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The War of Crowns (Open RP)
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Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
"Perfect." Straz said, and started to carefully pull the piece out, stopping as he needed to make sure it wouldn't break. "Gently, gently, gently." He muttered.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character
: Drakkus Danovich
Location
: Drak'Tharon
"Sorry, I lack some feeling in my limbs. Shocking, I know," Drakkus said as he gently pulled.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
Straz looked at the undead for a moment then shook his head. "I meant myself; my replacement limb may have a wide range of motion, but like your limbs, I can't feel anything from it, and it's far stronger then it looks." He said, and grinned as he finally pulled the piece of bone free. "Yes...this will do nicely."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character
: Drakkus Danovich
Location
: Drak'Tharon
"Are you going to stab me with that now? Because I have to be perfectly honest, that lead in line has been done past death at this point," Drakkus pointed out with feigned congeniality.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
"No, if I was going to kill you, I'd just smash your skull in with my metal fist; no muss, no fuss." Mathias answered with a matter of fact tone, and put the bone with the others. He walked over to the skull of the Prophet and set to work on forcing the mouth open to get some of the teeth.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character
: Drakkus Danovich
Location
: Drak'Tharon
"...Oddly encouraging." Drakkus shrugged and wandered towards a staircase leading down to a small pyre at the opposite end of the platform.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
Mathias looked into the maw of the Prophet, holding the jaw open with his metal arm as he searched for enough intact teeth to work with. He grinned a little as he sent shadow tendrils out from his hand to pry the teeth free, grabbing as many as he could.
Post by
Levarus
Daedrin Plaguetomb
Grizzly Hills
"I was not taught manners." Terror said, conjuring balls of black death in his gloved hands. "But I was taught to destroy my enemies, and those that get in my way. And you're in my way." He released the two black coils aimed straight at the Eredar and nearby Vrykul and Worgen instantly jumped to the scene. Even Garthern was summoning bloodworms at his feet which slowly crawled towards the Eredar. Daedrin began to conjure emerald spheres of the plague pinpointed towards the Eredar as well.
Bo the Black Dread
Kaskala
"Imagine it as a pact of benefit for the both of us. You get lands, we get one of the most revered warriors on our side!" Bo exclaimed, in a worshipping pose to the Kvaldir-General.
"For too long have the Tuskar openly defied you! Arrogantly resorting to war within their usurped lands, preventing you from having what's rightfully yours! However, led by Aerkis Winterspine within the necropolis Vorth'renal in the Storm Peaks, the New Scourge is on a glorious quest to return Northrend to its former glory, with the Kvaldir on their side!" Bo said.
"Dumb I am not Bo the Night Dread. You take lands waisting my brothers in battles and kill us off then." Bo decided to let that one slip, despite the anger forming within him caused by his name being said wrong.
"No no no! You must understand Junnheim... we are honorable." That was hard to say. "We would never ever ever do that to our brethren in war! Word would spread of the fabled and mighty Junnheim who conquered Kaskala! Stories would pass through taverns and maidens all over would sigh to the sound of your name! Together, the Kvaldir and the Scourge are meant to be!"
"But I am no leader, just general." Common seemed hard to speak for him. "Drottin Hrothgar is our leader, I don't know if he would accept these terms you propose."
"Oh but he will! I promise you Junnheim! Let us take these lands as a sweeping force of might and restore honor to our factions! Imagine, the Kvaldir, Vikings of the Seas and Warriors of the Tide! The New Scourge-"
"I like that." said Junnheim. "Give me one day to think. Then I will tell you. Until then, you may rest with your armies."
Oh how I loath being a diplomat and not killing things...
thought Bo, bowing before going to his Valkyrion Chieftan. "What's the word?" he asked, his long white beard oscillating to a rising breeze.
"One day he says." said Bo, taking a seat and pulling out a book.
Peeling the Onion...
he read, opening it to reveal thickly faded parchment etched with black ink. Bo was currently researching on Horde Military Strategy, and how he would defeat them. He had earned this book back in Icecrown Citadel when looters from Angrathar returned. Bo killed the soldier who had the book and never cared to read it, until now.
I wonder how Daedrin's dealing with the Horde in Grizzly Hills
... he thought, forming a wide-grin and laughing simultaneously.
Post by
Atik
Silvia Lightdoom
Grizzly Hills
Silvia giggled at the display. "Oh, how adorable." She stated, spinning and snapping out with the dominatrix; knocking the worgen and Vyrkul back from their charge. She pulled her dress, ripping off and leaving herself nude as she discarded the clothing to block Terror's attack.
Smiling, she leaped upwards into the air, landing behind Deadrin and wrapping the chain around his neck. "Now then, no reason for an unfair fight, is there?" She giggled, beginning to probe at the necromancer's mind.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character
: Drakkus Danovich
Location
: Drak'Tharon
Drakkus slowly descended to the small pile of ashes in the stone brazier. He paused before it, examining the burned remnants of herbs and wood with an even more unreadable expression than before. Reaching forth with bony hands, he lifted forth a fistful of the powder. Silently, he watched thoughtfully as the black of the ashes slid past the white of his fingers, escaping like the sands of an hourglass.
He tapped the fingers of his other hand on the rim of the brazier, looking past the balcony and onto Zul'Drak beyond.
Character:
Grimmalt, Brildren, Vyrkul
Location
: Howling Fjord
"Right, right. Now then, what now...What now...Healer!" Grimmalt bellowed with a snap of his fingers, springing to his feet triumphantly.
"Can you heal dead people?" Grimmalt stared at Brildren, mouth hanging open like the gateway of Utgarde.
"...Dammit! We need expert help." Brildren gasped in shock.
"You don't mean-?"
"I'm afraid I do."
"Truly the snack food of the gods!"
"What- just, hurry and get the Dread Knight before I chop your legs off and make you crawl there!"
"Oh, him. Okay, be right back!" Brildren shouted as he ran out the door singing some nameless tune.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
"Drakkus?" Straz called, looking around for the undead. He put the teeth of the Prophet into Fred's saddle bags and walked over to look down at the undead by a brazier. "Find something interesting?" He asked, tapping his metal fingers against his leg in a quick 1 2 beat.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character
: Drakkus Danovich
Location
: Drak'Tharon
"No." Putting his foot against the rim brazier, the undead pushed carelessly. With a crack the stone container tipped upon the rim of the wall, the ashes spilling over in a waterfall of darkness, the grainy powder whisked away and scattered by the wind seconds later.
"Nothing important," he finished, watching the remnants of the ash sweep across Zul'drak until they were lost in the distance.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
"I see." Straz said, and stretched his flesh and blood arm. "Well, I think I've gotten enough bones from the body here." He told the undead and walked towards Fred. "There's one more place here I want to check before I take Fred and head back home. Supposedly, from what a little troll told me in my special chamber of horrors, there's a hidden room within this place that holds some ancient Ice troll secrets."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character
: Drakkus Danovich
Location
: Drak'Tharon
"Is that right?" Drakkus mused. Turning, he followed after Mathias. "Do go on."
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
"Supposedly on the ground floor, and leads deeper into the Keeper." Mathias said, and as he passed by Fred, he sent the wasp back into the air. He grinned as he saw one of his shadow servants rise up in front him and bow low. The creature made a group of quiet hissing sounds and the human nodded then looked over at Drakkus. "They found it; said it's near the entrance. Shall we?" He asked.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character
: Drakkus Danovich
Location
: Drak'Tharon
Drakkus sighed dramatically. "Oh damn, and here I was supposed to be giving
you
the grand tour. Feh, oh well. Let's be off then." He replied.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
"Well, you can lead the way and tell me any amusing facts and annoying statistics as we go." Straz suggested, motioned for Drakkus to lead the way. "Tell the others to meet us there." He said quietly to the servant, which nodded, then sank down into the shadows.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character
: Drakkus Danovich
Location
: Drak'Tharon
"You're too kind," Drakkus said dryly. With a casual wave to follow and a defeated sigh he began to descend the steps once more.
Post by
Adamsm
Mathias Straz
Drak'Tharon Keep
"Any time." Straz replied, and moved quickly down the stairs, waiting at the bottom for the undead to catch up. "So, if we do find this lost treasure trove full of troll secrets...am I going to have to kill you and your people to keep you from taking it from me?" He asked conversationally, looking up at Drakkus.
Post by
Atik
Sataira Hopewell
Howling Fjord
People... voices... who?
Sataira stopped herself, she had to focus. Baby steps; she needed to take baby steps here.
She was free... she was finally free...
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