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"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“Really?” Liaena muttered, looking distinctly unhappy as she stared up at the Night Elf. It could not be more obvious that Liaena was more in favour of the ‘go and squat in a ditch’ ploy from the squad, as opposed to unleashing them on her peers and the Cathedral in general.

“Sure, we can do that!” Kathlin said cheerily, completely missing – or ignoring – the dark stares she received from both Liam and Liaena at that comment. Turning, the girl started to carefully pick her way through the tombstones towards the shadow of the cathedral. “Careful where you step. It’s very slushy – muddy”

“What are you doing!? This is a terrible idea” Liaena hissed as she sped up to stomp alongside her, the girl completely uncaring of the dark mud coating her boots. Kathlin gave her an askance look. “If you’re going to stay in one of the guest rooms, Thea will want you to clean it”

“Thea’s going to have other things to worry about” Liaena shot back. Given the Night Elf fabled hearing, Rithrynn could probably hear her. However, the girl didn’t really care. “They’re going to trash the place”

“They saved me, Li. And Thea’s put up with you for five years, so it’s probably fine”
Kathlin waved away her friends concerns lightly, who shot her another black look. “Please, I am nowhere near as bad as a Night Elf. Also, I saved you. They just helped”

“…Hospitality is a fundamental responsibility of the church” Liam muttered, also sounding none too happy about it. Catching her arm as she stalked along, the boy also sent her an urgent look. “Li, where is Bella?”

“…..”

“….I saw her….go up a Night Elfs butt” Liaena muttered as she stopped short, to rotate slowly to stare back at the group of elves. In the dark, the group looked like nothing more than a few odd shaped lumps with pointy ears attached. “I’m not sure which one”

“You what?”

“It’s okay dear. I get the impression it’s fairly normal in their culture. Like a…gesture of affection or something”
Kathlin soothed the priest, who looked even more unhappy with this explanation. “I don’t….but why?"

“Well, Bella always does like to make herself available” Liaena remarked scathingly as she turned to Rithrynn, who had caught up with them by this point. “Ri, one of your girls got my colleague stuck up her butt. Do you mind getting it back? I assume they’re not into humans”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“It was a nice ship” Liaena said regretfully as she followed Rithrynn’s line of sight. The little girl looked a bit bedraggled and rather wet, but else none the worse for wear from her narrow brush with certain cannon-balley death. “At least it was a good way to go”

“…Lets go home” Kathlin said softly, evidently with no interest in giving a fitting obituary to The Bull in favour of looking up at the steep stone walls of the cathedral with relief.

“Maaaaybe. Maybe not” Liaena said quickly, as she turned around to look at Rithrynn. “You lot probably shouldn’t come with us”

“Why?”

“…Like we wanted to enter that pit of heresy, pfft…”

“Because.” Liaena ignored the smirking Aleena as she continued. “You guys are Public Enemy No. 1 as far as the city is concerned. You just attacked the White Hand”

“….Who were cultists”

“….who were cultists, sure. But we kinda need to tell the city that, before they stop trying to arrest you” Liaena acknowledged. “And it’ll be a lot of easier if you lot don’t rack up a load of felonies resisting arrest in the process, so you need to hide, or…”

“They don’t need to hide” Kathlin spoke up quietly at this point. The girl was still staring up at the Cathedral as she spoke. “They could claim sanctuary, Li”

“Sanctuary?” The girl gave her companion an odd look. “….what, that defunct old thing?”

“….Noo, it’s actually still valid” Liam said slowly. “It might cause a bit of a stir….but this is the church. Tradition is never defunct”

“Hrm. Okay” Liaena said, clearly unconvinced by the entire concept as she turned back to Rithrynn. “So I suppose you could come with us, but it gets a bit politically and it’s a whole thing. Or…you could go hide in a ditch for a few days. That sounds like an easier solution to me”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“I don’t know why we didn’t do this to begin with. Oh well. I suppose this is kinda more dramatic” Kathlin remarked whimsically as she took a step towards the portal before looking back at Liaena. “Coming, Li?”

“…..”

“Speaking of more dramatic…”
The girl mumbled as she studied the empty doorway where Liaena had recently stood. Liam turned to cry out in annoyance as next to them, another Night Elf tiptoed through the portal as it was actually a ring of fire. “Oh for the love of the Light! It’s not as though we’re about to be blown to bits, or anything!”

“Hm. Yeah. I should probably go and remind her about that”

“You should not. We are leaving”

Liam returned emphatically as he took Kathlin’s hand to start dragging her towards the portal. Kathlin lagged behind him, with many backward glances as a volley of blows rocked the ship and the room they were in started to list dangerously. To the Bull’s credit, it stormed on, the engine still at full steam ahead. “But what if the ship explodes?”

“Then she probably caused it”

“But what if --”

“Dear, I fully understand your concern. Let me explain to you how this is all going to be okay” Liam cut off his companion as he turned to lay a comforting hand on her shoulder. “First, the most important thing is – whoops! My bad”

The last line coming accompanied with a cunningly placed shove, the priests movement was assisted by a further listing of the ship as both humans tumbled through the portal to land with a hard thud. The heat of the ship was replaced in an instant with a cold wintery night wind, and their landing at least was cushioned by several groaning, cursing, Night Elves.

“There we go! Success! Mission accomplished!” Vashi declared happily to her distinctly more unhappy fellows. Scrambling to her feet, Kathlin was met immediately with Rithrynn looming in front of her. “….Soooo, where’s Li?”

“Uhm…” Kathlin muttered, glancing around the dark square they found themselves in. Taking as good a stab as their geographical location as she could, the girl pointed meekly towards the north, in the general direction of the harbourside. “Over there”

*

“It’s a shame really. I always wanted a warship”

Liaena remarked to nobody in particular as she surveyed her handiwork. Lacking the vast amounts of TNT that she had lost to the confrontation with Sherpa in the catacombs, the girl had instead chosen to jury-rig a smaller chunk of plastic explosives bulked out by several potions tied onto it, stuck onto the door to the forge. Picking up one end of the long fuse attached to the makeship device, the girl fumbled for her tinderbox to strike a spark at one end. “It’s a fitting end, at least. She should take at least one of those with her”

“CAW!”

*BOOM BOOM BOOM*

Liaena was broken out of her reverie by a very, very angry squawk from her pocket. It was followed a moment later by several more explosions that rocked the ship. One caused a particularly loud crash, followed immediately by a further listing and a gushing sound of water flooding in. “Okay, okay. I’m going….”

“…..”

Looking down as water started to seep into the room she was standing in, Liaena suddenly came to the conclusion that for once, a rapid retreat might indeed be in order. Turning to run back down the corridor towards the room containing the portal, she could not resist one final jab at her reluctant ally. “…needy bird”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“Ehhhh….that’s never going to work. Sorry” Kathlin said consolingly to the Captain, who was turning steadily more and more pale as his frantic orders were met with nothing but silence and the ship continued to churn through the waves at top speed towards the exit to the cove.

“He’s right! We’re going to crash…” Liam groaned as he watched the rocky walls loom closer and closer. Kathlin stepped up beside him to follow his gaze.

“Hm. I wonder if this would count as shielding the ship, or shielding the wall”

“What?”

Thrusting out a hand, a glimmering shield appeared between the prow and the rock wall. Kathlin was promptly knocked back with a jerk that appeared to wind her as with a loud squeal the boat crashed into it, sliding along the smooth barrier rather than the tearing out huge chunks of its side on the craggy rock wall to plunge into the tunnel. The shield flickered out of existence as Liam supported his companion, eying askance another corner that was looming fast as he braced himself. “Well…this is going to hurt”

-BANG-

-BONK-

-SQUEEEEEEAAAAALL – BANG!-

“FULL STEAM AHEAD!”

Liaena screamed as she came flying up from below decks, Vashi hard on her heels, the elf would have been well ahead if not for the uncomfortably low ceilings. “Rithy! Rithy! I found an Engine!”

“YES THANKYOU, I NOTICED!” Liam roared back at her. Both of the priests were looking decidedly the worse for wear at this point, with Kathlin in particular struggling to keep her balance. “We can’t take much more of this!”

“We…we’re nearly out” the captain gasped. The man looked torn between resigning himself to death and clinging desperately to life as the exit to the cove loomed in front of him. Then, he saw what lay outside and promptly decided on the former. “No no no, wait! Wait! Hostage! Hostage!!”

“Ramming speed. I heard ramming speed” Liaena mused to herself as she stared out at their welcoming committee, before turning around to look at Rithrynn. “Target acquired, Rithy?”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Scrutinising the massive battleship that the Night Elves had seen fit to commandeer, Liaena looked up to give Rithrynn a sweet smile. “It’s what I’m going to go and fix”

“…Right”

Peering after the human as Liaena disappeared below deck after Vashi with a distinctly purposeful touch to her stride, Rithrynn turned back to the deck to see Kathlin and Liam with a coil of rope, the former fashioning a safety line to tether themselves both to the mast.

*

Heading down into the belly of the ship close on Vashi’s heels, Liaena emerged into a large room with a huge furnace set into one wall. Mounds of coal sat to one side in huge crates, and pipes lined all the walls and ceiling of the cavernous room. The Night Elf stood in front of the open door to the furnace, bending down to peer experimentally into the interior. “Sooooo…fire. Fire is good?”

“Steam. Steam is good” Liaena corrected the elf as she peered up at the large boiler set above the furnace. “Give me a boost, would you?”

Peering down at the little human quizzically, Vashi eventually shrugged her shoulders as she bent down to pick up Liaena effortlessly, lifting her up to one of the valves leading into the boiler. Unbolting it, Liaena leaned in with one arm until her fingers touched the cold dampness of the interior. “Well, it’s full, at least”

“Why would you build a ship, and then put water in it? You humans make no sense…” Vashi muttered, still holding Liaena as she carefully produced a vial out of Rithrynn’s bag, studied the writing on it and then uncorked it to pour it into the tank. And then another. And another. “Waddya doing?”

“Lowering the boiling point” Liaena said conversationally as she slammed the valve shut and bolted it, then slid down the Night Elf to point into the forge. “Now, how about a fireball? Right there please?”

“…..”

Studying the little girl for a moment, the indignity of being ordered around by a human was eclipsed by the promise of fire and boom as a smile lit up the elfs face like a schoolgirl and she stabbed a finger into the centre of the forge before snapping her fingers. Fire blossomed from her fingers and filled the inside of the metal cavity as Liaena slammed the door on it, filling the forge with the heat of a raging fire in a moment. 90% of whatever diluted chemical concoction that now filled the tank above vaporised in a moment, followed by the additional 10% a moment later as the tank, as well as the pipes that filled the room started to groan and buckle under the pressure.

“What’s going on? How come we’re not moving?”

Vashi muttered, the elf looking more like a lost puppy as she stared around the engine room of the ship that was indeed, going nowhere. Liaena wandered over to a control panel containing a lever that contained an array of settings including ‘full reverse, neutral, full ahead’ and multiple different options in between. It was currently set to ‘neutral’ as she gripped the handle firmly to shove it right into the ‘full ahead” option. “Cuz I haven’t given permission yet”

“Wut?”

*CLANK*

-VWOOOOSH-

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Light, I suck

I've been trying to get a free evening this week, but somehow it never happened. I will try and be more reliable next week. Really.

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“Oh for Lights sake…do I have to babysit everyone!?”

Cursing and clutching her burned hand, Liaena turned to chase after Sathrielle and Bella, the former making every effort to make good her escape in the small amount of time allowed her due to the surprise attack. However, the girl barely took a few steps before she stalled, wide eyed – before starting to backpeddle, as several large, purple, Night Elf butts soared through the air towards her.

Directly in the path of the flying butts, Sathrielle also stared up at the oncoming storm as if in a trance – before collecting her sense moments before impact to vanish in a faint ‘pop’ as Bella, now left alone, twisted around to search haplessly around for her erstwhile abductor. “Noooo! Take me too! Take – “

-THUDTHUDTHUD-

In a beautiful display of accuracy on behalf of the Night Elves, Bella disappeared deep into a purple butt as a Night Elf – who happened to be Aleena – crashed down on top of her. Liaena, who had stalled a few paces away, studied the place she had once been dubiously.

“I suppose this way, I don’t have to listen to her any more. Silver lining?”

“By the Light…what just happened!?” Liam’s agitated voice came from behind her as he strode past Liaena to help up Kathlin. That girl appeared even more dishevelled than previously, but only slightly shaken as she let him pull her to her feet. “It’s all right dear. I’m used to it”

“She is” Liaena acknowledged this absently as she turned away…before swinging back with a frown. “….what’d you mean ‘dear’?”

“Hey RITHRYNN! Er…LIEUTENANT!”

One of the sentinels that had gone off to commodore ships yelled from the deck of the biggest, flashiest sailing ship in the harbour, over towards Rithrynn and the group of elves and humans. “I got us a boat! See! And a….boat driver. Do we want it?”

To demonstrate her point she held up a very ruffled sailor in her other hand, the man having apparently accepted his fate and now hung limply in her grip.

“That’s a bit…big” Liam ventured, standing just behind Rithrynn as he studied the war ship, all sails, and cannons, and requiring at least 50 men to crew it. Kathlin also followed his gaze as she stood beside him.

“Well, they are Night Elves. They’re big”

“Yes but…” Liam laboured on, anxious to make his point. “There isn’t any wind in here. How are we going to get out? Who is going to row...? …”

“……”

Liaena sighed, leaning over to speak to Liam quite slowly and elaborately, as though to a small child. “Don’t ask those kind of questions in front of the Night Elves, Gray. You might not like the answer”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Sooo I got married last weekend ^_^

Having a holiday, but won't have much time for posties because of uh...reasons. I'm not going to be around this week, but will be back next :)

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“I will not question the judgement of my allies, so long as they work”

“I’m not sure judgement comes into it, but they usually do” Kathlin responded as she eyed the struggling heap of bodies. Stepping slightly closer, she reached down to tap a human arm that was sticking out of the mess gently. “Are you all right dear?”

“Auuugh…of…course. Never better!” Liam gasped from somewhere inside the Night Elf heap. There was a slight shifting of the pile as one of the booted feet emerging twisted into a new position. “…I definitely haven’t broken my back. I think”

“Would you GET OFF! Before you crush the prisoner!” the very annoyed tone of Liaena emanated from the centre of the pile. Unlike the more lanky Liam, the little girl was only revealed to the world when Aleena finally staggered to her feet, curled into a ball to protect the arch-mage who had narrowly avoided being flattened to a pancake…or disappearing up the bum of a Night Elf. “Jeez…I thought you lot were supposed to be graceful”

“How did you get that cut, Ma’am?” Kathlin chimed in at this point, tapping Aleena lightly on the lower arm as she spoke – being unable to reach her shoulder. The girl was peering up at the Night Elf as she spoke, at the cut left behind by Sherpa’s runeblade. “You should get that looked at. It looks infected”

“Should we be worried about the soldiers down here?” Liam muttered as he struggled to his feet. Liaena glanced at him briefly.

“No. Let the Night Elves handle it. It’s what they’re here for”

“….Yes, that’s why I’m worried about them”

“Could you uh, please crouch down a bit Ma’am? It’ll only take a moment” Kathlin was continuing to try and stall Aleena from heading into the middle of the docks for some much needed ass-kicking. The other Night Elves were busy chasing down the remaining White Hand by this point, leaving the four humans (plus one miniature) and Aleena being the only ones lingering by the elevator.

Liaena turned away at this point, to stare out over the docks. “So. I want a ship”

“Of course you do” Liam muttered as he trailed along behind, the girl stalking along with an air of purpose. “Do you know how to sail one?”

“More or less” Liaena responded dismissively. Liam eyed her with a look of deep mistrust at that one, before glancing back at Aleena.
“Do they know how to sail?”

“….Maybe?”

“…..”

“Uh…Ma’am?” Liam turned to call over to Rithrynn, as she blitzed through the terrified dockhands that were scattered around the area, some having only just picked up crude weapons with which to defend themselves. “We…may need someone with seafaring experience. Could you…requisition one?”

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“Yes! Of course!” Liam gasped out, although clearly being slightly crushed by Rithrynn’s powerful grip. A moment later a sense of weightlessness enveloped the elf, as their downward plunge ended abruptly to start drifting gently down the vertical shaft.

“ELUUUUNE – gotcha!”

One of the Night Elves in a rapid downward plunge, grabbed onto the far slower moving Rithrynn’s foot. The ensuing jerk could easily have dislocated the elfs ankle if not for the protection of her stiff leather boots, and caused the group to start descending at a much more rapid rate, the sentinel swinging from Rithrynn like a pendulum.

“This – is not – the intended use – for this – spell ” Liam muttered shakily, beads of sweat visible on his forhead as he sustained the spell. Liaena shot him a glance, before stretching down to grab the sentinel hanging off Rithrynn, as that elf began floating also.

“He’s saying you’re too fat, Rithrynn”

“I’m not!” Liam protested nervously, glancing at Rithrynn as if she was about to gut him on the spot for the implied insult. As he looked around, the tattered end of the severed elevator cable caught his eye as they drifted past it “…oh dear”

“Look out below, monkies!”

“Haaaaai-yah, Rithrynn!”

With wild war cries, the two sentinels that had been slithering with lithe dexterity down the cable reached the end of it to launch themselves at the floating mess of bodies drifting down the shaft. Liam yelped in pain, as a set of steel-clad boobs rammed themselves into his face, and Liaena bit out a curse as one of the elves ended up sitting on her head. The group were now once again moving far more rapidly under the increased weight “Move your ass!”

*

“Oh, that’ll be the others coming” Kathlin observed quietly, more to herself than Alissah as she peered up the shaft they were descending. The battle cries of the Night Elves was unmistakable, along with the occasional yell she attributed to Liaena. The noises were also becoming rapidly…louder.

Glancing down, the end of the shaft was not so far away now, and becoming closer slowly but surely. Another look up again decided the matter for her as she tightened her grip on Alissah. “Bit of a bump coming up, mmkay?”

“What?”

Cancelling the levitation spell, Kathlin fell no more than about three metres as she landed with quite a hard bump on the stone floor at the bottom. The dwarf, who had been peering up the dark shaft with some bemusement at the shrieks from above, did a double take to point his blunderbuss at the pair as the girl rapidly backed away into the corner of the shaft. “Ey! Stand still, or –“

-CRASH-

Moving slightly slower, but a much greater load of Night Elf and human crashed into the floor in the middle of the shaft, blocking Kathlin and Alissah into one corner…and attracting the attention of just about every soldier inside the harbour.

“So much for elven grace and agility…”

Liaena winced, refraining from any number of foul comments as she tried to ease her way out of the situation she had fallen into, which was as it happens under a Night Elfs butt. “Rithrynn….just go and do what you do best, would you?”