Post by Morec0
(( Ah, will correct that. ))
Character: Cedric Lighteye
Location: Stair of Destiny, Hellfire Peninsula
Era: The Burning CrusadeBounty hunters, or meager adventurers, either way they were of even lower status than he had first belived. It was a good thing he had not spoke with them anymore than he did, surely a conversation with them would damage him brain out of their sheer stupidity. At least they
were all blood elves, however, anything less and he would have been sickened by even acknowledging their pressence.
Character: Morec, House of Rivendare, Ebony Gang (Ebon)
Location: Ebony Gang Headquarters
Era: CataclysmThe gangsters opened a door onto the catwalk overlooking some kind of large docking bay, and led Morec and Ebon down onto the ground level where five figures stood.
The first was an undead troll with glowing yellow eyes wearing a dark tunic and pants. On the top of his head he wore a top hat that must have been plundered from some Gilnean, and in his right hand he held a black crystal-tipped staff while his left hand held onto a sack thrown over his shoulder. He stood without the typical troll hunch, making his tower above all others present.
The second was an undead human with a brown cloth tunic, pants, gloves, boots, cowl, and pack strapped to his back.. Over his face was a fanged mask that hid even his eyes, and attached to his belt were numerous vials filled with a yellow liquid. He leaned on a scythe as he turned his head, looking over all others present.
The third seemed to by fully alive, but his head and face were hidden by a mask and pointed hat. His body was also fully covered by dark clothing, and a sheath on his back provided a resting place for his katana. He
did seem to be breathing, although his breaths were so shallow they might as well not have been there at all.
The fourth was also a clearly undead human. Like the second he too wore brown cloth clothing, but his was comprised more of heavy robes with green amulets hanging from them or swen right in. His black hair was receeding and in his hands he carefullly handle a glowing green arifact that looked something like a demon's skull.
The final one was a living blood elf woman with blond hair falling across her shoulders that stood sepeate from the rest of the group. She wore black armor similar to the Ebony gangsters, but her clothing was made up of scaled armor and leather rather than plate or pure leather. He carried a gun in her hands, though of a less sophisticated nature than the ones held by Ebon's guards, and saluted as Morec and Ebon approached.
Morec smiled at the first four. "Fal'uci! Fright! Masky! Ras! Good to see all of you!" He then looked at the blood elven woman. "You... I don't know you. Who is this broad?"
"Her name is Nina Lurheq, one of my own employees," Ebon explained. "She'll be monitoring your progress and reporting back to me."
"How exactly? She dosn't look like the magic type."
Ebon chuckled. "I have eyes and hands everywhere in civilized society, Mister Rivendare, you leave the matter of informing me of your progress to her."
The death knight shrugged. "Meh, what's the worst that could happen?"
"Indeed, what is?""I was hoping one of you could tell me."
"Not a clue here.""Nada, mi amigo.""I doubt anything will go wrong, Mister Rivendare," Ebon replied. "After all; you are a professional."
"Is that what they told you? Man, the wiki they're using must suck!"
Ebon raised an eyebrow curiously under his mask, but said nothing. He had been expecting as much of an outburst from the death knight.