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Aftermath; Restoring the World (Open RP)
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
Rutherford ran his hand through his hair again, walking up to a pub that looked exactly like the others in the area - smelling of cheap alcohol and fish and full of sailors and their whоres. No one in their right mind would walk there in - but then again, it took a special kind of mind to study fel, as well. He smiled his mirthless smile again and walked inside - only to catch an off-handedly thrown bench with one hand and incinerate it. The brawl that had been going on quited down somewhat, parting to let the pale man through.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
"I've had a few names. I can't remember most of them..." Malice grinned. "You may call me Malice..." she added, extending her hand towards the living corpse.
Gurka followed into the pub, finding it rather distastful, like much of this city. She didn't feel anything like Malice nearby, but Ga'crane's magical senses were sharper tham hers, so she decided to leave the matter up to his judgment.
Character: Ivan
Location: Sea
"How broken does the girl need to be before we sell her?" Ivan asked, looking down at the goblin. "She's still got some fight in her, but I'm afraid I'd extend the time we need to sell her if I press her any further right now."
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
, Ebony Gangsters
Location: Mage District, Stormwind
Morec shook the woman's hand, smiling under his helmet. "If you do not mind me asking such, Lady Malice," Morec said after a breif pause on their conversation, "what goals do you have after dealing with this troll? Surely someone as lovely and intelligent as yourself has plans larger than merely making one person flip his sh*t."
Character: Sprixx Steamfuse
Location: Laz'rik's Ship
"As long as she is submissive enough to attract a decently wealthy buyer we need not press her any further," Sprixx said. "Given your skill, by the time we reach Booty Bay she should be broken enough. If not, we'll just have to drug her before putting her up for display."
Post by
Monday
Characters
:
Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Stormwind
Flamehowl walked in, letting his physical appearance, a large worgen with black, runed robes, menace the occupants.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
Rutherford walked into the kitchen, past the butcher - who gave him one glance to know better than to try and stop him - and into the refrigerator. Strangely enough, as he walked through rows of animal carcasses, his breath was just barely visible as opposed to that of Gurka. He did not mind the cold, though, and did not look around.
Eventually he reached a door with a hatch, not hidden at all, but probably invisible behind all the meat if one was to look for it from the entrance. The apprentice turned the hatch and entered - only to come to an abrupt halt in front of a massive felguard.
"What business have-"
The words stuck in the demon's throat as the apprentice wordlessly jabbed his hand forward and in between the mo'arg's ribs. The blade of shadowflames rapidly coalesced around his fingers and pierced the fel-infused flesh. The felguard collapsed loudly and Rutherford continued on his way, down a spiral staircase, the heel of his boot crushing the demon's nose and driving it through its brain as he stepped on it, without looking down.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice, Gurka
Location: Stormwind
"Goals? I don't suppose I have any proper goals. I live for the moment. I go where fate takes me..." Malice grinned. Her tangled aubern hair fluttered in the breeze as her eyes glazed over, giving her smile an umcormfortably unnatural appearance.
Gurka growled quietly as she followed, recognizing this as a warlock coven. She wondered what Ga'crane would do. Obviously they were here for information, but she didn't feel comfortable with letring several warlocks go free, either.
Character: Ivan
Location: Booty Bay
"Good plan," Ivan agreed. "I fear pushing her much further, lest we put her on a stretcher."
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
, Ebony Gangsters
Location: Mage District, Stormwind
Morec raised a rotten brow. "Sounds rather risky, not having a contigency plan. You know, I actually used to think like that; I wake up each day ready to take on the world, and then I found my cousin's pet death knight's sword impaled through my chest. I've found its best to have a plan for any and all possible scenarios, even the most unlikely.
"Still," he shrugged, "I'm not you. But tell me; you ever consider being part of something bigger? Something that will make a difference in the world for as long as it isn't an apocolyptic wasteland? Like, say, working towards seeing everyone at each other's throats with a knife, just inches away from letting blood gush forth like in a bad horror story?"
Character: Sprixx Steamfuse
Location: Laz'rik's Ship
"No one likes a quadreplegic slave," Sprixx joked and laughed.
Post by
Monday
Characters
:
Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Stormwind
"If this gathering is illegal, we'll finish them off afterwards," Flamehowl murmured quietly to Gurka.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Stormwind
"Risk doesn't matter to me. To be honest, I'm not even sure I can die..." Malice grinned madly, her voice unclear as to whether she believed that to be a good thing or a bad thing. "I don't care for being a part of something bigger. What can you do for me?"
Character: Ivan
Location: Booty Bay
"True..." Ivan grinned.
"All ashore that's goin' ashore!"
"Well, I suppose we had best move then, Ivan nodded.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
, Ebony Gangsters
Location: Mage District, Stormwind
"Being undead, my options are narrowed a bit in that remark," Morec chuckled. "But I take it knowledge isn't amongst your interests?"
Character: Sprixx Steamfuse
Location: Laz'rik's Ship
Sprixx nodded. "I'll get the rest of the gang together for the landing," he said, turning and heading back up the stairs.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Stormwind
"Not particularly..." Malice chuckled. "'Studious' is not a word often used to describe me..." she laughed.
Character: Ivan
Location: Booty Bay
"Most excellent," Ivan nodded, heading back down to attend to the prisoners.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
"These ones don't hurt innocents and operate within the boundaries of law. Otherwise I would have decimated this place already," Rutherford threw over his shoulder, half-turning his head to glance at Flamehowl. He did not slow down and continued his descent, down the staircase and then into a long corridor that ended in a vast circular chamber. A dozen or so of warlocks and twice that much demons were inside, all working on something - writing, reading, brewing a potion, drawing runic circles etc.
All, except one. A skinny human in his late teens stormed up to Rutherford. He was wearing a simple black robe with many pockets that had been patched over and over in the past. His face was ratlike, and beneath his fringe spots of acne he was trying to hide desperately could be seen.
"You!" he squeaked, pointing an accusing finger into the death knight's apprentice chest. The others raised their heads in interest but said or did nothing to stop him, cruel grins appearing here and there.
"You killed my min-"
"I take it you're new here?" Charles Garold asked calmly.
"Yes, why does it-"
"Then formal introduction is in order," Rutherford split his lip in a wicked smile and took the youngster's chin with two fingers. The warlock began gasping in pain as ice began to cover his skin, creeping up his face and down his neck.
Post by
Adamsm
Name: Thomas Rictor
Race: Human
Class: Monk
Location:
Titan's Fury
(prison ship), Open Sea
Thomas Rictor is a man in his mid 20's, tall and muscular, and spent time in his youth training with the Monks of Stormwind. When he was 18 he joined up with the Stormwind military force, and was sent as part of a group to protect the ambassador of Stormwind to Kul Tiras. While there, Thomas ended up getting into a fight that caused the deaths of 15 other humans; he was arrested, tried and sentenced to life imprisonment in Tol Barad.
Thomas was seated in a his cell, resting on the bunk and ignoring the sounds of the other prisoners. Most of those were allowed free movement, but Thomas had his arms bound to his body, and heavy chains on his legs.
Could be worse; at least I don't have to listen to that noise they call music anymore.
He thought, absently rolling his head to try to get a crick out of his neck.
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Post by
Adamsm
Thomas Rictor
Titan's Fury
(prison ship), Open Sea
"Prisoner." A voice barked, and Thomas opened his eyes, looking out of the cell. The human smirked as he saw the captain of the guard standing there, absently tapping his club against his other hand. "Get the door open." The Captain told one of the guards, who unlocked the cell to let him in. "Hello scum." The other man laughed, and swung his weapon, catching Thomas across the jaw.
"Was that the wind?" Thomas asked, still grinning, as the captain hit him three more times. "Are you having fun?" Thomas asked, spitting out a wad of blood.
"Your going to hell when you get to Tol Barad, you do know that?" The captain answered, and kicked him hard in the chest, knocking him against the wall. "But till then, your mine...and I had friends among those you killed." He hissed, and shut the cell door, settling into his work.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Gurka
Location: Stormwind
Gurka couldn't help but feel that this was wrong somehow. However, she pushed that feeling down. This was a warlock, after all. Just like the kind that had tortured her, had tortured Snowmane, and now threatened her and her friends here in Stormwind. She just hoped that Ga'crane wouldn't cross a line.
Character: Jade
Location: Ashenvale
"I suppose you could put it that way," Jade answered, frowning slightly. "You're not with the Horde, are you?"
Post by
Adamsm
Thomas Rictor
Titan's Fury
(prison ship), Open Sea
Thomas looked up at the captain of the guard through swollen eyes, and grinned as he spat the human. "That's....all you've....got?" He asked, his voice hoarse from the strike to the throat. "Weak." He muttered, and dropped his head, feigning unconsciousness.
"Bastard." The Captain snarled and started forward when a mighty crash shook the prison ship and alarms started to ring. "What the hell was that?" He yelled and took off, charging back upstairs.
Thomas watched him go, a slight smirk on his lips.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Charles Garold Rutherford
Location
: Stormwind
"Enough, please," came a deep, strong voice. Immediately Rutherford dropped the warlock and turned to the speaker - a tall, muscular man with a square jaw outlined by a neatly trimmed beard, deep-set icy blue eyes and bushy eyebrows.
"Zezar Chrome," Charles Garold drawled, folding his arms on his chest.
"Young Sylas got his lesson, Mr. Carnage, I assure you," Chrome said, standing up. The aforementioned Sylas crept away from Rutherford, wheezing and holding his face.
"Always a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Chrome," Rutherford retorted, and it was unclear whether he was mocking the warlock or being serious.
"What brings you here, Mr. Carnage?" Chrome steepled his fingers, looking intently at the trio.
"In the past hour, someone strong in the fel entered the city - right before we did. You noticed them, of course, because you keep an eye on all fel practitioners," Charles Garold leaned against a wall, his gaze idly traveling from warlock to warlock.
"Mage District," Zezar bowed his head curtly. "Just like the Cathedral, out of our influence sphere. We would've done something otherwise."
"Juliet. Alpha. Whiskey. Sierra," Rutherford said suddenly, pronouncing each word very clearly and accompanying them with a clap. A grimace flashed on Chrome's face briefly, but he nodded again, "As you say."
"We're done here," the death knight's apprentice told Gurka and Flamehowl, turning around and heading out.
Post by
Adamsm
Thomas Rictor
Titan's Fury
Open Sea
Thomas took another deep breath, relaxing farther, as he listened to the screams from up above. He ignored those sounds as he ignored the cries of his fellow prisoners, the harsh sounding voices of several different races.
Just a little more.
He thought, and breathed out to the maximum, then breathed in again as he set his legs firmly and waited for his chance......and from the direction of the stairs that led to the deck, he could hear a large body moving and a hissing sound.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Morec, House of Rivendare
, Ebony Gangsters
Location: Mage District, Stormwind
"Hmm," Morec hummed. "Why the obsesion with the troll and his hate?" he asked. "What is it you get out of it?"
Character: Sprixx Steamfuse
Location: Laz'rik's Ship, Booty Bay
"Up and atum, boys," Sprixx said to his crew. "We're moving out." He looked around. Was Laz'rik anywhere nearby? He wanted to at least thank the troll Slaver before they went on their way.
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