WoW RP

[Dan the Man]

"My name is Thranduil Sunblade. Previous lieutenant in the High Elven army, before the split occurred. Out of all my previous torturers, I must say you are the most pleasant." Thranduil said.
"Well met. Now about the Night Elf?" Andorath asked him.
"As far as I could tell, I was the only person with any ties to the Alliance around here. If there were, they used your guards trying to find me to their advantage."
"That is unsettling. I will give you back your sword, on your word that you will not use it on me." Andorath said.
"Agreed." Thranduil said, taking the sword. He checked it to see if anything happened to it. Nothing, just like it should be. He strapped it on his belt, regaining the comfortable weight shift it brought with it.
"Now stay here until I get more information on what's happening." Andorath said, walking out.
"Not like I have a choice." Thranduil answered, sitting down.

[rossriku]

Lockon followed them to there headquarters. Lockon "perfect" he then smiled evilly. He then told Max to run and Distractsion the guard. So he could put his plan in Acton. Max nodded and ran out the 4 guards at the door saw him and star to run after him to see. Why a full grown Swift Frostsaber was in there land. Meanwhile As the guards were gone. Lockon sneaked up to the front door and put both Explosive Trap and Freezing Trap everywhere for a nice surprise when the guard come back or for the first person who comes out. Once done he ran back and made a little snipers nest in the tree in front of the door. He could see everything in his nest. After a bit more time the guard start to walk back after giving up trying to caught the Swift Frostsaber. The guards were on hight alert now tho.

[Bill E312 MD]

Anelas had enough of waiting. He would not be denied to see the elf that had killed the first convoy. He brought the shamans, and a few warriors with him, practically fuming when he saw the elf unbound. The elf was even armed for the Spirits sake!

Before the elf could do anything, he used some of his previous warlock skills to disable any use of magic by anyone, even the caster. That does not make the elf any weaker, so Anelas reacted with astonishing speed and placed his waraxe by the elf's neck.

"Are you the one who killed my men?" asked Anelas roughly. "Tell me!"
"So what if I am?" replied the elf defiantly. "You and them are part of the Horde, and thus an enemy of the Alliance. I'm merely doing my part."

There was no counter to that, so Anelas tried the more civilized approach. Suppressing his anger, he asked with a civil tone. "What is your name?"
"Thranduil Sunblade." said Thranduil. "I have offered my name, and I think you should do the same."
"Anelas Unghart of the Flaming Blades!"
"Ah, the Flaming Blade clan... Interesting."

They were interrupted when the Spirits warned Anelas of something. He searched around the room, noticing a figure hiding in the trees by the front doors. This was worth checking out. He left before Thranduil could say anything more.

[IJ]

Andorath took out his scrying orb and saw that the cat kept looking back at a specific tree... there must be something of importance to him in that tree... as the cat took another look he noticed from the angle that the cat looked that there was a sigil on the tree... Andorath went into the Blood Knight's Chapel and went to Lady Liadrin immediately. He bowed respectfully before her, and she did the same.
"Its not everyday that royalty comes into these halls, what is it that you need?"
"The tree only tree planted in Murder Row, the one we stuck the sigil on to keep it alive I want you to send your Blood Knights there... I think our Darnassian intruder is in that tree."
"I understand... Valadrim, Kenoros take three of our Knights with you each to the Black Tree."
They nodded and left the chapel and made their way towards murder row.
"Thank you my lady I'll be on my way now"
Andorath bowed once more and teleported back to the sanctum where Anelas was holding his axe to Thanduril's throat.
"Whats going on here Anelas?"

[Ariessya]

(prepare for an extremely long post...)

Name: Kaalora Icefang
Class: Druid/Huntress
Description: Being half blood elf and half human, Kaalora is tall, with long white-blonde hair that reaches her waist. Her eyes are silvery green, with such intensity that it seems she can see right through you. She wears a light blue top, with long sleeves that conceal her hands. She wears a loose-fitting, black skirt, which reaches just past her knees. She also keeps a black cloak to hide herself when the need arises. Though her outfit appears impractical, it does not hinder her physical abilities. On her neck is a gold chain, with a pendant of a sun, representing hope. On her arm is a black rose, though no one has ever seen it but her and her father.
History: Icefang is a name Kaalora picked herself; she was really from the Blackstar family; yes, Kaalora is a Scion, a princess. They were the royal family of H'Aelaya, but she ran away from them because her father wanted to take away her free will. The black rose was a symbol of royalty where she came from, carved into her arm and stained with ink by her father when she was eighteen and stopped growing. Ever since she left, she has been wandering, remaining hooded when she traveled through cities or towns. She knows she is wanted; 100 000 gold is offered to whoever found her.

Kaalora was approaching a city. Silvermoon, she remembered it was called. She saw the guard at the front and pulled on a black cloak, with a hood.
“Good day, young lady,” he greeted.
“Good day,” she replied in her soft, high-pitched voice. The guard let her pass without a second glance; Kaalora was glad. But she saw, just a few feet away, there was a WANTED poster of her on a wall. She sighed deeply.
The young woman had been walking for hours, and needed to rest. She sat down in the shadow of a chapel.
There was a tall man, with white hair out at the front, walking in. He was obviously a Blood Elf. Kaalora found herself shivering; the Blood Elves were crafty and violent. She was afraid of them… In this world, she was afraid of everyone she saw. There was no one she could trust.
After a little while, Kaalora stood. She had had enough resting; it was time to move on. To where? Her mind had no answer to that question.
There was a Tauren nearby, Kaalora noticed, holding back a gasp of terror. She had heard stories when she was younger about them… She made eye contact with Kaalora, so the girl stepped out and looked at the ground shyly. Not because she was talking to a grand beast; because she was a nervous and skittish person. “Hello, Tauren. I’m…” Kaalora hesitated, wondering if she should give her true name. “I’m Jade. Jade Frostmoon.”

[Darkie]

Halfa blinked curiously at this young stranger who had approached her, " Erm, hello. Jade Frostmoon, is it? I am Halfa Lynxspirit, Tauren druid and huntress. Ah, I wonder what's going on over there."
While she was talking with Jade, she saw three Blood Elves surrounding a tree of some sort.
Upon closer analysis, she saw that the tree had a sigil on it, of Blood Elven craft, possibly a spell of some sort.
" What's going on?" she asked.
One of the Blood Elves turned to her, " Andorath has informed us of an intruder lurking in this tree here."
Halfa changed into her battle form, a large white lion with a golden mane, ebony horns, and sharp blue eyes.
She examined the tree with her predatory eyes, scanning every branch.
The primal spirits whispered to her in their airy, gasping voices, ' Look to the easternmost branch, child of nature...'
Her eyes flicked over to the easternmost facing branch, and, sure enough, she saw him.
An elf was sitting in the tree, a Night Elf for sure, as her eyes could make out most of his detail.
" He's got a gun!" Elkanor growled to her, " Be careful!"
Sure enough, Halfa could see the gun in the elf's hand, but she couldn't tell if it was pointing at her or the guards.
She flexed her claws and got into her combat position, ready to move out of the way if the gun was indeed intended to fire at her.
Elkanor hissed, circling the tree.
" Do you see him?" one of the guards asked.
" Yes," Halfa said, " He's right there, on the branch farthest to the right, be careful though, he's armed with a gun."

[Ariessya]

Kaalora stared at the tree, seeing the guards.
"Do you see him?"
Kaalora could sense him, smell him. Before she could answer, Halfa said, "Yes. He's right there, on the branch farthest to the right, be careful though, he's armed with a gun."
Kaalora glanced at the Tauren, analyzing her.
"Are you a Druid?"
Kaalora was a Druid, herself, but hadn't met any others in all the years she'd been alive.

[Darkie]

Halfa turned to look at Jade, her eyes scanning her up and down.
" Ah, yes I am, my dear," Halfa said, " I was the only druid/huntress of my clan, my father was angry at me for going against his wishes. He wanted me to become a priest."
She snorted, " A priest, for cripes sakes! I kept telling him and telling him that being a Druid would help me commune better with the primal spirits, and, overall, the Earth Mother herself."
Elkanor kept his eyes fixed on the tree.
" Oh, and this is my travel buddy, Elkanor," she gently patted him on the back with a paw.

[Ariessya]

Kaalora looked down. "I am pleased to meet you," she said to the little cub.
Turning back to Halfa, "My father was mad at me, too. I wasn't exactly what he wanted in - " She paused, wanting to say' the Scion', but replacing it with " - his daughter. So, yeah, I'm pretty much out and about in the world."
Free, she added, somewhat bitterly.

[Darkie]

" I see, I know what that feels like. But if my parents don't agree with my wishes, then good day to them!" Halfa said, snorting again.
She turned to Elkanor, " Try climbing up that tree, see if you can 'convince' our little friend to come down."
The cub nodded, then began to make his way up the tree.
Halfa turned her attention back to Jade, " So, did your father kick you out of the house? Or did you run away of your own free will? I ran away. If my father wasn't going to accept me as I was, then there's no point in staying with him."

[Ariessya]

"I left him. If I wouldn't agree with him, then he would..." Again, Kaalora hesitated. "Then he would have tried to take my free will away. Which wasn't hard to do, in my household."
On a house nearby, there was another poster of her. It caught her eye, but she dared not look at it, for fear that Halfa would see it.
"So I've traveled far away. Where no one can find me."
I hope.

[IJ]

Andorath heard comotion from outside.
"If you kill him, you will have emliminated our currently most valuable source of information"
Andorath ran outside to see the half Blood Elf who had the bounty on her head and Halfa.
"Andorath, the intruder is up there!"
He looked to see an Night Elf sitting on a branch.
"I've studied three schools of magic, Arcane, which was the first you saw when I silenced that high elf... now you will see the second, the school of Shadow Magic."
Andorath extended his hand towards the Night elf as his green eyes began to glow with a greater intensity, four long black coloured stands shot out of his hand and went into the Night Elf.
"This is basic spell that I was taught during my training in the school... all warlocks learn it. It is called the Curse of Agony... he'll soon be in immense pain..."
The Night Elf wasn't high up but he soon fell to the ground writhing in pain as the guards swarmed in on him. Andorath looked at the Half elf.
"Guards, stay your position... as of now, by my position as Cheif of the Silvermoon guard and scion of the Sunblade dynasty... so long as you are in Silvermoon or any of the lands you shall not be hunted... you will be protected here Half Elf."
Andorath bowed before her, it was a little odd considering that he didn't know much about her.
"And may I ask the name of the Half Elf I have just met?"

[Ariessya]

Kaalora stared at him, a spark of annoyance lit inside her. She didn't like bowing people.
"My name is Jade Frostmoon," she replied easily, knowing that it was her cover-up name. "How do you know I am a half elf?" she asked curiously.

[IJ]

"Word spreads quickly amongst royalty. When your father decared the bounty on your head Silvermoon was the first to be affected, posters went up all over the city. He stated his half elven daugther was to be killed on sight and the one to bring her back dead would recieve the reward. I however refused to do this, as did my family. The alliance is bold... however some of their members a bit too over zealous..."

[Ariessya]

Kaalora gaped. What the heck?! Well, she should have seen it coming; there was a poster next to her every town she went to.
"I...I..."
Kaalora was staring in absolute surprise. Her mind was lapsing.
"Thank you," she managed finally. "Why did you refuse to kill me? I can't blame you if you want the money. After all, it is 100 000 gold pieces, enough for a lifetime of luxury."
I didn't know I was wanted dead, she thought. I thought my father just wanted me home. Maybe he wants to make sure that the failure he raised does not succeed the throne. Kaalora sighed.
She respected the Blood Elf, and owed him. He could have killed her if he had wanted to, but, for some reason, he felt it wasn't right. Honestly, Kaalora wanted to hug him as relief flooded her senses... sort of.
She gave a sideways glance at Halfa to see her reaction.