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Joemaster240
Grimshaw
Fenris ISle
"EW...a demon. Should have seen that coming." he said unimpressed. "Return to the nether from wence you came." He said casting a spell that would force the demon back into the twisting nether.
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Post by
Persen
Jessara Gaunt
Fenris Isle
Leera had reacted with lightning speed. Touching her palm to Jessara's back, she had cast a protective spell at the last moment. The attack that otherwise would have killed her was partially absorbed, leaving Jessara unconscious and chilled but not mortally wounded.
The next moment the two men had attacked each other again, and suddenly Hascakkin's felguard had come crashing in through a window. Using the few seconds of confusion that followed, Leera had been able to drag Jessara to relative safety in the adjacent room. She then returned to the scene with renewed fervor.
Realizing she could not do much to harm the forsaken, she attempted to strengthen Hascakkin and lessen his injuries using dark magic.
Post by
Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Zeramas
- "I can handle myself, thank you.", answered the tauren and closed his eyes. After a moment a concentration he felt how the spirits of air and winds lifted his body of the ground and carried out of the hole in the roof.
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Behelich
Hascakkin/Zuril Gozin
Fenris Isle
Zuril merely grinned at the banish attempt. - "I've been to Nether and back more times than your dead brain can hold, mortal. Try again." - with a terrifying roar, he charged at Grimshaw, intending to crush him with his plated fists.
Hascakkin felt as the pain went away and turned at Leera. - "Much obliged, darlin'. Stay back, will you?" - he said, then cast a wall of felfire that divided the battlefield from the females. - "You want to harm them, bonesack? Then kill me first." - he growled.
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Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Augustgrad
When Krutos landed, Nakorna was already there waiting for him. He looked up to the sky and followed the lowering frostwyrm with his eyes.
Post by
Joemaster240
Grimshaw
Fenris Isle
"No....i think i'll take them and let the apothecary's experiment on them." He said dodging the demons charge and stepping behind him and striking with the scythe in his back.
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Persen
Jessara Gaunt
Fenris Isle
"TRY NOT TO BURN OUR HEADQUARTERS TO THE GROUND, WILL YOU?" Leera shouted above the roaring of the fire. She decided to let Hascakkin and Zuril have their fun with the forsaken, and ran over to her unconscious friend. She moved Jessara closer to the fireplace, threw more fuel into the fire, then mumbled a spell that caused the flames to turn violet. The temperature in the room immediately began to rise as the heat radiated from the fire doubled.
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Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Augustgrad
- "Where you saw him last?", asked Krutos looking around him.
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Behelich
Hascakkin/Zuril Gozin
Fenris Isle
The scythe came through demon's flesh, cutting deep into Zuril's body and getting stuck there. With a roar of pain Zuril grabbed the weapon and jumped out of the window, leaving Grimshaw unarmed.
Now partially restored, Hascakkin stood against his adversary, felfire enveloping him.
"Still don't want to talk?" - he hissed, casting a spell that prevented Grimshaw from calling his weapon back without dragging Zuril with it.
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Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Augustgrad
- "To the bar it is then.", said Krutos and headed towards the center of the town, where the inn was.
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Joemaster240
Grimshaw
Fenris Isle
"No. But i do feel like killing you." He said with a cruel smile. He quickly began conjured a massive collection of arcane energy. He quickly shaped it into a ball and then launched it at hascakkin.
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Krutos
Krutos Stormwalker
Augustgrad
Krutos stopped outside a building, from which laughter and music was coming all the way outside. When entering, he had to crouch a bit to avoid hitting his head.
- "The architecht has been sloppy.", he murmured.
The bar was quite full and the tauren didn't want to waste time by walking around the crowded place.
- "Locronos!", Krutos shouted over the noice in the bar. "Outside, now!"
Everybody silenced and stared at the tauren. Krutos waited.
(It's getting quite late here, so I'm out for tonight.)
Post by
Behelich
Hascakkin
Fenris Isle
Hascakkin decided not to risk trying to destroy the arcane ball and harnessed all his energy in one point, creating a shield that would protect him from the explosion. When the blast hit him he was thrown into the wall of fire he had conjured, and he barely managed to mutter an incantation that extinguished it. He was lying on the floor, barely hit but dazed when he heard a nasty howl.
Dozens of Rot Hides poured into the room, ready to kill. Hascakkin jumped on his feet and conjured walls of fire over all windows and the door, trapping Grimshaw with the gnolls inside the room. He decided to check for Jessara and Leera while his enemy was occupied by the Rot Hides. Quickly, he ran to the females, noticed that Jessara was sleeping and asked Leera - "How is she?"
((Edited for the sake of balance))
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
,
Krista "Blackbite" Jeret
Location: Shadow Hold
Curho looked at the alchemists and arcanists expiramenting on and studying the worgen's blood. "Well?" he asked. "Have you been able to find a way to transfer the worgen's traits to the demons?"
"Master Curho," the lead alchemist turned and bowed, "we have been doing everything to the best of our ability but..." he gulped, "no, sir. We have not."
Curho scowled. "Why not?" He restrained himself from causing the man's head to consumed in a bolt of fel-fire. Now wasn't the time to kill off those that were integral to the Legion's plans, despite their failure. At least, not yet.
"We simply havn't had enough time, master," the alchemist explained. "Given a little more time, maybe a day, we can-."
Curho grabbed the other warlock's neck, lifting him into the air. "We don't have time for failure. You will double your efforts and find a way to give the regenerative properties of the worgen to our minions, or you will
die
. Understood?"
The cultists nodded frantically and Curho dropped him back to the ground. He made sure that the cultists got back to his work before turning and walking away.
===
Blackbite clawed, kicked, and bit at the door, trying to break through it.
It's not going to work
, Krista said.
Shut up, human, Blackbite snapped back. Even so, she backed away from the door and returned to pacing around the room and planning on tearing that damnable orc into a thousand bloody shreds.
Characters:
Ivan "Bloodhowl" Jeret
Location: Darkshore
Ivan paced around, helping with cleaning up the town as little as he could. Many of the buildings had been damaged by the fel-flames, but the local sentinels and even and few druids had managed to keep it from spreading too far. As such, the damage had been great, but it could be repaired with ease.
As Ivan helped, he couldn't help but pray that Alisa would get well enough to assist him soon.
Post by
Atik
Locronos
Augustgrad
Locronos looked at the intruders who had called him outside. The newbie death knight and a tauren shaman he had seen around before. They looked angry.
Locronos smiled. Finally, a challange. He stood up, shaking himself sober and making his way to the door.
"Yes?" He asked, sarcasem staining his voice like venom.
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