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Post by
Gumballs
((Once again struggling with race haha, what is Thelnax?))
Zuri'na
The Isle
Zuri'na hissed and held her daggers higher, thrusting them forward slightly. "Away, ged away!" she growled, her voice low and on the edge of breaking.
The rogue was normally very good at hiding her emotions, but she had never been in a situation like this before. Normally she keeps to the shadows, watching and avoiding confrontation.
Zuri'na gnashed her teeth together, her eyes darting back and forth between the two.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
The Isle
Seeing no reaction from Faust, Straz sighed and considered what he would do; he could remain here in the center of the isle where very few seemed to tread, or he could go hunting for others. "Decisions, decisions." The human murmured, sitting back down as he stared at the soul stone he had crafted.
Post by
morginar
Thelnax Sunblade
The isle
"I always liked skeletons more than ghouls they do not smell so bad. ghahahaha! Just a bit of death knight humor, do not look so scared i have no reason to kill you."
((high elf death knight sided with horde))
Post by
Lordplatypus
Lancalor Orcbane
The Barracks
I see. Try not to get the other's attention, theres another death knight nearby, i'll try to keep you updated on his location.(We now cannoically know what morec is doing due to holy vision)
Hun'tar and Kill'tar
The Silos
LOOKY! FOOD!" Hun'tar said
Kill'tar replied "SMUSH!"
They canibalised a ghoul and charged for another. not knowing they already were plagued.
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1001369
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Post by
Lordplatypus
Lancalor Orcbane
The Barracks
"Heh, those fools are easy to exploit, throw a piece of steak on top of someone and they'll try to eat him.
Now then, i've been looking around and now...."
Lancalor Smiled
"I found us a target"
Lancalor placed a series of maps on the table, pointing towards the isle, "There, a troll, and there, near the silos, i believe you met them before. I'm still searching for the troll priest and that human mage."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Gunter
Location:
The Isle
"I don't get it."
((what colour is Zur'ina's skin?))
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
The Isle
Straz murmured to himself, holding out his hands and reaching down for his old skills; in front of him, a dozen small green orbs appeared with an eye upon them. "Go." He said, and the eyes shot skywards, spreading across the Isle.
Post by
morginar
Thelnax Sunblade
The isle
"Her fear amuses me."
((dusty blue-grey skin.))
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Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
The Isle
Straz's eyes floated above the gathering spots, transmitting the information to the necromancer as he sat. His lips twitched at the sight of all of the death knights, wondering why Faust would have grabbed so many of them at once. He focused for a moment on the trolls but dismissed them, unsure if they would be worthwhile as allies. He saw the insane one, but figured it would be too random to use as a useful pawn. He sighed, and continued to watch.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
The Silos
The sounds of slaughter reached Leera's eyes from behind another silo. She halted and listened, looking around herself and then headed in the direction of the battle.
After a few steps, though, a shape appeared in the corner of her eye. She stopped again, turning to face the figure. A night elf woman, leaning heavily against a silo wall. "Hah!" Leera cried superiorly, catching the other's attention and smiling pleasantly.
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Post by
Morec0
Character:
Araia Flameleaf
Location: The Silos
Araia's heart skipped a beat as she was discoered. She turned and ran, still not in any condition to fight.
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: The Silos
Morec put a hand to his head... One of his ghouls had been felled. He turned and walked towards the location of his second, sensing it too had enganged in combat.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Eric Sprocketbat, Henry Flats
Location:
Overturned Boat
"Are you sure about this?" Henry asked. The man bounced from one foot to another, his brown leathers soundless and the two short swords in his hands at the ready. His bald head peered through a hole in the bottom of the boat he hid beneath, keeping watch for any approaching foe coming across the dead earth of the hill, which had once been the shore before the rending of the world.
"Be quiet," Eric hissed, the gnome finishing drawing several runes in the dead earth with a piece of chalk. He quickly jotted down some last notes in a book in his hand, glancing at the runes running the length of a circular inscription in the earth.
"Okay, almost ready." Henry glanced back as the gnome set a rune of portals into the center of the ring.
"But, didn't that guy say portals wouldn't work?" the rogue asked.
His companion merely scoffed. "He only said that to make sure no one would try. Keep a lookout. Now," Eric hissed, putting his palms together, "it's time to send us home!"
Henry turned back to the hole in the vessel, gripping his blades tightly. Words of arcane power seemed to crawl across his ears like spiders legs as the mage began to cast. He shivered, but not from the temperature. If anything, the space beneath the boat had grown even hotter!
"Eric..." Henry began in growing disquiet.
The gnome ignored him, continuing to chant. Henry glanced back, the heat growing stifling, as if the underside of the fishing boat had become an oven. Sweat rolled down the two men's faces in thick rivulets. "Eric!"
"Quiet! I'm almost done. Almost-."
The rune of portals exploded, shard of stone flying through the air like daggers, scoring several cuts against the gnome. The diminutive mage yelped, a hand flying to his cheek as blood trickled through his fingers. But he paid the pain little heed. For before him, in the center of the circle, a rip in the air had formed. But it did not show the calming blue of arcane flows, the pleasant existence of the gnome's study beyond.
Instead, a horrid landscape of warping red and purple lay beyond. Twisting and writhing as if in malefic life.
The mage didn't even have time to scream as an arm thrust itself through this gateway, grabbing his head in a crushing grip.
"
Well lookie here!
"
Character:
Faust Kaufman
Location:
The Isle
"One thing. I told them one thing they shouldn't do. It's almost as if they didn't trust me," he mused to his puppet, which had been gagged.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
The Isle
One of the eyes dropped downwards, looking at the people who had opened a portal to the Nether. Straz watched with interest from the relative safety of his spot, wondering what would happen next.
Post by
Morec0
Character: Zarrok the Chained
Location: Overturned Boat
The 10-foot-tall Dreadlord stretched his arms and wings as he looked around, aquinting himself with the gravity and ressistances of the Isle. His fingers arched with green energy, and around his wrists, ankles, and neck were cuffs of fel energy. He strode forward a few feet and then looked over his shoulder back at the portal.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Hatthern the Pain Bringer, Henry Flats
Location:
Overturned Boat
A pair of large, red hands grabbed the corners of the portal. With a groan, the gateway was pulled open further, the hooves and bat-like wings of a doomguard coming through. The large demon thudded into the ground, the gold and green metal of his breastplate flashing in the light of the portal as he rose to a hulking stance.
"
Tremble in your puny shoes mortals! Hatthern, the Pain Bringer, has come! All maggots who stand against me shall be subject to pain! Pain, of the most painful sort! Cry to your mothers! But know that they aren't here to help you anymore!
" the demon thundered through jagged teeth, rising to his full height.
Which, with a crack, sent his horned head went through the deck of the boat overhead.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
The Silos
"Stay a while!" Leera called after the fleeing elf. Of course, the druid didn't comply with her wish.
"No?" she said surprisedly, and her face turned grim. She threw out her arm like to catch the elf by the collar - dark energy tendrils formed around Araia's neck, pulling her to a halt and causing her to fall backwards and choking her mildly.
"Don't want you dead already," Leera hummed to herself and began walking towards Araia.
Post by
Gumballs
Zuri'na
The Isle
Zuri'na growled low in her throat, not trusting these people. She took a few more steps backwards, her copper eyes flicking between the two. "Why? Why 'ere?" she asked, gesturing to the ground and around them. "Whad go on? Why?"
She furled her brow in frustration, wishing her common was better.
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