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The Killing Games {Open RP}
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Behelich
Character
: Wilhelm Meyer
Location
: Silithus
"Blabbermouth? I can live with it, I suppose," Wilhelm shrugged, then growled out of the blue, "At least I don't
kill children
for my own amusement. Now listen here, *!@#face, release me this instant and I'll pretend that today had never happened, or face consequences.
Take your choice,
Krogen Pecunian.
"
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel, Cyrus, Jaws
Location
: Silvermoon
Lisciel had nothing else to say. He simply smiled widely and then gave Tyreal a long, passionate kiss.
"Don't thank me. I'm doing what I have to do - helping another elf. You, out of all people, understand how good it feels," Kareithel smiled warmly, then stood up. "Now, Laureal, we'll go to the medic ward of this Stronghold, I think you will have something in common with priests dwelling there, and there's bound to be a vacant room for you to take, you do have to live somewhere after all. Follow me," he said, coming to the door and stopping there, waiting for the girl.
S
HOULDN'T YOU HELP HIM?
"Well, why not," Cyrus shrugged, setting the shadowfiend aflame and devouring the magics that held it together.
Character
: Wilhelm Meyer, Alexander
Location
: Silithus
Duskhide sent another surge of nature's energy through Whitefang, firmly believing there was no heal like overheal. He frowned when he understood that Wilhelm had disappeared, and a shadowy orb the warlock had given him earlier with weird instructions began to shudder in his pocket.
'
I'll give him ten minutes,
' he decided, rocking back and forth with Whitefang in his embrace.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel, Cyrus, Jaws
Location
: Silvermoon
"Well, there
is
something I have in mind... But, unfortunately, I simply can't find wording that would not be obscene, if you know what I mean," Lisciel said, smirking. "Dancing all night long is still a good idea."
"Blood Lord."
An elderly even by elven standarts priest dressed in a simple white robe with a red phoenix embroidered onto the right sleeve greeted Kareithel with a slight bowing of his head.
"What brings you here today, milord?"
"I do believe I have found a most talented individual, father Galan. Laureal, this is my old friend, father Galan. Like you, he can help wounded people. Father Galan, I'd like you to meet Laureal Myrfindel. She expressed a wish to join our cause, so I was hoping you could teach her."
"Light be with you, Laureal. Can I ask you to show me just what you can do?"
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel
Location
: Silvermoon
"Oh."
Lisciel drummed his nose before managing, "I think I'm gonna pay Lord Arroval a visit - I do owe him, after all. And, if that's okay for you, I'd rather stayed here in the city for a day or two, in case Ahanu and the rest finally catch up. We all are struggling against the Games, after all," with the words 'Lord Arroval' said in a mix of disapproval and reluctant respect.
"There's always a queue of clumsy inititiates fresh from the traning grounds. You don't think mere scratches and bruises are trivial for you, do you? This way," Galan smiled and motioned for the two to follow.
"I think I'll stick around if you don't mind my presence," Kareithel told Laureal.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel
Location
: Silvermoon
"Heh, I imagine the suprise on idiot muggers - they think they face a mere Farstrider and BAM!" Lisciel smirked, then shuffled somewhat uneasily.
"The question is... What do we do
now
?"
((Before posting as Kareth, feeling like taking any minor character?))
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel
Location
: Silvermoon
"So I heard you were tired, eh? I think your shoulder girdle has an appointment with Doctor Hands here," Lisciel ventured.
There indeed was a line of initiates waiting to be healed, and most of them did not hesitate to notice Laureal first and the towering figure of Arroval second. The reaction was mixed, with awe being dominant but not omni-present.
"This one will do," Galan decided, pointing at a random initiate and motioning for him to come up.
((Play along, boss))
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470415
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel
Location
: Silvermoon
"Need to prepare the ground," Lisciel smirked, positioning himself behind Tyreal and kissing her on the neck, both his hands already on her shoulders.
"Not bad," Kareithel nodded approvingly.
"Not bad at all," Galan agreed, "But there is still room for improvement. Faster, more efficiently - now I see these are the directions we'll be working at. Right now, you're good enough to join our regulars until this mob thins out a bit," the priest said, wanting Laureal to follow him.
"She's not exactly prepared to this," Kareithel frowned slightly, but Galan held out a hand, "I assure you, I know what I'm doing. Think of it as a soft field training, milord. And of course, after we're done, she's getting fed and handed a key from her own room."
The Blood Lord nodded and turned to Laureal, "If anything happens, or if you need something, find me. And you," he added, now focusing on the initiate, "I want to know your name and how did you get those injuries."
"And so it begins," muttered Galan, motioning for Laureal to follow him to the rest of the medics.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel
Location
: Silvermoon
"Doing my best," Lisciel muttered proudly, his hands moving with speed and skill that could only be obtained by hours and hours of practicing. Several minutes, while still massaging her shoulders, the elf bowed his head and carefully unzipped one of her buttons with his teeth.
"Quelling an uprising? Tell me, Darshan, who was uprising, why did they do it, did any sin'dorei perish and why did your superiors send someone like you to deal with it?" Kareithel asked in a soft, quiet voice.
As more injured came up, Galan told the girl, "Focus. Abstract yourself from everything else around you. There is only you and the wounds - and then only you are left."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel, Kareithel
Location
: Silvermoon
Lisciel blinked, trying to focus solely on massaging. Unfortunately for him, every second he stood there tested his self-control.
((Frankly, I'm at loss with Lisciel. Need to do something before the situation becomes inappropriate.
Advice would be appreciated.))
"Do not think about their pain, think about what you bring them," Galan said, folding his arms.
"A few?" Kareithel replied. "Tell me, Darshan, how many lives of your fellow Sin'Dorei fall under the definiton of 'a few', please."
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