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Post by
Skreeran
Character: Gurka
Location: Thousand Needles
Gurka blinked, briefly mistaking Rotha's behavior for something else. Then she shuffled that though to the back of her mind. Far back.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Krasarang Wilds
Snowmane laughed quietly at the metallic monster as arkane enyrjjies coalesced around her hands. "I'm tired, Varyn. I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of struggling. Don't pretend you know what I've been through. Until you've suffered as I have, don't preach about how I should keep fighting."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds, Temple of the Red Crane
"I don't," Varyn said, his hands flashing alight with purple arcane energy. "And I won't. But if you could find it in yourself, madame, to do some fighting here, it would be appreciated."
No sooner had he said that then the spindly clawed minor sha who had been forming from the pools advanced in a wave, moaning and echoing gasps of battle cries hissing from their many toothed maws.
The great bird atop the temple folded its wings. Strutting to the lip of the temple's domed roof, it leaned forward, examining the battlefield below and looking for the ideal spot for where it might strike.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vashadya Duskwind
Thousand Needles
Vashadya did what was expected of her and climbed on top of Rotha's back.
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Post by
Atik
Coldpelt Bloodhowl Iceheart
Valley of the Four Winds
Coldpelt rubbed her head tiredly, glancing out towards the south.
"Ugh, need a drink." She decided; continuing along the road back towards Halfhill. She would get a beer, and then see about grabbing a ride down to Krasarang.
Seemed like as good a plan as any.
She had thought on something for a whie yet. Her mother's statement.
'I haven't seen Phillip in a long time...'
Her dad not hanging around and clinging to her mom like a bad illness only said one thing to the Worgen; he must have been dead.
Coldpelt stepped into the bar, ordering a drink quickly while she sat down. He dad might be dead, eaten by a psychotic wanna-be goddess.
Inhaling sharply, the Worgen fel more snot go down the back of her throat. Wincing at the sensation, she quickly took a sip of her beer to wash it down. She must have been catching a cold.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Thousand Needles
Leera was already atop her black horse, which strangely enough seemed to had lost weight during the short trip over the water.
Sarrin Dawnlight
Far Watch Post, Northern Barrens
Sarrin shrugged at the no-response. He resumed following feet - this time his own - and made his way to the southwest.
Post by
morginar
Character: Falionna Shadesong
Location: Thousand Needle
Falionna climbed out of the water and out on a rocky adn sandy beach only a hundred meters away from where the boat have landed.
The dark ranger, still soaked spat out some of the water that had filled her undead lungs before she summoned up her skelettal horse and drew up her dark wooden bow.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Thousand Needles
Leera spurred her gelding lightly and set off, assuming the others would soon follow. Maybe they would be able to shake the vexing elf if they moved soon enough.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Gurka
Location: Southerns Barrens
"Let us be off then," Gurka announced, spurring her wolf north.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Krasarang Wilds
"I don't think I'll ever be able to
stop
fighting," Snowmane answered, the arcane magic around her hands warping and bending the light that passed around them. "Why not?" she muttered, throwing the balls of purplish magic at one of the creatures.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds, Temple of the Red Crane
The Sha struck by the worgen's magic exploded into sickening goo. Varyn directed his own spell towards another of the creatures, the arcane attack blasting what passed for its head off with kinetic force.
The Baron shrieked a deathly whinny, pelting towards the rolling phantasmal monstrosities. The minor Sha rolled and bulged like a sickening ocean of darkness veined with silver. The death knight swung his blade, cleaving through several of the creatures at once as his horse trampled another. The pair took to the center of the mass, the Baron reeling about, lashing about with burning hooves while his rider did so with a blade and a heavy gauntleted fist flecked with frost.
The minor creatures of despair flooded towards the death knight, though at the same time seeming repelled. But a will stronger than their own compelled them. Who's was made readily apparent as, with a dismal shriek, the avian creature leaped from the roof of the temple, its prey decided. The very air roared as the great bird dove towards the two spellcasters on the ground.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: Krasarang Wilds
Snowmane muttered a time warp spell, but miscalculated a crucial variable and ended up accidentally slowing the temporal progression of the left half of her body. The stress of the left half moving at a different rate of time caused quite a bit of pain. She completely lost focus on the group of sha before her.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds, Temple of the Red Crane
Varyn dived, dragging Snowmane to the ground just as the winged Sha passed inches over their heads, talons snapping at thin air.
"
Kraaaaak!
" it cried, swooping about and hovering in the air. "
All you know is lost!
" the Sha shrieked, coming about and hovering in the air. "
None of those you care for live! You couldn't save them! You can't even save yourself!
" the bird shrieked at the worgen, its wings sending the trees and bushes rustling like an army of insects upon the march.
Mordecai whirled about atop his steed, His runeblade glowed blue, taking the head off a Sha, leaving only a solid mass wriggling behind. Before it had even finished dissipating, he had grabbed another with his gauntlet and hefted it high. The minor Sha wailed, writhing in the death knights grip as though the giants mere touch burned it. Its pain was short lived as Mordecai promptly sliced it in half and moved on to the next.
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355559
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Post by
Atik
Coldpelt Bloodhowl Iceheart
Halfhill
"Uh, ma'am?" The Pandaren asked, Coldpelt snapping her attention to him. "That will be twenty gold?"
Coldpelt searched her mind, trying to remember what she was doing... it was like waking from a strange trance. She looked to the side at the stand for giant kites; enchanted to carry riders along the winds of Pandaria. "Oh, yes..." She said; handing the man the gold and grabbing one of the kites.
Strange, she didn't think she drank
that
much.
Aquafur
Barrens
Aquafur stared for a moment before letting out a yip like water splashing against the shore; racing after the group.
Post by
Aimsyr
Yalira Stormtongue
Barrens
Yalira gently steered her gryphon towards the mountain, landing on a nearby outcrop.
Post by
morginar
Character: Falionna Shadesong
Location: The Barrens
Falionna Stalked the group on a safe distance behind them on her undead mount.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Gurka
Location: Southern Barrens
"Assuming the landscape in this timeline resembles the one from ours, we should be able to follow the Gold Road and reach New Taurajo within the hour," Gurka announced.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Krasarang Wilds
Snowmane lay quietly on the ground, staring up at the sky. Finally, she raised her arm, looked over at the Sha, and reached for her bottle.
Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Southern Barrens
"It's nearly identical," Leera informed confidently and increased her pace a little.
Sarrin Dawnlight
The Crossroads
The main encampment in the Northern Barrens bristled with life. Adventurers young and old looking for jobs and contracts. Soldiers and merchants doing their business. The odd officer riding past on a swift wolf and hurrying messengers milling back and forth, both on foot and mounted.
Easily distracted as he was, Sarrin was halted by the first interesting thing than came before him. Interesting in this case meaning a troll selling little bone trinkets.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer, Mordecai
Location:
Krasarang Wilds, Temple of the Red Crane
Varyn scrambled to his feet, sword ready. He needn't ahve worried, as the posessed chimera of emotion and avian was content to simply hover for the moment as it directed further abuse towards the worgen.
"
Is good you are on the ground. Now you are where you belong! You do not deserve to live when so many better died. You are weak!
" it shrieked, drawing on the worgen's memories through the connection it had established back at the inn. "
How many times? Kraaawk! How often must you fail before you realize you can do nothing! You couldn't stop the burning one! You couldn't save the Houses and those you loved! Even here you are always doomed to failure
!"
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