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Mar 29, 2009 7:06:29 GMT -5
Post by IJ on Mar 29, 2009 7:06:29 GMT -5
With the orcs where they needed to be Andorath was back on his patrols... with that elf out there they had to be more careful... Murder Row, The Bazzar, The Royal Exchange, and Windrunner's Square were clear.... all that was left was the walk of elders. Half way through his patrol he noticed a druid standing staring at another blood elf, and a Frostsaber with its teeth bared and fur standing on end. "Is there a problem here?" He looked at the Tauren... nothing suspicious... then at the elf... His cloak, it had the symbol of a lion's head on a blue background... The Alliance. "Elf, remove your cloak" The elf looked a bit worried he knew if he removed the cloak his disguise would be gone. "Very well... if you will not remove your cloak then I'm sure you'll enjoy whats coming next..." "GUARDS!!!"
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Mar 29, 2009 16:36:16 GMT -5
Post by Dan the Man on Mar 29, 2009 16:36:16 GMT -5
Thranduil knew running would be foolish. He took the other route, and drew his sword. If it was his day to go, he would make such an end that there would be stories about him for the next century.
His sword, with its unique silver hilt, shown in the sun. He removed the hood on his cloak, revealing to the Blood Elf his blue eyes. He glanced around, and saw the Tauren transform into a very impressive looking beast, ready for battle. He also saw the Blood Elf ready his staff for battle. He watched as countless Blood Elf guards surrounded him, spears and swords pointed his way.
"Put your sword away, High Elf. It is of no use now. You are surrounded and trapped. There is no escape for you." the Blood Elf said. "Try me." Thranduil said, charging a Blood Elf.
He ran up to the Elf, and stabbed him through the chest. All of the other guards converged on him. He got away with slicing off a few limbs, severely injuring seven of the guards. He used his mage powers to shoot lightning through a few more, killing them. He kept fighting, until one managed to knock his sword out of his hands. Another kicked him in the back of his leg, knocking him to his knees.
Thranduil knelt there, waiting to hear his fate.
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Mar 29, 2009 22:25:31 GMT -5
Post by rossriku on Mar 29, 2009 22:25:31 GMT -5
Lockon got up from his chair at the bar but put his hand out first. So that Riku would know to go back into his cloak. Once she was back in he start to walk. Before he walked out he asked for a jug of milk. After he got it and payed the man he left. All during this he didn't let any one see his face. Once out side he began to walk into the Forest. Once he got there he called Max to him and start to ride him on the path. It didn't take long for him to hear a battle. He then jumped down from his Frostsaber and went up the closest tree to get a better look. He place his left hand on his gun just in case. They were to attack him next. After he was set up he looked down and signaled to Max to move and hide. He did so and found a nice place not too far from them. Lockon then used aspect of the Dragonhawk level 2 to have a closer look at things. He saw some blooded elfs and high elf and even a druid. He could tell what it was tho. He sat down and got ready again just to be safe.
(if I got anything wrong please tell me)
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Mar 30, 2009 9:36:34 GMT -5
Post by IJ on Mar 30, 2009 9:36:34 GMT -5
"You must be the high elf that attacked the Orcs... you were a fool to come here..." Andorath cast Silence on the elf to prevent him from casting spells so long as he was in Eversong. "Take him to the warlocks... they'll have some fun with the elf, and probably be able to get some information out of him." Andorath walked with the guards who were dragging the elf down Murder Row and into the Sanctum, the warlock's underground lair. "All of you can leave... I'll interogate him myself..." Andorath picked up the elf and put him down on one of the beds, he then erected an illusionary barrier, so that who ever entered would see an image of Andorath torturing the elf into talking. "Listen closely... Tell me why you came here to Silvermoon and eversong.. and I'll let you leave without any further harm, however also on the condition that you tell the alliance to stay away from these lands if they value their lives..." Andorath's eyes showed regret for what he had just said, and for what he had done to other members of the alliance... it was apparent that he still felt close to the alliance, and did not want any further animosity between the two to flourish.
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Mar 30, 2009 15:14:03 GMT -5
Post by Darkie on Mar 30, 2009 15:14:03 GMT -5
Halfa watched as the Blood Elf guards dragged the High Elf away. She transformed back into her normal, Tauren form. Elkanor walked over to where the High Elf's sword had landed, and picked it up. " Give me the sword, Elkanor," Halfa said, " I'll take care of it until the elf decides to get it back."" The Frostsaber cub put the sword in her hand. Halfa put the elf's sword in her bag, then said, " Let's explore around a little, maybe go into the forest for a bite to eat." The Frostsaber Cub nodded, then followed her through the streets of Silvermoon.
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Mar 30, 2009 15:59:42 GMT -5
Post by rossriku on Mar 30, 2009 15:59:42 GMT -5
Lockon seen the Tauren leave. So he followed her by hiding in trees and on buildings. He also sent Riku to follow by ground so if they notice something. They would think it's just the cat following them. Plus if worst comes to worst Riku could always look cute and try and get out of trouble. Plus if it got so bad not even that worked Lockon could try and kill them with his gun.
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Mar 30, 2009 16:15:12 GMT -5
Post by Darkie on Mar 30, 2009 16:15:12 GMT -5
Elkanor caught the scent of a cat, close by. He looked behind, and saw the same cat he had seen in the tavern. He pulled on Halfa's dress again, pointing with his tail. " What is it now, Elkanor?" she asked, slightly annoyed. She followed his tail and saw the cat, " Just like I said before, just keep going, maybe it'll go away." Elkanor growled slightly, but followed her. Halfa took the elf's sword out and studied it, it's silver hilt was very unusual, yet unique in it's own way, she swung it about, testing it. Elkanor kept glancing back to see if the cat was still following them, it was still there. ' Why can't it just leave us alone?' he thought to himself.
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Mar 30, 2009 20:47:28 GMT -5
Post by Dan the Man on Mar 30, 2009 20:47:28 GMT -5
Thranduil looked around the chamber, noticing his quiver and bow slung against a wall. His sword was nowhere to be seen. This angered him more than anything, for his sword was the most precious thing he owned.
This Blood Elf was different, though. He did not seem to have the same tone towards High Elves or any other Alliance race than the other Blood Elves did. He seemed almost regretful that the two factions were at war with each other.
"What is your name, Blood Elf?" Thranduil asked. "My name is Andorath. Now answer the question. What were you doing in Silvermoon?" Andorath pushed the question at him again. "I cannot tell you what I was doing in Silvermoon; I hardly knew where I was at the start. But I did find Orcs, and slew them out of the rules of engagement between the Horde and Alliance. We are at war, Blood Elf, even though I am not for it. I would much rather be fighting some other enemy, but I deal with what I get. Before I go any further, what did you do with my sword?" Thranduil said, nearly shouting about his sword. "What is it to you?" Andorath asked. "It has binded to me. I have given it runes and other magical spells to make it the perfect sword. It will never dent, chip, or crack. It will always pierce armor. It nearly contains part of my soul. Now where is it?" "We did not take it." Andorath answered.
Thranduil roared in anger. While he was still a captive, though, he had no way in getting it back. Unless he tricked this elf to letting him out, however. But it would be useless as long as he didn't have the ability to cast spells here.
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Mar 30, 2009 21:05:50 GMT -5
Post by Darkie on Mar 30, 2009 21:05:50 GMT -5
Elkanor was getting sick of it. The strange she-cat following them still hadn't gone away,and they had traveled for almost an hour. Halfa was still studying the elf's sword, and had even drawn a quick sketch in her notebook. She also took the liberty of polishing it to a mirror shine, so it would be in mint condition if it's owner came looking for it. It was unlike anything she had ever seen, Tauren swords, though as heavily ornate and decorative as they are, weren't even half as impressive. She couldn't stop staring at the silvery hilt of the sword, it was as if it compelled her to focus on it's beauty. Elkanor tugged on her dress again, begging to be picked up, shaking her out of her reverie. Halfa tucked the sword away, then picked up Elkanor and carried him. " Have you gained weight? You seem a bit heavier than before," she said. Elkanor mewed in response, then looked over her shoulder at the other cat, who, of course, was still following. He bared his fangs and hissed, his hackles raised, and his claws were out. He could smell the scent of elf on the cat, not Blood Elves, but Night Elves, that meant trouble. If he smelled Night Elf on the she-cat, then the owner musn't be too far behind. He would have to keep a vigilant eye out for the Night Elf, in case he was spying or stalking them. But he kept his attention on the cat, growling, " Go....away...."
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Mar 31, 2009 15:54:48 GMT -5
Post by IJ on Mar 31, 2009 15:54:48 GMT -5
"Listen closely... I think I can find your blade without much trouble through scrying. I will get it back to you... since you seem like you only fight because you have been forced to. You must not tell your allies or leaders anything of how I acted towards you... Should they find out they would use it against me and then the Horde would either kill me or exile me and for what my people have done the alliance would never accept me... you are to tell them that you were spotted by guards and fled the minute your position was compromised." Andorath took his scrying orb out of his pocket and looked around silvermoon through the orb and saw a tauren carrying it. "Wait here for a second... I think I can trust you, you seem different from the other high elfs as well" Andorath walked out of the sanctum for a second and informed the guards to bring the Tauren to him. After 5 minutes of waiting the Tauren was standing infront of him. "I've heard you came into possesion of a sword belonging to the captive high elf, I'd like to request that you give it to me for studying... and that cat... he... he reeks of Darnassus... how long has he been following you!?"
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Mar 31, 2009 19:38:06 GMT -5
Post by Darkie on Mar 31, 2009 19:38:06 GMT -5
Halfa replied, " It's not a he, it's a she-cat. And she's been following us for quite a while now. Elkanor doesn't seem to like her that much, he says she reeks of Night Elves. You don't suppose there's one here in Silvermoon?" The elf replied, " If there was a Night Elf here, I'd have known about it right now." Halfa put Elkanor down, " Allow me to introduce myself, I am Halfa Lynxspirit, daughter of Chieftain Jagus Lynxspirit. This is Elkanor, my Frostsaber Cub." Elkanor was still staring at the cat, ready to attack if she tryed to move any closer. Halfa said, " Ah, you asked about the elf's sword. Here it is." She produced the elf's sword from her bag, " And I hope he's grateful that I looked after it. It may have been different if the guards had picked it up." She pressed the sword gently into the Blood Elf's hands. She then asked, " And whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?"
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Mar 31, 2009 19:53:06 GMT -5
Post by rossriku on Mar 31, 2009 19:53:06 GMT -5
Lockon signaled Riku to get closer to them. He he also moved closer. He was very close and at this point had his gun aim at the blood elf. He didn't like that the blood elf. He seemed too dangers and he was worried that he mite hurt Riku. He then signaled Max to hide much closer then him to make sure if anything happen that he could attack them as he would start shooting. He had a clean shoot at his heart. He then seen a small cat he knew not to kill it. It's very wrong to kill a animal.
(if I got anything wrong tell me)
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Mar 31, 2009 20:06:24 GMT -5
Post by Darkie on Mar 31, 2009 20:06:24 GMT -5
Elkanor hissed louder as the she-cat moved closer, his fangs were bared, his hackles were raised, and his claws were out. The elf said, " My name is Andorath Sunwing, I am royalty among the Blood Elves." Halfa nodded, admiring the elf's armor and cloak, such unique designs. Compared to her own wear, it was far superior, but Halfa could live with such simple pleasures, " I can tell by your clothes, not everyone has such lovely clothing like that." Elkanor backed away towards his owner, still hissing at the other cat. He tugged on Halfa's dress again. " What is it now?" she asked. Elkanor pointed to the cat again, Halfa sighed, " I know she's the pet of one of our enemies, but she's not bothering anyone, is she now?" The cub growled, he knew his owner was right, there was no reason to kill an animal who wasn't doing any harm, it was against the will of the primal spirits. He leapt onto Halfa's shoulder, but still kept a vigilant eye on the cat.
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Mar 31, 2009 21:22:33 GMT -5
Post by Dan the Man on Mar 31, 2009 21:22:33 GMT -5
(OOC: You didn't get anything wrong, just please work on your grammar.)
Thranduil sat on the bed he was being held captive on. He unconsciously took out a white cloth and began shining his silver armor again. The armor had been taken off by his captors, and it was by his quiver when he picked it up. He made sure the Blood Elves didn't do anything to his armor. They didn't, which pleased him.
He looked around the room while he was shining the armor. The room was more like a dungeon, and didn't have any windows. Besides the bed, the room was completely empty of any other accessories.
He remained in the room only because of his trusting of this Blood Elf, Andorath. He seemed to have a better understanding about the war, almost as if the two factions needed to team up again against another evil like the Lich King.
He kept shining his armor, beginning to hum an old High Elf song to himself.
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Mar 31, 2009 21:23:41 GMT -5
Post by IJ on Mar 31, 2009 21:23:41 GMT -5
Andorath felt something was wrong... he felt like he was being watched. A cat that smelled of Night elves, and that Tauren's pet also reacting violently towards it. He needed to find out more... He followed the Tauren for a minute and when the walls of Murder Row protected them he cast a simple Scrying magic on the pet and walked back into the sanctum. "A cat that smells of Night elves is here... and I'm starting to think that a Darnassian force is the first wave of the alliance's forces to come and attack silvermoon. Nonetheless do you know anything about the night elf? or that cat? I have your blade, but I'd like to know your name..."
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