his neck, the bar patron gurgled from a sudden cut across his windpipe, blood oozing from between his fingers. A circle formed at once as the man fell to the floor, gurgling and pawing at the flapping flesh of his neck, blood curdling and pooling amongst the stains of ale all over the floor.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Acherus
Malice followed Mordecai's lead, climbing atop the gryphon behind the Death Knight and waiting to take off.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Snowmane watched silently as the man drowned in his own blood, reaching to finish the last of her drink.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Mordecai
Location:
Acherus
When the woman was mounted the death knight gave a tug on the reins, and they were in the air. The crypt-like stones of Acherus gave way to the Eastern Plaguelands stretching below them, the grey expanses of dead grass and trees, but intermittent within was the odd flash of green, denoting the return of life to the once desolate wasteland. With a throaty roar the griffon dipped between the crags which separated the former Scarlet Enclave with the rest of the environs, the tips of the creatures wings nearly scratching the sheer rock walls as it flapped towards the southern cliffs of the Hinterlands.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
Murder was far too common an event to warrant any real interest from the general populace of Booty Bay. However, when it occurs in a place of business, the goblins tend to take pains to correct this. No one wished to try and explain the situation to the goblin bruisers, who had earned their name, nor did they want to potentially share the fate of the man bleeding all over the floor.
Someone screamed. A sudden roar of voices ensued as there was a general forced migration towards the doors. Varyn, after a moment of staring in rapt shock at the dead man, gathered himself enough to grab Snowmane's wrist and drag her towards the exit.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Acherus
Malice settled in for a long flight.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Snowmane stumbled after Varyn, barely able to stand up. "Slow... down..." she mumbled queasily. "Ugh, I'm really lightheaded..."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"I know! I know!" Varyn called over the swell of the crowd. He gripped Snowmane's hand tightly as they were jostled and shoved in the great crowd. "But we need to hurry!"
Like a flood from a dam they burst onto the street, the crowd intermingling with those already on the streets. "This way!" Varyn called, pulling on Snowmane's hand and towards the deeper part of Booty Bay.
Varyn did not notice the sound of rattling feet on the sheet metal and wooden roofs overhead, nor did he see the few people who did and pointed to the three figures which ran across the roof. Oddly, one seemed to flit through movements rather than flow. The smallest of the three, garbed in black, opened fire with a shotgun, tearing up a cloud of splinters as the grey clothed figure jumped between two roofs.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Feralas
Vashadya looked Rotha over intently, trying to determine the severity of the worg's injuries. "Are you hurt?" she queried, the moment Kitanga had finished.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"We gotta slow down, ori'm gunna be sick..." Snowmane murmured, trying to follow Varyn and doing rather poorly at it.
Post by
355559
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Kitanga, Gurka, Dag'rema
Location: Feralas
"I thought we were just trying to follow her, not hunt her," Kitanga answered as Dag'rema and Gurka finally caught up.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Feralas
Vashadya readied a healing spell, "which direction was she going?" the night elf asked.
Post by
355559
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Feralas
Vashadya's brow furrowed in concentration; "I believe she did," the priestess agreed, channelling the healing magic into Rotha's cuts and bruises.
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