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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Snowmane nodded and followed after the human.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Feralas
"It might still be worth a try," Vashadya said uncertainly.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
Instinctively taking the worgen's hand so that he might not lose her once more in the bustling crowds, Varyn set off into the congested streets of Booty Bay. It was slow going, working against such a tide of people, their voices raised in hawking, conversation and shouting, all trying to speak over the others and be heard, which only added to the problem.
"Fish! Fish!"
"Ow! Who stepped on my foot!"
"Why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything."
"And all three just vanished into a crack in the air. Strangest thing I ever did see."
"Bloody wizards. Did one of them cut that fellow?"
"Get your fish! Nice and fresh! Caught this morning!"
"Not sure."
"You like fish! Buy my fish! Eat my fish! I have fish! You want fish! Here is fish! Buy it! Buy this fish!"
Soon, but never soon enough in Varyn's mind, the crowd thinned as they moved away from the docks. Ramshackle, cobbled buildings that looked as though they might fall at a breath of wind, leaned around them as they moved down one of the port city's many shopping districts. Seaweed and other pieces of flotsam clustered against the sides of the building where they had been shoved, the town lacking proper gutters as the spaces between planks usually proved adequate for their means. As they delved deeper, less people were to be seen wandering about, the street becoming darker as the buildings grew higher and blocked out the sun.
Eventually, Varyn turned, and both found themselves before a small shop squeezed between too far larger buildings. Painted red and black, several gaudily painted wooden masks with wide, painted eyes and mouths hung about the door. A name written in jagged zandalari script hung overhead, illuminated by several torches burning grim purple flames. Below this name was written in common 'Voodoo Shoppe and Services'. This was odd because its position seemed to imply it was a translation of the zandalari above, though to someone who could read the troll script what it would have been translated to was actually 'dgajdfalfdfjla'. Evidently, the letters being chosen more for their fearsome appearance than literal meaning.
Stopping before the door painted to look like a skull with shockingly long teeth, Varyn suddenly became aware he was holding Snowmane's hand. As though burned he tore his hand away, reddening in embarrassment.
"Ah, um...s-sorry, about that," he quickly said.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
If Snowmane had even noticed in her stupor, she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she wasn't even quite sure where she was anymore, all of the sights and sounds of the busy city blurring into one another.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
Brushing his hand upon his leg as though to be rid of the evidence Varyn pushed through the door.
Inside the shop was dark and confining. Sickly sweet smells assaulted the mage as he entered, a low but thick haze casting itself in lazy wisps about the room. Rows of shelves filled with carefully labelled jars lined the walls, the floor being cluttered with urns, drums, and the odd wooden mask leaving only a few cleared paths. Crudely made faceless straw dolls hung from hooks, button eyes staring blankly at the two intruders, a few even having nails pounded into them. In the shadows of the ceiling and along the walls, fabric hung in long cascades, hooking to the walls and lending the impression one was in a mystics tent rather than the small shack in Booty Bay.
Varyn took a few cautious steps inside. He stayed within the slim sliver of sunlight afforded by the open door.
"Hello," he called uncertainly.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"What are we doing here?" Snowmane asked, looking around.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
Booty Bay
"Looking for someone," Varyn replied.
The door banged shut.
Darkness swallowed them for an instant. Then it was dispelled once more with a crack of red light from the end of the shop. Two braziers glowed red, a smoke of the same sheen seeping from them, across the lip of a stage and onto the floor. Mocking laughter came from just beyond the light.
"So, ya be comin' in 'ere eh?" The ivory white of two tusks slowly pushed themselves into the light. A swirl of black fabric sent the smoke whipping about, and a moment later a troll leaped from the stage, striking the floor with a thud. Landing in a crouch, a black tuxedo settled about him. Rising, the lanky barefooted jungle dweller cocked a shabby top hat decorated with several gaily coloured feathers, held in place with a broach, revealing a face marked with white paint forming the image of a skull. "Mm-hmm-hm...Now, den, what can old bruddah...oh!"
The troll suddenly straightened, his painted face crinkling into a smile. "Varyn!" he cried, striding forward with arms wide, sweeping the shorter mage into a hug. "Me old bruddah! What you be doin' in mah neck a da world eh?"
Choking, the mage patted the troll on the back. "H...hello, Samdi," he managed in a tight voice.
With an affectionate chuckle the troll patted him on the back and released him. "Ah mah bruddah, it be good ta see ya again. But who dis lovely yung creatah?" he asked, suddenly rounding on Snowmane. " 'ello ya pretty young ding. How we be doin' today? Perhaps' ya be lookin' for a genuine shrunken 'ead?" he asked, holding up a hand where several shriveled heads on strings dropped from. "Got dem down from me bruddahs up da coast jsut de odda day. Guaranteed freshness. Or maybeh ya be looking for some voodoo ta curse ya enemies wid?"
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Kitanga, Gurka, Dag'rema
Location: Feralas
"I do," Kitanga volunteered. Gurka grunted.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"Bluh..." Snowmane bluhhed, trying hard to focus forward. "I don' wanna buy anything," she murmured in reply. "Unless you have somethin' for nauseuea.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Samdi
Location:
Booty Bay
"Nausea!" the troll cried as though the worgen had just made his way. "I got just da t'ing fer dat. Ground root a da mandrake, mixed in wid some Kingsbane and a pinch a mojo do da trick just right."
"Are these walnuts?" Varyn asked, examining the so called shrunken heads. Said items instantly vanished back into the trolls palm.
"Ah-ha ha. I be right back wid dat rememdy, mon." With a quick bow the troll vanished amongst the shelves.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
Snowmane rubbed her temples and groaned.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Samdi
Location:
Booty Bay
A jar filled with a deep green liquid suddenly jumps from its place to hang directly in front of the worg's face, a blue three fingered hand gripping it from the other end. "Found it!"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Booty Bay
"So what is mojo?" Snowmane asked, eying the liquid.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Feralas
Vashadya nodded, letting Kitanga take over.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Kitanga, Gurka, Dag'rema
Location: Feralas
"Hello?" Kitanga ventured, looking up at the birds.
Post by
355559
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Kitanga, Gurka, Dag'rema
Location: Feralas
"I don't think these are nnormal sparrows..." Kitanga murmured, looking up at the birds.
"Screw it," Gurka growled, kicking a fireball into the treetops.
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355559
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Kitanga, Gurka, Dag'rema
Location: Feralas
"If they're natural, then they can ask me to stop at any time," Gurka reasoned, taking a fighting stance. "If they're not, then there's no reason for me not to pound their asses into the dust."
Kitanga scowled, but took a defensive stance as well.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Feralas
Vashadya adopted a defensive posture, doing her best not to feel unnerved.
Could it be...?
No, that did not make any sense - it was too soon - surely they had bought themselves some time...
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