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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"It's me, Silver," Turin said. "I got rid of the sword. Can you talk to me now?"
Character
: John William Cassidy, Pseudolocal
Location
: Uldis
Pseudolocal inclined his head.
"If you say so," the construct intoned. "Which room fits your capabilities more?"
Cassidy began pulling various explosives out of his pockets, ranging from hand grenades and thin dynamite sticks to lumps of plastics and bricks of seaforium.
"Estimated safe distance..." the bounty hunter drawled as he installed the explosives onto the base of the bridge, "Well, a hundred yards. Give or take."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Make you like- what do you mean?" Turin asked, confused.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Leo, Sindry, Byte, Quasiglobal, Brokkar
Location:
Ulduar
"You take the networking chamber. I shall assume command of the other," Quasiglobal instructed.
Brokkar was silent, his eye darting to the side. He had just felt something...
"How long's the timer?"
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Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Eldre'Thalas
Soon enough, Alana had led the group all the way back to the werehouse, pushing on the door and praticall kicking it open.
Sasha sighed.
Saratio Shikana
Stormwind Keep
Saratio glanced up towards the rafters where the dart had come from.
Curious.
Ferin Hopewell, Specter
Tanaris
Ferin spun, the knives slicing along his skin, but none embedding themselves as he rushed forward.
Specter darted at the Shaman. "You've got some move bu-" He was interrupted as Ferin roared; side-arming the Blood Elf and ramming him into the nearest wall hard enough to dent the steel.
Specter blinked in suprise as he was pulled free and tossed at Serenade, Ferin leaping forward and moving to punch Varima.
Post by
Aimsyr
?
Stormwind Keep
The white dove flitted to another vantage point, watching,
waiting
. As if on cue, the plumed helmet of a Stormwind guard clattered down the stone steps to the battlements.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Aidan Blake
Location
: The House
Aidan cleared his throat. "The Wetlands," he stated.
With a sudden electric shock, he went into a sudden seizure, crackling with suppressed energy, and then vanished.
Character
: Funden, Khaz, Thorgrim, Fjarn
Location
: Stormwind Keep
"The Highlands still have Twilight activity?" Funden asked, eyebrows raised. "I know a dwarf tha' lives there, goes by th' name o' Ironbeard. I could have 'im take a look, if ye want."
Khaz paused. "What was that?"
Character
: Serenade, Zachary Palesen
Location
: Tanaris
Zach started down the hallway, beckoning the others after him. "I think we're in one of the basement levels," he whispered. "I've only been down here once or twice."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser, Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Minibar's over there," Lisciel shrugged, jabbing his thumb over his shoulder. "Let it never be said I'm not the gracious host. Way I see it, no need to thank me - we're all doing the same big work. Besides, I understand my son is hanging out around your protege, so maybe some good influence will pass onto him," he chuckled.
Turin's self-control finally cracked and a mask of fury contorted his face.
"Now you listen to me, Silver-Pelt," he uttered in a voice barely short of a growl. "No matter the environment, no matter the outside influences, it takes a conscious choice of a weak-willed person to become a monster. Although if you're avoiding me because you don't want to become a b!tch like Dusk, well, that's as good an excuse as any."
The elf let out a bitter, barking laughter, and finished. "Anyway. It takes two people to make this work. You're saying I'm not trusting you - but don't you think I've given you more trust than anyone would expect from me, what with you popping in out of nowhere, sometimes in the worst possible moment, and then disappearing without even giving me a hint when are you going to return - or even if you are going to return at all? I can't go on like this anymore. And since I'm in no position to ask you to change...
It's over, Silver. I'm sorry."
Character
: Jelan/Sandor Maravin
Location
: Elwynn
"Sure, I've been here way too long for my liking - long enough to memorize it. And before you ask, it's not one of those eldritch type of places where corridors play hide-and-seek with one another on daily basis," Jelan nodded, handing the draenei the map.
Character
: Isaac Ashwood, Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Tanaris
"Oh great, the lizard is back," Vincent rolled his eyes as he voiced the obvious. "You disgust me, lizard-lover!" the swordsman laughed at Ferin as he sent himself into an arcing jump in an attempt to attack Cora from above before she regained her balance.
"So what's our plan?" Isaac murmured, barely loud enough for Zach and possibly Tori to hear him. "Try to sneak out hoping no one sees us?"
Character
: John William Cassidy, Pseudolocal
Location
: Uldis
"You are not fast enough, and I am too frail," Pseudolocal lamented. "Splitting is out of question. The real question is which chamber we are going to ourselves."
"I have several remote detonators," Cassidy shrugged, "And their corresponding signal-catchers. Are located at the bottom of this construction," he waved his hand over the mound of explosives.
"The moment we are, say. Round that corner. Dirge will ring for the bridge."
Post by
Aimsyr
?
Stormwind Keep
Moments later a rather mangled corpse, trailing what appeared to be spider webs, toppled through the air towards the group. The body was shredded beyond recognition and appeared to be glowing a faint purple.
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Post by
Persen
Victor Atwood
Gilneas City
Victor urged his horse into place at the back of the column, looking out over the 'crowd' with an adventurous, satisfied expression on his face.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Leo, Sindry, Byte, Quasiglobal, Brokkar
Location:
Ulduar
"Well that's promising at least," Leo observed.
Character:
Hunter P. Tracker
Location:
Gilneas
Hunter wheeled his horse near the front of the group and Joanne, the black beast snorting and dancing slightly at the sight of the road ahead. He was only head back from charging at full gallop into the open plains by the strong grip Hunter had on the reigns.
Character:
Havenclaw
Location:
Gilneas Countryside
Havenclaw kept close abreast of Nightpelt. She looked tot he side, curling her lip in disgust at the ferals fleeing towards the carcasses. Pathetic.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Hunter P. Tracker
Location:
Gilneas
"Yah!" Hunter called, spurring his charger to the head of the column, his midnight horse keeping pace with Joanne's own horse.
Character:
Havenclaw, Faust Kaufman
Location:
Gilneas Countryside
Havenclaw scowled a bit at that. The idea of abandoning their own didn't sit too well with her.
High above the worgen, heel planted upon the tip of tree, Faust licked his thumb and turned the page of a score card titled 'Hunters' to 'Prey'. He quickly sliced through a number written there and, after quickly counting the number of feral beasts scurrying through the fields towards the rotting carcasses, subtracted them and wrote in a new number.
He smiled toothily before dissolving once more.
Character:
Johann Augustus
Location:
Western Lordaeron
"Oh!" the innkeeper suddenly remarked as Naia counted out the coins. "Your friend came down a bit earlier. He's in the back if you're looking for him."
Post by
Aimsyr
?
Stormwind Keep
There was a loud crunch as a large purple carapace landed on top of the body, a symbol that looked vaguely like a hammer seared into its back. The spider rose to its feet, regarded the surrounding figures as if in disappointment, then proceeded to scuttle rapidly in the direction the prisoner had gone.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Grigory Molotov
Location:
Blackrock
The heat of Blackrock was left far behind the ogre. Fortunate, as the glow of the lave streams near the realms of the Shadowforge Senate had paid no favors to the thick, red greatcoat and tall fur hat Grigory wore. Only when he arrived amongst the shadowy lower tiers, where the buildings crowded together so close his shoulders occasionally brushed both sides, could he feel comfortable once more.
An inn as broken down as the lady of the evenings which decorated its front grotesquely had provided him his guide. A small, leathery faced goblin. Likely a tenth son who had lost it all working for their siblings until cast aside. The flash of silver earned the creatures services, and the breaking of the thug's neck the cowering creature first guided him to ensured it.
Grigory knew he stood out amongst the usual hodgepodge of the lower levels. Even amongst the hulking shapes of the orcs and other horde races who resided in these areas, pushed from the light of the magma rich inner levels, he stood out with his bulky frame and strange (not to mention largely clean) attire. The massive chainsword sheathed upon his back likely didn't help make him inconspicuous.
He pushed his way through a garbage choked alley, the sound of rodents or those who may as well be scurrying from his path. He paid them no mind, merely following the nervous goblin until they came upon a small, beaten door. Sitting dejectedly int he side of the building like a blemish one sought to hide.
Grigory glanced to the goblin.
"This is it?"
The diminutive creature hopped about nervously. In a thin, reedy voice he answered: "Yes. Yes. Now, uh, yeah. yeah, you gotta pay me now. yeah. That's the deal. It was. Yeah, gotta pay me. Promised you would. Yeah."
"First, I check." Grigory looked away from the increasingly nervous goblin. He raised a thick fist, and beat a greeting upon the door.
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