Post by Neonhyper
Obvious procrastinated and bad transition chapter is obviously bad.Meh.
It was a new day for Eversong Woods. The sun was shining through the golden leaves and casting light upon Lithi's little shore-side home. For the young paladin, it had been a long and stressful night, having stayed up in bed wondering what was to come. Nasia had two simple predicaments as she woke up.
Mornings and her brother.
The first was not a new problem, and it was more of still being groggy from the previous night and wanting the sun to go away and leave her alone. However, the latter was still not a new problem, but one she was hoping had gone away a long time ago.
Nasia rolled over off the bed, dragging the whole mass of sheets she was sleeping under with her, and a loud thud
echoed in the tiny room. She groaned and managed to get to her feet, before sighing and proceeding to find her things scattered throughout Lithi's guest bedroom.
A few moments later, the scout was dressed up in the extra gear she had brought. Black mail armor, her quiver and bow hanging from her back, and the shadowy cloak over top. She opened the door to the hallway, and was greeted by Zephyr's intelligent gaze.
"'Eyo." Nasia muttered, walking past the ghost as he turned to follow after her.
Lithi was waiting in front of the front door for them. The young paladin was dressed up in gold and blue armor which seemed to be much too big for her. A large two handed sword rested in her plated grip, and Nasia wondered for a moment how many times she might have accidently almost killed herself with it.
"You ready to go?" Lithi responded in a chipper tone that contrasted against Nasia's lack of enthusiasm.
The scout grumbled something, which Lithi assumed was a yes as the two blood elves and the spirit left the house. Nasia caught her friend as the paladin tripped over the entryway, and the party continued out onto the shore.
Lithi looked over at Nasia again, "So... if we're looking for Prop... where are we gonna go?"
"Demon Fall." Nasia growled, "That's always where he is, I do not doubt that he will return to defile that land further."
"Ashenvale then! Well... then, shall we head out!" The younger elf exclaimed, and Nasia nimbly dodged the blade of her sword as she accidently spun it around.
"We'll first be making a pit stop in Orgrimmar... I need to reacquire my mount." The scout responded, "Not everyone here has the luxury of summoning horses out of thin air."
Lithi had no response to that as she stumbled behind Nasia and Zephyr, as the group headed south toward the border of the Ghostlands.
"Stranglethorn!" Loretta cried as she slammed the letter down on the table.
While the golden-haired girl was standing up in shock, James was calmly seated across from her. She couldn't believe that he managed to not be worried in this situation, and she was about to protest wildly about his lack of caring. However, he stopped her before she could begin ranting by holding up a hand.
"It's all right, Loretta. The goblins weren't willing to pay the price to get the shipment up here, so all we have to do is go down and get it." He explained, "We can get some gryphons to fly us down to Booty Bay, get the package, spend a few days on vacation, and come back."
She pursed her lips and sat down, "But it's such a long ways."
James raised an eyebrow in disbelief at Loretta, "You lived in Orgrimmar for at least four years, and you're worried about Stranglethorn Vale?"
He watched her face fall as he mentioned it, and James raised his hands in surrender, "I can't believe those goblins couldn't my armor to Stormwind, that just seems ridiculous." She muttered.
"It's anything to not have to spend money, with them. You're right though, it is stupid... we can leave as soon as you want to."
Loretta gave him an odd look, "Don't you have to work?"
"Already took some days off." James gave her a thumbs up.
She laughed, before looking down at her belt. Both daggers were situated against it, and she nodded in satisfaction before standing up again and retreating to one exit of the small room, "I'm going to get my stuff, and then I'll be ready, okay?"
He nodded, and she left. James looked at the letter on the opposite side of the table, and with a heavy sigh dropped his head into his folded arms.
"Oh Skyguy, why aren't you here?"
The heavily dark robed figure stood in the corner of the bustling Ratchet inn. Pirates, adventurers, bruisers, and drunkards went about their business inside the building, and the man in the corner simply waited.
He watched as a mass of void energy slip between an arguing goblin and night elf and head toward him. The demon stopped in front of the figure, speaking in a hissing version of Demonic to its master.
"The note was sent, the parcel redirected... the plan is on its way. Perfect." The figure muttered as he pushed off the wall and shoved his way through the drunken crowd to get to the exit, "In due time the targets will hit the trap..."