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Aftermath; Restoring the World (Open RP)
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Post by
Septimus
Character: Thurdan Grimvein
Location: Darkshore
Thurdan had managed to get some broken sleep during the ride. As he approached the Ashenvale-Darkshore border there was a roar from either side of the track and suddenly Thurdan was surrounded by four sentinels on their sabre mounts.
They were closing in quick, their weapons at the ready. Thurdan released a terrifying, demonic sounding howl. The sabres lashed wildly and threw their riders off before running into the distance. The elves scattered for a few moments, giving Thurdan time needed to dismount and unleash his torrent of destruction upon his foes.
First he engulfed two sentinels in shadowflames, he turned and shot a bolt of fel flame at another and was tackled to the ground by the last one. Thurdan blasted the elf pinning him down with the essence of death, sending her flying into a tree.
Thurdan picked himself up and saw that the two elves were still burning, he quickly incinerated both. The warlock looked around for the other elf, he saw her laying in the bushes, barely conscious. He walked over to her and grasped her head, he looked deep into her yes and said "Tell your pretty master, that if she wants me dead, she will have to come and talk to me herself". He doomed the elf and put fear deep into her heart, she got up looking terrified and began to run as best he could.
Thurdan turned to the elf who lay in a sprawled heap at the base of a tree, he proceeded to drain the soul of the helpless elf, leaving a only a dried husk. He looked at the shard created from yhe elf's soul an admired it's bueaty before stowing it in his cloak.
The dark iron called his demonic steed which had wandered off during the conflict and made his way towards Auberdine.
Post by
Aimsyr
((Sorry, computer just died and I had to restart so I did not get to respond earlier))
Vagrin
Westfall
Vagrin took the gag out of the cultist's mouth, "so, ye plannin' on makin' this easy few yerself, or not?" he said. He winked at Robert as he went past to get at his pack, he was planning on using some simply, relatively harmless methods of getting the information out of the cultist. He would rather not use anything too brutal, unless it came to the worst. He went and poured the cultist some wine, then some for himself. "Well, 'fore we begin, why not lighten the mood," said Vagrin, bringing up a chair to sit next to the cultist. He kept talking to the man, well actually he was the only one doing the talking as the cultist remained silent, every now and then he would fill up his glass. Soon he would put his plan into place.
Post by
Behelich
Valentine
Elwynn
"I guess so."
They flew into the next room - a vast library. Before Valentine could say anything else, one of his bracer blinked with blue light. Hoping that Shiara did not notice it, Valentine jumped off the carpet and said - "It seems I have left something behind. If you excuse me..." - his voice hinting that he'd rather go alone and leave Shiara in the library. Before she could answer he rushed back into the training grounds, the door closing behind him with a loud bang.
Valentine came up to the pool. The clones have merged together and changed their shape into a large bust of a man, whose face was covered by an azure hood. Valentine knelt before the pool and said. - "What is thy bidding, master?"
Robert
Westfall
"It's up to you, jerk." - Robert suddenly came up to the cultist, grabbed his face and made the necromancer look into his eyes. - "You'd better choose, and choose fast, whether it will be the easy or the
hard
way." - he said, emphasising the word
hard
. Robert let the cultist go and spun around, heading back to the wall. In the shadows, an inscription could briefly be seen upon the wooden stock of the Wyrmbane - "
The Hard Way
".
Post by
Aimsyr
Vagrin
Westfall
"Don't mind me friend, ye will only have ter meet him properly later," said the dwarf. As the necromancer downed yet another glass Vagrin moved the win away, not wanting the man to get drunk properly, he himself had only sipped at his glass. "Now we be wantin' fer ye to tell us everythin' ye know," he said, adopting a serious tone. The necromancer continued to remain silent, Vagrin
accidentally
hit him in the stomach. "By the wey, ye be needin' ter use the bathroom? It be righ' there," said the dwarf, pointing. The man got up. "I didnae say ye could use it, only those who be brave 'nough to open their mouthes an' speak be allowed ter use it," he said darkly. He pushed the man down roughly into the chair. Vagrin hoped that if the man possessed any self respect he would answer the questions rather than wet himself. Worst case they would have to be more violent, they needed to know what is up with all the undead and necromancers in Westfall. If the man talked Vagrin would see to it he would get a fair trial, though he knew either way the trial went the man would likely see his end. Of course the trial had to be held elsewhere, in case there were cultist spies in Westfall. Vagrin wanted to know why the Cult of the Damned had come there and how these ones had managed to avoid getting caught for so long.
Post by
Behelich
Robert
Westfall
"These cultists... Seeking to dispose of their mortal husk and become eternal, never to feel pain, empathy or remorse. But now you are still alive." - in the shadows, only the fire on the cigar's end could be seen. Robert let the statement sink in and added. - "One troll once threatened me they could take off my skin and I would still be alive..."
Post by
Aimsyr
Vagrin
Westfall
The cultist paled slightly, "what suffering I have in life shall mean little to me in death," he said coldly. "Found yer voice at last aye? 'Bout time," commented Vagrin. "So what'll it be then?" he asked. The man went back into silence, however soon he would have to go to the bathroom desperately, and that would be Vagrin's chance.
Post by
Behelich
Robert
Westfall
"Hey Vagrin, he thinks we will kill him." - Robert laughed. - "After all the atrocities the likes of you have commited, the last thing we are going to give you is the mercy of death."
Post by
Aimsyr
((Back later sometime, out for now))
Vagrin
Westfall
"If we did kill 'im o' course, we wouldnae let him claim his gift o' unlife," said the dwarf in agreement. Slowly the cultist would crack, Vagrin could feel the man was the sort of person that would give in order to try and get out of it the easy way.
Post by
Behelich
Robert
Westfall
Suddenly, a bullet flew across the room at the cultist. Before anyone could move, it tore away one of his ears and stuck in the wall. Robert chuckled - "Oops, my bad." - as if it was an accident. The wound was not dangerous, let alone fatal, but as long as the cultist was still a human, it would hurt like hell.
Post by
313143
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Shiara
Location: Elwynn
Shiara slowly walked to the door the human had stepped out of. Pressing her long ear to the door, she did her best to try and listen through.
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
"Finally..." Morrowind grumbled. "I was about ready to fall asleep..."
Post by
313143
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
"I got some booze," Morrowind chuckled. "I got Dwarven Rum, Stormwind Scotch, Draenic Vodka and a few bottles of wine from right here in Astranaar. Take your pick."
Post by
313143
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
"Alright," Morrowind nodded, grabbing two glasses and pouring one for herself and one for Armanion.
Post by
313143
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
"To the Children of the Stars," Morrowind answered with a smile as she raised her glass.
Post by
Aimsyr
((Back))
Vagrin
Westfall
The cultist fell to his knees, "please, I will tell you everything," he begged, sobbing loudly. Vagrin was not sure whether the tears were real or not. "Good, an' leave out th' lyin'," said the dwarf, "or else..."
Post by
313143
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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Morrowind
Location: Astranaar
Morrowind tossed back her own and wiped her mouth, when suddenly she heard a commotion outside.
"Bloody hell..." she muttered. "I'll be right back, I need to find out what's going on..."
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