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Travels of Northrend (Concluded)
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Post by
Skreeran
((Just makin' sure ye didn't ferget about me... Considerin' I'm stuck in Venomspite until I know what we're doing next... :P))
Post by
Adamsm
((ooc - honestly, I'm not sure what were doing next heh, everyone seems kinda spread out, got girlcaster off doing something with the Blight, morec/flying/trog are off either recovering or doing the Naaru knows what.))
Post by
BuryYourDead
((OOC i just joined. Ive been trying to get involved but havent a clue whats going on))
Post by
Adamsm
((ooc - wait for persen bury, he's the "leader" of the Scourge RP'ers, maybe do something with him heh.))
Character:
Aelnon/Torphaz
Location:
Winterguarde Keep, Dragonblight
"Hey-la love." Torph called as she entered the room and he looked up from his book studying. "Letter for you." He pointed at the desk then returned to his reading. She smiled slighty; he was in a kinda of Dragon Night Elf state, he had the snout and tail, but the body of an elf.
"Thanks dearheart." Aelnon said, picking up the letter and pullilng it free. "Ah, it's from Base." She smiled as she read it, chuckling slighty. "Remind me to send him a letter off when we leave for wherever we head to next." Aelnon said to Torph who grunted, lost in the book.
She took a seat at the window and watched as the 7th Legion forces continued their mop up actions. "So, I know you would have heard the offer. Should we take it?" The Draenei asked, speaking outloud and waited for the answer from her bondmate.
He murmured something, considering before finally looking over at her. "We should love, after all we already work for the other factions of Northrend, why not the 7th as well. Will give you one more credit to your name, plus give you an in with the Alliance forces if you ever need it." Torph said, stretching and rolling over to look at her.
"Heh, as always partner, you give the good advice." Aelnon said with a chuckle, leaning back and continuing to stare out the window.
Post by
Skreeran
((Note, this is back in time a bit, this would have happened before Base even got to Dragonblight))
Character: Una Ji'ro
Location: Orgrimmar
Una was quickly seated in the outer chamber of Grommash hold, her people being accomodated in the Valley of Spirit.
Base had told her about Thrall and the orcs, of course. She had always been rather interested in the Darkspear tribe of trolls, as well. She had just never expected to leave her land.
Finally she was greeted by a tall, well muscled green being with black hair. "
So this is an orc,
" she thought, "
They're much bigger than I expected.
"
"Greetings, Una Ji'ro, chieftain of the Shatterspear Tribe," The orc began, bowing low, "I am Thrall, Warchief of the Horde, and we are accomodate you tribe here in our magnificant city. Please, come, I wish to speak with you."
Una shyly followed the massive orc into his throneroom, where he offered her a seat near his throne.
"It is an honor to meet you and your tribe, and we are happy to shelter you from the threat of the Lich King. The Horde has a long histroy with the Trolls, and we are pleased to learn of another tribe that has advanced past the savagery of so many other tribes.
"I ask you now not to join the Horde, merely to consider the possiblity of friendship between our peoples."
Una thought a moment, feeling rather meek in the presence of the intimidating orc. "I dunt know wut weh could do fo' ya people, doh. We have needah a great deal of food or udda resources, nor do we have menne crafts to trade. We be a simple people."
Thrall nodded. "Indeed, my people were much the same once. We may work out a system of trade at some point in the future, or we may merely remain friends, if that is what you wish. All I ask now is friendship and understanding." Thrall finished, extending his hand.
Una thought about Thrall's offer again, before taking her hand out of her lap and reluctantly shaking the orc's hand. "Friendship be a good thing, Ah thank ya on behalf of mah people for your shelter. Hopefully we may find a weh ta repay ya one day."
Post by
Adamsm
Character:
Aelnon/Torphaz
Location:
Winterguarde Keep, Dragonblight
"Alright, so we'll speak to the High Commander, tell them we're ready to sign up, then head off to Dalaran." Aelnon said, gathering up her items and placing them into her pouches and backpack. "Should send a message off to Base to let him know where we are going." Torph said, casting a simple spell to place a few of their traveling items into a small pocket dimension, to be held till they needed it.
"Aye your right." She muttered, looking for a quill then quickly writing the Troll a note:
Dear Base,
We're heading off to Dalaran for a few days to check in with our superiors there. You can meet us there if you want, or head to another location and wait, your choice my friend.
Also, as soon as we know our next move against the Lich you will be the first to know.
Your friends,
Alenon and Torphaz
She looked at the letter, quickly sealed and it dropped it into the mailbox as they passed by on their way to talk to the High Commander.
Post by
atkrei
(was gone for a few days can someone tell me what happened? and i will be back in the morning its 11pm for me right now)
Post by
159454
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Base
Location: Venomspite
Base continued to restock anything he could think of. He was restless. He wanted to hurt the Lich King. He wanted the war to be over.
He went ahead and purchased a bit more gunpowder, even though he was almost full already. Finally, he went and checked his mail again, realizing he had mail.
He looked over the level, sighing in relief. "Well... There's something to do," He smiled, purchasing a portal to Dalaran from a Forsaken mage.
Post by
Adamsm
Character:
Aelnon/Torphaz
Location:
Over Dragonblight
"This tabard is surprising comfortable." Aelnon said with a chuckle, flying along side Torph as the two headed for Dalaran. The dragon chuckled as he looked over at her, "Was fairly easy to get it as well."
"Yes it was. Well were 7th Legionaries now, hopefully it won't conflict with our other jobs." She said, gliding along, relaxing in the wind. "So, were the hands of Kirin Tor, Ebon Blade, Crusade, Wyrmrest, Covenant and now the Legion, did we leave anyone out?" She laughed, seeing the floating city on the horizon.
Post by
Dralas
(( OOC - Hey! My hotel had wifi... crappy wifi at that anyway, so may take a bit to respond ))
Character: Dralas
Time: Unknown, Day -- ? --
Weather: Unknown
Location: Realm of Light
- It felt like years had passed by, the Naaru fortifying his beliefs in the Light, constantly training with the Ashbringer, and his faith growing stronger. In real time, hardly a day had even passed, but the realm Dralas was in, time was slowed down so much down to virtually nothing.
The immortality spell the Naaru had placed on Dralas did keep him young, but only to a certain point. Dralas chose to let his body age to a certain age, feeling that it would be a bit more necessary so that others could have faith in him, and not to think some young kid was leading the war.
Dralas' memories were faint, but he could still remember his friends, his travels, and what had happened that day that Tirion had died.
"It.. is time.. for you to.. return.. Ashbringer.."
the Naaru's voice chimed, a portal opening that returned to the real world. Dralas nodded, having his final set of gear that had powerful enchants and runes of Light carved into it, very similar to the gear that the former Ashbringer once wore.
Dralas stepped through the portal, arriving at Wintergarde Keep, arriving at a empty location, realizing it was late night. No one would reconize him it seemed, his hair had grown grayer, but his body stronger.
"Hopefully.. I remember how my friends look.." Dralas said, stepping into the light of the moon and walking about.
Post by
159454
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Dralas
Time: Unknown, Day -- 11 --
Weather: Late Night
Location: Wintergarde Keep
- Dralas stepped further into the keep, finding a mage quickly.
"Y-you! You have the Ashbringer!" the mage said, starting to yell to get the attentions of the others. A crowd was beginning to form, asking questions quickly about who he was and of Tirion.
"Mage, I only ask for a portal to Dalaran. I require the aid of the Kirin Tor to begin my quest in the defeat of Arthas" Dralas said, the mage studdering constantly in amazement that Dralas had the lengendary blade. Eventually the mage complied, opening the portal to the center of Dalaran, Dralas stepping through it.
Instantly people turned, seeing the lengendary blade and beginning to swarm him, representatives of the Argent Crusade seeing him and rushing towards him, questioning what had happened.
Post by
Adamsm
Character:
Aelnon/Torphaz
Location:
Krasus Landing, Dalaran
The two had arrived in Dalaran and were heading towards the Kirin Tor, intending to speak to Rhonin and Vereesa, walking past a crowd that was forming around someone in the portal arrival area.
"Wonder what's going on there?" Torph asked, looking over as they passed. Aelnon merely shrugged, thinking of other things. "There not screaming in pain and fear so we can ignore it." She said with a small laugh, and the two reached the Violet Citadel and entered, heading up to the Purple Parlor to speak with the two leaders.
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159454
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Dralas
Time: Unknown, Day -- 11 --
Weather: Late Night
Location: Dalaran
- Dralas made his way through the crowd, Argent Crusade soldiers never leaving his side as they continued to question him, but also help him make his way through.
"I need to speak to Rhonin" Dralas said, still trying to make his way as he stepped on the steps to the purple parlor, the crusaders helping him past the crowd.
Post by
Adamsm
Character:
Aelnon/Torphaz
Location:
Purple Parlour, Violet Citadel, Dalaran
"Aelnon." Vereesa said with a smile, stepping forward and hugging the draenei. "Hello my friend." Aelnon said, smiling back. "You got my letter's about Naxxramas I'm guessing?"
Both of the them nodded, inviting her to sit down which she did, and Aelnon saw Torph lean against the wall to listen. "So, to recap for you; Highlord Fordring is dead, Dralas a human paladin has the Ashbringer, and the Blight was used against us at Winterguarde, if I hadn't been able to deal with it with the Flame of the Red Flight we would have lost the keep." She said, looking at them both and seeing the news was something they had figured out on their own.
She started to say more, when the teleport circle glowed and all four turned their attention to it.
Post by
Dralas
Character: Dralas
Time: Unknown, Day -- 11 --
Weather: Late Night
Location: Dalaran, The Purple Parlor
- Dralas stepped through an odd portal, the crusaders staying behind and keeping the crowd at bay. When he was teleported, he saw four people in the room, all staring at him. Dralas glanced around the room, noticing a few mirrors, all revealing himself as older, though still immortal, grayer hair, and a more built body.
Dralas stepped out of the glowing light, seeing the others. He wasn't entirely sure of who was who, his eyes still not focused to the sudden change of light.
"I hope I'm not disturing you, head mage" Dralas said.
Post by
159454
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Base
Location: Dalaran, Legerdemain Lounge
Base sat at his table, sipping a heady drink, when he realized his crystal was blinking steadily. He went ahead and downed his drink before clutching the crystal, immediately feeling drawn to Aelnon's presence.
He followed the crystal to the Violet Citadel, where he realized that she was at a slightly higher altitude, than he. In all likelihood, she was in th Purple Parlour. That, or Archmage Vargoth's private quarters, which was unlikely.
He wouldn't likely be let into the Purple Parlour just by asking, so he went around to the back of the Citadel, made sure no one was watching and hurled a grappling hook up onto the railing. Tugging onto the rope, he gradually pulled himself up the rope, pulling the trailing end up behind him.
Finally, he reached the top, looking into the chamber to see not only Aelnon, Rhonin and Vareesa, but also an aged paladin, who after a moment, he realized to be Dralas.
"Greetings, fellows," He announced, casually saluting. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
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