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Mysterious Mists of Change {Open RP}
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Post by
Monday
Character
: ?
Location
: Menethil Harbor
The figure followed after Jastiel, casually flicking people out of the way, soldiers and cultists alike.
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
:
the Ventus
Zach hopped off of the ship, keeping a wary eye about. "I hate trolls," he muttered.
Post by
470415
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Tulatin Grimmgear, George Wick
Location:
Menethil Harbour
"Hey! Wait up!" Tula wailed, her short legs quickly leaving her behind. She looked about and upon spotting the corpse of a cultist, had an idea that very few others would consider. With a gesture, the runes of her blade flashed green and her eyes sparked with unholy magic. The corpse lurched upright as though there were a spring on its back. Its jaw slackened, eyes glowed in slavish yellow, teeth burst into jagged tombstones, its back hunching forward like it carried the sudden weight of undeath, skin paling, and finger bones growing to wrench through the skin creating hideous talons.
Tula looked the new ghoul over thoughtfully and nodded. "I'll call you, Gribbles!" The ghoul had no comment. Hearing no protest, Tula swung herself onto the creatures shoulders and flashed her blade in the direction of Jastiel. "Onward Gribbles! Away-y!"
The ghoul reared back, pawing clawed fingers in the air before loping after the cryomancer.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Loki, Calin Greyfang
Location: Menethil Harbor
Loki continued to fire at the cultists noticing out of the corner of his eye as Calin joined the fight stabbing a man in the back before quickly slipping back into the confusion of the crowd and searching for her next target. Loki looked around seeing a infinite in the crowd he pointed his pistols at the creature and opened fire.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character;
Aika
Location:
Menethil Harbor
The large drakonid eyed the newcomer uncertainly; he had not read into this.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
Jastiel's face twisted in a scowl as his advance slowed. In their frothing lunacy, the cultists have flooded the streets more effectively than any tidal wave ever could, save for those with Neptulon himself guiding their wroth. The cryomancer treaded lightly and could have easily created a slope leading onto a nearby roof - but he was not certain the weather beaten buildings could support Ohrmuzd's mass, and had no intention of finding out the hard way.
"Let's see if he plays along," Jastiel decided aloud, all the while in a parry lock with one of the heretics. His wrist blossomed with a flower of ice, its jagged petals ripping through his enemy's throat before shattering into a very local occurrence of quite literal rain of blood. As the fanatic slumped lifelessly at his feet, Jastiel threw his head back and let loose a shout that just barely was loud enough to be heard over the cacophony of death and destruction.
"Brakkis Henson, I bid you come forth!"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Brakkis Henson, Faust Kaufman
Location:
Menethil Harbour
"
You hear that?
"
"
I did.
"
"
Some@#$%^ be crayzeh and wantin' a fight.
"
"
It would be foolish to travel forth to engage. They know that name, therefore...it is quite clear to be a trap.
"
"
Oh. Ohhhh! We're moving! Legs are moving! We're tots going that way!
"
"
Incendus! Stop that!
"
"
Too late! We're on the move. Gravy train has left the station! Woowoo!
"
Faust smiled, his mouth filled with razor sharp teeth that fit together like the stitches of a wound. Shaking his head ruefully at the puppeteer whose legs were trying to walk in two directions at once, he rose and brushed off his suit.
"Much greater than expected." Spinning the umbrella like a cane, he sauntered after the stumbling Twilight Lord and the cultist with metal briefcase who followed him towards the street.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Sagohkrn
Location:
Menethil Harbor
Sagohkrn yanked Hexic to the ground as the arrow sped through where his head had once been, "I assume that these are the friends of our targets?" he asked as he sent a wave of light to engulf the attacking cultist.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
The cryomancer turned his head after noticing out of the corner of his eye that the dynamic of the fight began to change.
"Apologies for using you as a stepping stool again, Ohrmuzd," he murmured, flitting onto the giant's shoulder.
"Well, will you look at that. How nice of him!" Jastiel chimed merrily at the sight of the crowd parting to let someone through; immediately he jumped to the conclusion that it could be no one else but the leader of the unholy host.
"Though ten sovereigns say he doesn't give a rat's ass about the lives of his underlings, might as well make a red carpet for him," he flashed yet another bloodthirsty grin, hopping down and starting to quite literally carve his way to meet Brakkis Henson.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Aika
Location:
Menethil Harbor
Aika pictured Brakkis in his mind and tapped the small hourglass filled with black sand; revealing himself to Brakkis as well. Aika roared with glee and rushed up till he was at pace with Jastiel, heading inevitably towards Brakkis.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Brakkis Henson, Faust Kaufman
Location:
Menethil Harbour
"
Holy crap!
" the red sock mouthed as Brakkis paused at the fringe of the mob. "
It's the multiracial power pals! Quick, everyone be politically correct!
"
"Why's...that man have socks on his hands?" Tula ventured in wonder.
"Hey!" George cried on spotting a cultist lurking near the Twilight Lord. He thrust an accusing finger towards him. "He's got my case!"
"Well," Faust ventured, smiling his shark toothed grin as he observed the individuals arrayed before him. "This is unusual."
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
Jastiel rounded onto the luckless blacksmith apprentice.
"George Wick?" he blinked confusedly, seeming forgetting about the battle raging around and the enemy so close.
"Weren't you supposed to crawl under a table and wait until other people did the fighting for you?"
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Aika
Location;
Menethil Harbor
Aika grinned at Jastiel winningly and then faced back towards Brakkis, licking his lips in a menacing way. The white cracks where his eyes used to be pulsed ominously.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Brakkis Henson, Faust Kaufman
Location:
Menethil Harbour
George bristled at the cryomancer's barb. "I told you. I object to violence, but I-hey!" he suddenly turned as the cultist with the case scuttled off into an alley. "Get back here! That's mine! I'll be right back. Stop!" And for a second time in one day, George set off in pursuit of a twilight cultist and his briefcase.
A pair of googley eyes tried to meet the drakeborn's whites with partial success. "
An Infinite?
" The brown sock wondered aloud. "
How very odd. Tell me, why are you assisting these?
"
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Aika
Location:
Menethil Harbor
Aika barked a laugh at the sock, phasing out his voice so only the brown could hear him, "I am here for an assassination; and I'll silence anyone who gets in my way!"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Brakkis Henson, Faust Kaufman
Location:
Menethil Harbour
"
Then best you do so now, while everyone is distracted. I do not advise you interfere in my own mission.
" Technically, googly eyes could not narrow, as they were made from bits of plastic glued to a sock. Yet there was the distinct impression they had just done exactly so in warning.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Aika
Location:
Menethil Harbor
"My quarry is not here yet," said the drakonid, "I will kill you all if you don't leave now! I am under orders from Murozond himself!"
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Jastiel Vorei, Ohrmuzd
Location
: Menethil Harbor
"Oh, shut
up
, you pair of self-entitled twits," Jastiel rolled his eyes, momentarily distracted just long enough for George to bolt off.
"Wait, where do you think you're going? You're gonna- what an idiot..." the cryomancer trailed off exasperatedly, watching George give pursuit.
Post by
Stabhorn
Character:
Aika
Location:
Menethil Harbor
"Are we here to fight, or have tea?" snarled Aika, allowing others to hear him again.
Post by
470415
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