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Atik
Lucien Greyfang
Howling Fjord
Coming up to the cage, Lucien looked within, the man staring in disbeleif on the other side of the bars as the rogue held up his hand in a shushing motion.
Wristclaws popped out, slicing through the air and splintering the wood as the slashed into in; one wall of the caged tumbling open with a cracking noise.
"Move, come on!" Lucien commented; reaching in and grabbing the man to drag him out.
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Lucien Greyfang
Howling Fjord
The captive shouted in fright at the Vyrkul, being pulled from his cage and tossed to the ground. "Move!" Lucien told him, watching for the giant to make any sort of move besides dying.
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Lucien Greyfang
Howling Fjord
Lucien rolled backwards; kicking his legs up and into the falling giant with a grunt and a yelp of pain; the prisonner crawling along the grass for his life as the rogue strained to push the Vyrkul up; rolling backwards and letting the body drop to the ground.
Lucien panted, sighing. "Well, there's one down..." He muttered.
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Lucien Greyfang
Howling Fjord
"I say our first priority is getting the prisonners out. We keep an eye open for anything that looks like some sort of comman building, and check there for whatever we can." Lucien told Vlad, standing up slowly.
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Sparkbolt
Character: Richard and Sparkbolt Grindgear, Loki Greyfang
Location: Valiance Keep
"No." Richard said grabbing Loki's collar and pulling him back. "You aren't going after cultists yet." He said looking down at Loki.
"I can handle myself." Loki said.
"Look I'm responsible for you and I am not having you running off on your own." Richard replied.
Post by
Atik
Lucien Greyfang
Howling Fjord
Lucien nodded. "Stick to the cliff, you'll have a clean shot to Valgarde." He told the man.
The prisoner nodded, getting up and moving as fast as he could away from the angry giant settlement.
Post by
Persen
Vanessa Bloodwatch, Deathstalkers
Howling Fjord
The deathstalkers cheered as the giant was disabled and fell with a
thud
that shook the earth.
The celebration was short-lived, however, as Aaron soon reminded the others.
"We still have the flying freak problem," he said, "and they'll be back any minute."
Post by
Monday
Character
: Marcus Gordacus Hospes
Location
: Valiance Keep
"Fair enough," Marcus said with a shrug. "I claim no burden of responsibility if you get yourself killed, though."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Ahriman Ashwood
Location
: Valiance Keep
"If Luc let him go here practically on his- wait. Kid, your dad does know you're here on an adventure, right?" Ahriman asked suddenly.
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Sparkbolt
Character: Richard and Sparkbolt Grindgear, Loki Greyfang
Location: Valiance Keep
"Of course he does." Loki quickly replied as Richard and Sparkbolt tensed up.
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Lucien Greyfang
Howling Fjord
Lucien nodded. "After we get everything done, we should try to draw the heat off the army on our way out." He stated; taking off towards the next nearest cage he could see, and attempting to stay out of sight.
Post by
Monday
Characters
: Jacob Slate, Tascoso
Location
: Howling Fjord
With a deafening crash, the Aether's Glory slammed into the side of the peak. Moments later, with an even more deafening blast, the magazine exploded, blowing half of the mountain side down into the valley below. As the smoke cleared, it revealed two people, flung several hundred feet into the valley. By pure happenstance, they landed in one of the largest drifts of snow around.
Slate climbed from the freezing whiteness and shivered, rubbing his upper arms. He was dressed appropriately, with a button down shirt and vest, leather welding gloves and leather trousers. A cutlass hung from his waist, and a rifle was strapped to his back.
However, even dressing appropriately can't counter being completely dunked in snow. "How the FEL did I survive?" he asked nobody in particular, picking up a driver's cap from the snow and placing it carefully over his curly brown hair.
He was understandably surprised when a voice answered him. "I told you," Tascoso replied, climbing from the drift. He was dressed slightly less appropriately, with green robes, a black headband tried around his forehead. His head was shiny, as it was shaved, and he held a naturally curved staff in one hand. "Mark yourself with the Sign, and they will protect us."
Slate considered the mark on his arm, simultaneously curved and pointy. "You mean this... this saved us?"
"Aye, that it did. How else did we survive flying from that?" Tascoso replied, pointing to the flaming wreckage almost a thousand feet above them.
"... tell me more," Slate said quietly.
Tascoso's face split into a grin. "Gladly."
Character
: Marcus Gordacus Hospes
Location
: Valiance Keep
"Why do I get the feeling that you aren't being entirely truthful?" Marcus asked.
Post by
Lordplatypus
Rok'Har Childeater.
Unknown Necropolis
"So your saying if i join you, you give me immortal unlife and necromancer powers?" The orc asked, stroking a thick mustache. After thinking about it, he replied "Count me in"
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Persen
Balwein Thalasath
Unknown Necropolis
"
Excellent
," the darkfallen elf replied with a smug grin. "Of course," he said and begun walking down the corridor, "necromantic magic must be learned the same as other magic. But we have...methods... to assist in that. And another thing."
He stopped and turned to face the orc, smirking at him from behind his long, pale hair. "To become
un
dead, you first must be simply..."
With the words he produced a straight-edged, gleaming saronite dagger and in a perfect strike shanked the orc straight through the heart.
"...
dead
."
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