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Fight for Life (Open RP)
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1001369
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Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Inn of Last Refuge
Morec glared at the death knight as he walked away. He then took his runeblade in his glowing left hand and squeeze the sharp blade tightly. It caused him no pain, but a thin line of green ichor seeped from the wound. The energy in his palm went into the runeblade, carving in the begining of symbols of power.
Only the beginning, though, he would have to work on the rest later. He turned and headed for a different exit. "Coming with?" he asked Leera.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Inn of the Last Refuge
Leera left her leaning position against the outside wall and followed Morec. "This will be
interesting
," she said lowly to him. She rather meant
enjoyable
. Of great importance was not to trust this 'MatthewAthmos'. Try to use him, but not trust him for a second.
After a contemplational moment of silence she started asking: "Runeblade, hrmm? Not a very clever way of upholding your act."
Post by
Atik
Andrew Stone
Fallen Silos
Andrew glanced around the farmland, long since rendered dry and worthless on the floating chunck of land. "There's something." He mentioned; pointing towards a barn in the distance that appeared to hardly still be standing on two of it's four walls. "Looks pretty beat up though."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Sephra Sauvé
Location:
Fallen Silos
"Anyting be better den being outside," she answered, hurrying towards the ramshackle barn.
Post by
Atik
Andrew Stone
Fallen Silos
Andrew nodded; following quickly. "Right." He commented, tossing a brief glance back towards the silos.
Post by
Lordplatypus
Character: Lancalor Orcbane
Barn
EDIT: Better opening
Lancalor Got up from the ground, checking himself quickly for his injuries. Finding none, he looked around himself. He was in a broken down old barn. Theres a half-buried Gargoyle on one end, and he can hear footsteps, not sure who's coming, he pulls his greatsword out of it's sheaths and mutters a quick prayer to the light.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Inn of Last Refuge
"Just because I'm a death knight, doesn't mean I'm a bad person." Morec replied. "But if I am going to survive this and find a way to escape this place, then I am going to need to be at my full power." He paused. "You haven't seen a larger blade around here, have you? Engraved with runes. Or perhaps a thick tome of various spells?"
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Inn of the Last Refuge
"I approve of your logic," Leera said and smiled slightly. "I haven't seen your items, and I'm not sure I want to be around when you do."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Sephra Sauvé
Location:
Fallen Silos
Sephra eventually made it to the barn. The rotted door listed crazily on its side, nearly falling free. Carefully, she grabbed it and began to pull it open, wincing at the noise it made.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Inn of Last Refuge
"You don't trust me?" Morec asked, rasing an eyebrow. "Why? Because of my class? My condition? Is your reason personal and your own, or is is just an idea that you were raised to follow?"
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Inn of the Last Refuge
"I don't generally trust people," Leera replied in earnest. "Regardless of vocation or race. And I don't expect trust in return."
She gave no more details, but rather waited for the next question that would surely follow - unless 'Matthew' was the same, she thought: knew what she meant and accepted it.
((Going to sleep, posting in 7 hours. Leave me something interesting :D ))
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Zeeta Bladebreaker
Location:
Inn of Last Refuge
Zeeta looked towards the last two left in the inn save herself.
"And, what do you two intend to do?"
Post by
1001369
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
Location: Inn of Last Refuge
"A wise policy," Morec nodded. "Better to lone and survive than to group and be betrayed. Life is the survival of the strongest, no need to wear yourself down with the weak and idiotic."
Morec then looked at Zeeta and smiled. "Survive. And I trust you want to do the same?"
Post by
Lordplatypus
Lancalor Orcbane
Barn/Gargoyle Nest
Lancalor charges and tackles the group, knocking them down with a shout of "GARGOYLES! Just as a swarm of them swarm up.
He pulls his blade quickly and starts striking them down left and right, he seems trained for single combat and yet gets flanked constantly.
With a shout he cries, "What are you waiting for? Help!"
And yes, Lanc is a human. Named orcbane.
Not gonna go well with this group though.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Inn of the Last Refuge
Leera could not really tell if Morec's words were pure sarcasm or not, but she assumed they were not. Mostly because they came from both a forsaken and a death knight...
To her mind's eye, a scene played out. "Yes, I want to survive," she there told him. "I survived the third war, I survived the fall of the Lich King and I have survived since."
Revealing herself in such a manner would be terribly unwise though, and would surely not happen. No, she would rather try to have
him
kill her other, possibly more dangerous enemies first. A game of nerves, where the weakest would make the first move against the other. She had an obvious advantage in that he knew nothing of her. At least she believed he didn't...how could he?
"Yes. Surviving seems to be the point in all this. It's a game, after all. A game we'd both like to win. I myself would begin with the death knights," she said and answered Morec's smile with a grin.
Post by
1001369
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Sephra Sauvé
Location:
Old Barn
Sephra pushed herself back to her feet, watching as the crazed human attacked the gargoyles. "Gargoyles? In Outland? Da loa?" she murmured before grasping one of her many charms. She pointed at one of the weaving creatures, a bolt f shadow energy lurching from her palm and blasting into one of the creatures wings, sending it tumbling to the ground.
Character:
Zeeta Bladebreaker
Location:
Inn of Last Refuge
Zeeta looked the undead up and down, then back at the tauren and other undead still in the inn. She grimaced, weighing her options.
Post by
Atik
Andrew Stone
Old Barn
Andrew blinked. "Oh no!" He shouted; diving away and rolling. He brought his hands up, firing a volley of frostbolts at the beasts.
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