Wuu. Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 "Hell yeah we can! I could beat the dust out of them with my eyes closed and hands behind my back!" Hlyrax replied to Lethien while running towards the opposing army "May the strength of the dwarves be on my side!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aesirson Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OoC: I just realized I cannot cast any damaging spells except Immolate and Shadow Bolt >.> Morthas arrived at the gates just to see that the zombies has entered the city. He drew his staff. "Burn in hell, wretched minions of the blade!" He smashed his staff to the ground and a group of undeads started to burn. The scream they let out was very frigthening and soon there was nothing but ashes left of them. Knipzac was standing behind him, throwing fire at the zombies. Suddenly Morthas heard a loud noise and some kind of speech. "Nerubians..." He whispered as a group of spider creatures crawled the walls. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Umbra Posted January 17, 2009 Author Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OoC: Not that you have spells, but as far as I recall, Corruption and Curse of Agony are given before Level 10. :D The battle raged on at the city gates. The defenders were barely holding the gate, while the undead trampled on. Lethien was locked down in a battle with three zombies, and he shouted: "Close the gates! Fend them off, and close the gates!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aesirson Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OoC: Yes, Corruption and Curse of Agony is given before, but I meant direct damaging spells. Morthas was surrounded by a group of Scourge warriors and two or three nerubians. He said something in Demonic and a shockwave of shadow was unleashed from his staff, altough it didn't seem to damage the creatures a lot. He then threw fire balls at one of the nerubians, and as it started to burn it went on a rampage and set fire on some other zombies that burned to ashes. As the gate closed there was not more than about twenty zombies left within the city. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kyub Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OOC: As a side note, will we always be Level 10 equivalents, or will we "Level Up"? Otherwise, I have a VERY limited selection of stuff. IC:Rae grimaced. She couldn't throw totems, as the Alliance and Undead were now in close combat. She REALLY needed a weapon. Rae looked around. 'Maybe...' Cautiously, she crept off towards the blacksmith. If she was lucky, maybe he had left some weapons there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Final Fantasy Revolution Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 Arael took aim at one of the zombies that Lethien was currently fighting and shot one of there heads off with perfect percision. He didn't even get any blood spattered on Lethien for crying out loud. Arael, in truth, really only helped Lethien in hopes that his act would change his opinion about Night-Elves... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Umbra Posted January 17, 2009 Author Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OoC: You'll gradually "level up", but you'll need to visit your elders(read: Trainers) in order to gain actual new abilities. And again, you won't learn spells. EDIT: FFR, I think you're mistaking Antherus with Lethien. As Rae was heading away from the battle, she eventually lost her way. Not a native to Stormwind, she found her way into the Wizard Tower and the surrounding quarter. People were running down the street to aid the defenders - the draenei even saw a few flying far above her - but they paid little notice to the lone shaman. You come across a small shop, the signpost outside showing two crossed wands and a jewel. At the gates, the defenders managed to hold a shut line, archers from the gatehouse pinning down the undead and the Nerubians as they came along. Then, a line of dwarves fell to the ground, twisting in pain, and the once so slow undead jumped across them with the grace of cats. Something was not right here... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kyub Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OOC: Forcing us to be creative with our magic, right? Kayz. IC: Rae sighed. 'I knew I should have just waited. Now I'm lost. Ugh.' Rae grimaced. 'Oh well. At least I found something. Let's see...' Rae walked in to the little building, curious of it's contents. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Umbra Posted January 17, 2009 Author Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 The small shop is packed with wooden shelves and boxes. The only real furniture is a desk on the other side of the room. A human wearing a long, red robe walks out from behind a shelf, and staggers backwards as he notices you. "You-you scared me there, young lady. I'm just closing the shop, packing up my most important wands, and heading off to the Tram. Stormwind isn't safe these days." He nods at you. "You want one of my wands, eh?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aesirson Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OoC: Just had to say it, but Shamans can't use wands right? Morthas looked around, no undead seemed to be targeting him but suddenly a geist jumped up and landed on his back. He felt to the ground and the geist started to slash his back with the razor-sharp claws. The imp tried to help by jumping on the geist but just one smash and the imp felt dead next to Morthas. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wuu. Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 Ooc: I may be stupid and all that... But wath the hell is going on? are we in the city now? I read everything and didn't knew where we were at, sorry for interupting the story Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
~The Red Crusader~ Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 "What the hell happened? They are faster now?" Wilfred asked himself, slashing one of the Undead's head underway. His sword was encased in blood. "God, give me strength to fend off these monstruous creatures!" he said, and felt renewed, even stronger than before. "I call upon your power, Lord, to vanquish these blasphemers!" the paladin yelled, and a holy light blasted one zombie. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Umbra Posted January 17, 2009 Author Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OoC: Kst80: Now they can. Also, try to not make up enemies as you go: What is a "geist" and what's its relation to the Scourge?Hidden: You're at the gates, currently being overrun by undead. Wilfred's holy light spread from one undead to another, injuring them and sending them back into their own lines. Suddenly, you see something moving on the ground where the dwarven defenders fell. One by one, their corpses rise and become one with the undead host. Necromancy... The ghost throttled with Morthas, and lifted him a few feet up in the air. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kyub Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OOC: If this is like a realistic WoW...shouldn't people be able to wield all weapons? O.o Just with different proficiency... IC:Rae mentally sighed. 'I should have guessed. A wand shop. Oh well, it's better than nothing.' Rae falsely grinned at the man. "If you have any, that is. I seem to be left without a weapon." Rae dug in her pockets, then froze. "Un...fortunately...I have no money." Rae grimaced. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wuu. Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 Ooc: Sorry. Hlyrax was slamming one undead into the ground after one "Come on! You can't win a head on head fight with a dwarf!" He said while rapidly turning slamming the head of another undead he saw a big sturdy undead coming right at him "Haha, if you think you can hurt me? Try it! And you will know that size matters not!" Hlyrax grabbed on to his big hammer and it started to glow "May light be your salvation!" Hlyrax ran towards the undead and hit it with his hardest he got, and it looked like the undead got somekind of an aftershock and fell down "Hlyrax did it again!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Umbra Posted January 17, 2009 Author Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OoC: Kyub: That reminds me of a hilarious comic where one of the main characters, a mage, is given a one-handed sword and can't manage to figure out how to work it. The shopkeeper eyed Raemire for a few seconds, then shrugged. "Eh. I've never had much business anyway." He went back behind a shelf, and came back a few seconds later with a thin metal rod. "A flametongue wand, one of my finest. You can pay me later. If you get to Ironforge after everything is over, ask for Feldric Wandmaker." Rae nodded and walked out. The undead seem to push back from the paladin's combined assault, and more defenders have joined the ranks. Suddenly, a terrible cry is heard from the walls as several archers fall down, their own arrows piercing their hearts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
~The Red Crusader~ Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 "What sort of magic is this? Do not surrender, fellow members of the Alliance! The light will give us the strength!" Wilfred yelled, and charged further into the battle, slashing around with his sword. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kyub Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 Rae walked out and inspected the wand. It was fairly long, red and when examined in the right light, looked to be on fire. She grinned. While walking back to the gates, she thought about the man. 'Feldric Wandmaker, eh? He seemed pretty nice. I might pay him back after all.' Interrupting her thoughts, she heard human screaming from the gates. 'Damn!' Rae quickly ran to the gates to see swarms of undead gracefully executing the Alliance soldiers, and archers being killed by their own arrows. She growled. Necromancy. Interrupting the battle, she brandished her wand in one hand, holding out the other. Wordlessly, she channeled her thoughts and power through the wand. A brown, hard totem appeared in her hand, which she quickly threw at the nearest undead. The totem soundly hit it's target, crushing the zombie's face and planting itself diagonally in the ground. A pulse resounded from the totem, drawing all close undead to it momentarily. When there were enough zombie scum crowded round it, it released a shockwave, destroying itself, and stunning the crowd of undead. Rae grinned. The wand took up slightly more power, but made up for it in spades in efficiency. 'Well...that was interesting. Now to find someone on our si-' Interrupting her thoughts, she saw a Paladin fighting the zombies at the gates. She ran to him. Being alone in a war wasn't a good idea. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Umbra Posted January 17, 2009 Author Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OoC: I'll log out for the night now: Try not to get too ahead of yourselves. (We don't want another Fallen City, do we?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wuu. Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 Ooc: Don't get cocky =) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Ixigo Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 Stormwind was always a city bursting with activity. Now, in the dust-paved streets of the Old Town, it was quiet. Or relatively quiet, at least, for the distant sounds of the King's speech were already echoing from the Cathedral. Seraighin tried to ignore them. Some lowlife degenerates from the horde probably mounting an assault, the citizens called to arms. Wouldn't be the first time. The Stormwind Guard and other so-called "heroes" could handle it. Suddenly, a charge of people swept past her, everyone talking and shouting at the same time. Seraighin ducked into an alleyway to avoid the human wave rushing against her, her trained ears picking up shards of conversation. "The Scourge! The Scourge is invading!" "The Light help us!" "Quick! We must hurry before the undead reach the city!" The Scourge. That meant there was only one path for Seraighin to take, and that was the quickest path to the Harbor, and from there away to wherever the first, and probably last, ship to sail from Stormwind would take her. She knew full well that when the entire military might of the Night Elves was reluctant to engage the Undead Scourge, those chaotic, disorganized humans, much less their midget Dwarven counterparts, would only break and flee before the Lich King's legions. Without wasting time, the rogue sped her way across the confusing back alleys of the Old Town, approaching the harbor. No longer had she reached the Harbor's entrance, though, than she was confronted with a pair of Stormwind guards. No matter how good she might be at disguising herself, she couldn't sneak her way past them in broad daylight. "I'm sorry, milady." One said, bowing his head slightly. He probably thought her to be one of those foolish, pompous Night Elf ambassadors to the Eastern Kingdoms. "We have orders to keep the docks closed to anyone without the King's written and signed permission." No way to circumvent that, then, and Seraighin was far from foolish enough to try - if she was going to die in this city, the Stockade's prisons were not her first choice to do so. She merely nodded and turned around. Well, if the docks were closed, the chances were slim she could slip out by either Tram or Gryphon. Damnit. "Hey, why are you standing there like a statue?!" A voice shook her out of her contemplation. "If you can fight, pick up a sword, otherwise, go help carry supplies!" A hand grabbed her roughly and pushed her ahead. Grimacing, Seraighin found herself once more amidst a swarm of noisy people making their way to the gates. She could either walk along - or be trampled along. Damnit all. Then, she saw them. In front of the opened gates, the stench of death emanating from their rotten bodies, legions upon legions of undead were pushing the defenders back. Dwarves and humans and Gnomes mostly manned the defense, dying valiantly against the overwhelming forces - but spellcraft and her own kin, as well as the exotic Draenei, still kept the invaders at bay. But for how long? I should have stayed in Ashenvale. Too late for that, though. With a sigh, twin blades appeared in her hands, and she smoothly slid her way along with the rest of the reinforcements, still trying to figure a way out of this mess. Even as the main force held a steady line, there were still multiple enemies roaming individually to fight. Spotting a couple of warriors standing back-to-back, fending off an onslaught of zombies, she decided she might as well lend a hand. Silently, she rushed up behind one of the cumbersome undead, and in the blink of an eye, the monster's head was on the ground, cleaved off from its head by her long daggers. Without halting her motion, she moved to the next opponent, decapitating the zombie with one clean strike, and then to the next. By the time the charge's attention shifted to her, five zombies had been once again sent to the next world, where they belonged. Now what? She had time to wonder, as a pack of undead started walking towards her. [[OoC: I'm ending this post here, which was basically my introduction. I'll wait for you to introduce some event I can react to, or if not, continue fighting as regular in my next post]] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kyub Posted January 17, 2009 Report Share Posted January 17, 2009 OOC: Well I'll be. Looks like you deserved the praise SGY heaped upon you ages ago. I remember ranting about that. =/ Oh well. I'm stealing your style. Sorry 'bout that. =P And Umbry, you remember that? T_T IC: Rae blinked as what seemed to be a shadow flickered amongst the Scourge, from one decomposing corpse to the next. She blinked again. Zombie after bloody zombie was falling around them. Rae smiled and held her wand with her teeth, eyes glinting with imminent disaster. Well then. I'm not losing to this thing. Rae channeled her magic quickly through the wand she held in her mouth, two totems appearing in her open hands. One glinted with the familiar, raw force of burning orange flickering flame. This she held in her right hand, red with the heat, but not burning. The other, stony, with an earthen fell and vines surrounding it. This she held in her left. She span and sent her left arm forward, the earthen totem crushing the ground beneath it and planting with a thud. Some zombies turned to look at the great pole thrown into their ranks. Seconds later, green vines sprouted from the ground beneath the menace's feet, holding them in place. And again! Before this act could register, the second totem was already soaring through the air, planting itself next to it's earth counterpart. Whisps of flame uncoiled from the fire totem, consuming the surrounding undead. The screams of undead filled the air. Raemire grinned. This battle was getting fun. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Final Fantasy Revolution Posted January 18, 2009 Report Share Posted January 18, 2009 Arael aimed his rifle-like, shining and glistening in the sunlight of high noon, at the army of drooling and bleeding army of undead soldiers still marching forward towards the city. The images of there cold and soulless faces were haunting all the way to the edges of Arael's very mind for moments, making hate them even more for trying to endanger these innocent people who have done nothing to deserve a fate as cruel as a cold dark death. "I will not tolerate such acts, I cannot let these people suffer more then they have. This war has to end..." He said to himself... Arael finally took his shot, this shell was different from his previously fired ones. It had an eerie green glow to it, and flew fast and sleek like it was an aircraft itself flying through the air. It hit on of the zombies and as soon as it hit he flew to the ground and was covered in vines and bark. Arael then slid down the latter all the way to the ground. He ran over to Lethein, drew his sword, and conducting a strong slash at one of the zombies... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Umbra Posted January 18, 2009 Author Report Share Posted January 18, 2009 OoC: "Vegeta, what does the scouter say about the role-play's quality level?"Seriously, this is getting better by the minute.Kyub: Yeah, I remember that. T'was in that RPG I've forgotten the name of with Zombies vs Fairies, right? IC: The everliving horde pushed on, moving cross the corpses of their fallen allies as gracefully as before, and you hear another shout from the wall. This time, Rae and Arael recognize it as captain Antherus' voice. "Aim for the spiders! They're climbing the walls!" Seraighin suddenly noticed something. The zombies fallen by her blades were still moving, shuffling and wriggling on the ground, as in terrible pains. But they were yet alive, and grappled the feet of unwary defenders, throwing them to the ground. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aesirson Posted January 18, 2009 Report Share Posted January 18, 2009 OoC: It's over NINE THOUSAAAAAAAAAAND!!!! Btw, Geists aren't made up: http://www.wowwiki.com/Geist Morthas felt that the creature was still holding him, but the hand that hold him was colder than before and it wasn't moving. When he looked up, he saw that the geist was pierced with arrows and that it barely could stand. He broke free from the ahnd and looked around, the city was now full of zombie masses. He sneaked into a house, it seemed empty, the inhabitants must already have fleed or, even worse, been killed by the zombie horde. He picked up his staff and drew a purple circle on the floor, then pushed his left hand to it and said: "I call upon you, mighty creature of the void! May your powers and knowing of the dark powers bestow the innocent peoples of this city!" As he stopped the sentence a black hole appeared and a dark creature that seemed to be made up by shadows appeared out of it. "You called, immortal... My name is Nazrac, voidwalker of the Twisting Nether..." Morthas moaned, the summoning had taken all his last powers out of him. He could barely stand up. "You must help... the Alliance against the Scourge!" He said.The voidwalker replied "As you wish, master..." OoC: I hope that it's okay that I summoned a voidwalker. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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