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"OPEN FIRE DAMMIT!" The rather clumsy and uncoordinated attack left more time to react than what the White Hand perhaps ideally would have given them. While a lot of the Night Elves in the back had scattered to move behind walls and support beams to gain cover from the shooters above, it did not matter much however as most of the gun barrels seemed to be trained at the largest target; Serphia, as well as Rithrynn and Vashi who were standing at her sides. Rithrynn, who had already prepared her bow and arrow, quickly aimed it and fired off a rapid shot at the chevaliers above! The arrow zoomed through the air towards the head of the chevalier on the furthest left and hit straight in his mask, right between his visors! Fortunately for the man, he escaped the near death experience as his steel mask was enough to stop the powerful arrow as it bounced off him, leaving a dent in between his eyes; but not without violently knocking his head backwards as he stumbled into the wall behind, accidentally discharging his rifle! Vashi was next to act, rushing in front of her mistress, Serphia, as well as Rithrynn, before conjuring a magical barrier between them and the group of chevaliers. As the remaining two shooters fired off their muskets, the bullets dissipated and lost all momentum as they passed through the barrier, the lead bullets merely plonking down on the barrack floor! The battle mage however launched a vicious fireball towards the group, which exploded as it crashed into Vashi's barrier, destroying it and launching sparks and fiery tendrils in every direction! While all of this was going on, Serphia had thrust one of her swords into the wooden beam next to her before she motioned to the Sentinel standing behind her to give her her spear. Holding it in one hand above her shoulder, she pulled the spear behind her while stepping forward before violently throwing the spear through the fiery inferno left behind by the combination of Vashi's barrier and the battlemage's fireball! The spear flew up to the second level, biting off a chunk of wood as it glanced the banister; before going straight up into the upper belly of the battlemage, a good portion of the spear tip chewing through his armor to penetrate his ribcage as he was thrown back! "I think you severely overestimated their defenses." Serphia commented to Sharon as she marched forward through the hall with long step, picking up her sword which she had buried into one of the nearby wooden beams. Up above, the remaining chevaliers had all sought cover from the arrows from the rest of the sentinels that now peppered the banister; either to reload their cumbersome flintlock firearms or to see to their wounded comrades. Walking into the corridor that Sharon had pointed at, the rest of the group followed shortly behind their captain, Rithrynn and Vashi still sticking close to Serphia. "What was the point of that climb if we're simply going back down again?" Came a slight complaint from Rithrynn as they spotted a door leading down to a staircase. "Unless you intended to get that little beardling to blow us into the core of this reef, then the climb was necessary." Serphia was quick to answer, kicking in the door only to stare down into a long drop through a deep shaft no less than seventy feet straight down, with only a small staircase no more than three feet wide built into the wall leading in a spiral down to the bottom! Taking a step closer to the edge, Serphia threw Sharon an odd look. "Did you say something about 'safety'?"

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"You idiot! Every fool within a hundred feet must have heard that explosion!" "Then let us not tarry." Serphia commented in a cool manner as the Captain walked past Alissah, ignoring the whining from the dwarf as she entered the barrack, shortly followed by the rest of her sentinels. The part of the barrack that they had entered featured a longer hallway with doors on either side, alongside the occasional banner, shelf and billboard featuring duties and events from washing lists to 'spring barbeque at Monday 17:30 in the southern tower'. "Your curious choice of hirelings makes me wonder if you have some kind of natural affinity towards danger, High Elf." Serphia spoke as she strode through the hallway of the barrack. Suddenly, a door to her right was opened as a White Hand sergeant, wearing a silk night gown and hat, appeared in it! "Who is the fool who discharged his weapo,-" *SMACK!* But the sergeant was immediately met by the backside of Serphia's armored fist as she brought it up into the man's face in a lightning fast strike! The sergeant was thrown back through his room, falling unconscious back into his bed! Kicking the door to his room shut, Serphia turned to look towards the rest of her sentinels. "Bar the doors, it should delay the reinforcements!" She announced to her sisters, all of whom quickly dispersed to either side as they grabbed everything from chairs, shelves to ripping planks directly out of the architecture to use them to block the doors around the barracks. Voices and activity could be heard from the other side of the many doors, some of the door handles beginning to move as the occupants of the room soon discovered that they were being barred in. Unsheathing her sleek elven dual swords, Serphia marched through the corridor with long strides, the rest of her sentinels finishing up the barricades of the doors to converge behind their Captain. Rithrynn and Vashi walked on either side of Serphia, Rithrynn with a bow and arrow at the ready. "What's that?" Serphia suddenly asked as they had traveled deeper into the structure of the castle, only to come across a set of heavy bronze doors directly to their left. Leaning her head slightly towards the High Elf on her shoulder, careful not to smother him, she pointed towards the doors with the tip of her sword. "You didn't tell me that they had a bunker inside the very castle."

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"You have to admit that it was kind of cool!" Rithrynn argued in her defense to the little High Elf positioned on her Captain's shoulders, extending her arms towards him in a gesture. "Who tha hell threw that bucket'o bloody paint?!" Silence immediately fell upon the crowd when the dwarf loudly announced his question. Rithrynn's head, which had been initially focused on Sharon, snapped around to look at the dwarf who looked like some poor attempt to appear as a ghost, being completely white almost from head to toe! Although he had succeeded in gaining the attention of every Night Elf on the platform, no one said a word. The most noteworthy amount of feedback the dwarf ever succeeded in gaining was a faint snicker coming from somewhere in the back of ranks of the Night Elves, his appearance clearly having inspired a level of restrained bemusement by the elves! Rithrynn and Serphia exchanged looks, before both of them suddenly gave Sharon a hard 'don't tell' look! "This is a stealth mission! Keep your voice down, dwarf!" Finally came some words from Serphia's mouth as the Captain looked down at Smokey, clearly determined to derail the entire conversation. Or, depending on your perspective, put it back on its original track! "We have a castle to infiltrate! Let us not wait around until the monkeys inside manage to discover us! Come!" And with that, the Night Elves, lead by Serphia, and closely followed by every other non-Night Elf in the party, began to make their way up through the precarious wooden scaffolding that was the only thing keeping them from entering a free fall from the walls of the castle and down the steep reef side! Fortunately, both of the Night Elves and perhaps for anyone else, there were no other workers visible on this side of the castle short of the Gnome Rithrynn had turned airborne. Arriving at an upper section of the scaffolding where a wooden ramp lead up onto the outer battlements of the castle, Serphia motioned for the rest of the group to halt behind her as they stood hidden between the wooden structure and canvas of the scaffolding. "We are about to enter the fort." Serphia said as she crouched down, her face turning to look down at the little elf on her shoulder. "Where do you think that little human damsel of yours is?"

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“Don’t push your luck.” Serphia said as she glared back down at the High Elf, any neutral features on her face having turned into a dark, serious expression. Eventually however, she choose to ignore the High Elf, however hard it might be considering the fact that he was quite literally sitting right next to her ear! “Let’s scale this reef today, girls! Get your asses in gear!” Serphia shouted to the rest of her sentinels as they began to crowd around the nearest wall. Armed with hooks and ropes, they began to ascend the rocky walls in three waves, with Serphia climbing alongside Rithrynn and Vashi in the first wave. Although one might have assumed that gravity would be holding the most sway over the Captain, Serphia was by far the fastest climber of the group. Moving almost like an animal up the cliffside, her hands flawlessly moved into small rock crevices or outcrops in the wall as she pushed herself up. Next to her, Rithrynn was struggling to keep up with her Captain’s acrobatic and ferocious climb, while Vashi was already beginning to trail behind. “Tardiness will not be tolerated!” Serphia sneered, suddenly pausing to reach down and grab Vashi before throwing her up ahead of her. Vashi flailed around with her arms as she hovered in the air for a second before she managed to get a new grip, and continued to climb; not daring to object to her Captain as they were hanging almost hundreds of feet above ground! “Y-yes, Mistress!” The climb only took some minutes before Serphia was the first one to reach the bottom of the scaffolding of the southernmost tower of the castle. With a great leap, she grabbed for the bottom of the wooden railing, before pulling herself up onto the wooden platform and immediately unsheathing her dagger. Eyes scanned her new surroundings, and quickly fell upon a lone Gnomish worker who was carrying around a bucket of paint. The Gnome, upon seeing the large and armed Night Elf suddenly leap up onto the scaffolding, immediately froze on the spot! Taking a few steps back, he opened his mouth. “H-h-hel… guar,-“ *THUMP!* But the Gnome was suddenly interrupted as Rithrynn had climbed up on the scaffolding behind him, before making a quick run to kick the Gnome in the back! The result was a ferocious kick where she punted the Gnome straight past Serphia and Sharon and completely off the safety railings of the wooden scaffolding! The Gnome’s terrified scream could be heard in the distance as he began to descend, before falling into the water far below with an audible splash. Serphia, with her dagger still in hand; gazed down from the scaffolding. It was impossible to see where the Gnome had fallen as the mist lay as a thick carpet across the harbor, but when she turned to look back at Rithrynn, a small smile had appeared on her lips. “Nice one, Syn’Dial. I will give you two points for the target, and three extra points for style.” Serphia said with a slightly bemused tone, and Rithrynn made a quick bow as the Captain walked past her. “Thank you, mistress!” Behind them, the rest of the sentinels would eventually reach the scaffolding and clamber onto. Vashi, who had managed to fall even further behind, eventually arrived with the third wave, despite having originally joined with the first. She was noticeably more shaken in her body compared to the rest of her sisters who seemed rather affected by the climb beyond some heavier breathing, and walked in slightly unbalanced posture. “Elune!” Vashi gasped when she got a glimpse down towards the seemingly bottomless drop into the fog from the scaffolding, to the point that Rithrynn had to quickly intervene and grab her as she began to lean dangerously to either side!

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D'aawww, i hope it gets better then ^_^ *Hugs teh Li!*

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liiii... ai haz free caekz if youz posts xD

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Serphia's eyes seethed with ire as she glared down at the little High Elf in her hood. "What exactly is it that you are getting at, High Elf?" Serphia asked with a contemptuous tone, clearly already beginning to regret accepting Sharon's request for him to accompany her. Perhaps it would have been better to leave him with Rithrynn, or even better; in Rithrynn's butt! "Huh?" Lithrielle shook her head at Alissah's sudden inquiry, tilting her head slightly as she looked back at the human. "I don't know what you mean. The boat's perfectly fine! Just because it was on land when we took it doesn't mean that there was anything wrong with it. I'm sure it's just your... yikes! We're taking in water!" "Ssssshhh, quiet down?" "What?" "Water!?" "We're sinking?!" Although Lithrielle, and perhaps Alissah, had been the first to notice it, it soon became apparent to the rest of the sentinels in the boat that there was indeed beginning to form a pool of ice cold water around their feet in the bottom of the boat. And that they were indeed about to sink! "Sssshhhheeeei... we need to remove the excess weight!" Lithrielle quickly reasoned, suddenly grabbing for the human, Alissah. Rithrynn barely had time to intervene before Lithrielle had the chance to attempt to throw Alissah off the boat by grabbing both of them! "No! Just row faster! We can make it!" Rithrynn argued, pointing towards the rocks by the reef that were only a few dozen feet away! "What is going on back there?" Serphia's voice sounded all of a sudden, the Captain having turned around to look back to see what the commotion was all about. For a moment, her gaze rested on Lithrielle, then on the pool of water forming below them in the boat, and then back up at the almost petrified Lithrielle. "Ehm... " "I thought you said this boat was in perfect condition!" "I... " "We need to get to land!" Rithrynn intervened yet again, waving her arms in front of her Captain to get her attention! Serphia, having little desire to swim, suddenly threw herself further back in the boat, pushing Rithrynn and Alissah to either side while simultaneously sitting on top of the frozen Lithrielle who had failed to move. Grabbing both of the oars while planting her feet in the wooden frame of the boat, Serphia began to row ferociously! As a result, the speed of the rowboat was immediately multiplied by no less than three, as they raced past the other rowboat towards the shores of the reef! With no attempt to break, the rowboat crashed onto the rocks; launching itself a couple of feet up into the air before landing onto the reef itself! The amount of seawater that had gathered at the bottom of the boat was quickly drained now as they were on land, and the sentinels, slightly stunned after the abrupt landing; departed the rowboat on either side. "Are you guys okay?" Sounded the voice of the other landing craft as the second group of sentinels alongside Smokey reached the shore of the reef shortly behind them. "We're fine!" Rithrynn was quick to answer, happily jumping off the rowboat while giving Lithrielle who was currently sporting Serphia on her lap an angry look. "I... sorry, mistress!" Lithrielle gasped as Serphia rose up from having used her as a seat. "You are lucky we've barely just begun our mission!" Serphia commented, before reaching an arm out to pull Lithrielle up and promptly threw her off the boat and onto land with a crash! Stepping onto the rocks of the reef herself, departing the rowboat in a much more graceful manner; Serphia rested her hands on her hips as she raised her head to look up at the menacing reef that loomed above them like a colossus. The climb ahead consisted of nothing less than a hundred feet straight-up climb on a jagged, darkened stone wall before they would reach the lowermost part of the scaffolding of the castle's battlements. "At least it's dry... " She commented at how the lack of waves had left the reef walls relatively dry. But upon not receiving any immediate response from Sharon, she turned her head to look into the side of her hood, realizing that she couldn't see the High Elf anymore! " ... High Elf?!"

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Serphia's eyes had narrowed to small slits as she glared after the two guardsmen after they had left, before she shifted her gaze back over to Liam. "What was that about?" She inquired, having noticed the hidden communication between the one guardsmen and Liam. Was Liam a spy, a secret agent sent to destroy their plan from within? What manner of sensitive information had he gleamed to the guard?! Was an attack imminent? "Maybe we should focus on getting that boat first? ... just an idea!" Came the careful suggestion from Rithrynn who had crept up on Serphia's side from behind. Fortunately for Liam, it was enough to take the Captain's immediate attention away from him as she turned to look down on Rithrynn instead. "Then look, Syn'Dial... " "No need to look, already found one!" Suddenly came the light tone from one of the Sentinels, Lithrielle, who was hanging over the nearby brick wall to one of the yards, her backside being the immediate visible part of her. Serphia, not wasting any time; immediately marched over to the nearby wooden gate attached to the wall. Unsheathing one of her swords, she brought it down towards the lock. But rather than attempting to slice the metal lock, she instead slashed at the very door itself; carving out a nice chunk of wood that contained both the lock and bits of the door itself. The place reeked with the smell of dead, decomposing fish; but as she looked across the yard, she quickly spotted the rowboats that Lithrielle had been talking about. * Moments later, the warband was scurrying down towards the docks. Serphia, with the tiny Sharon still in her hood, was leading the group. Behind her were two moving rowboats with multiple sets of legs strutting out from beneath them, as the rest of her warriors had been consigned to transportation duty! The exception was Liam, who was balancing two sets of oars as he lagged behind them all! As they approached the open dock, Serphia stopped. Raising her fist, she almost forgot that her warriors couldn't see her gesture from beneath the rowboats, and so quickly added a 'halt' to make them stop. It was enough to stop the first group, but the second group carrying their own rowboat ended up violently bopping into the first group's. "Would you idiots simmer down?" Serphia hissed annoyingly at her warriors behind her. "I can't see anything!" "Shut up!" Serphia sneered, before gazing out across the docks. A small mist had laid itself on the docks, limiting vision. Through the fog, she could barely see the lanterns hanging across the pier. As far as any additional guardsmen, there were none to be seen. "It's clear... follow me!" Scurrying across the wooden docks were a dozen of feet, carrying two heavily built fishing rowboats. "Why couldn't you find any lighter?" Rithrynn quietly complained to Lithrielle beneath their rowboat. "I was on a time pressure! Plus, they were unguarded!" "Still, you could have spent at least a minute more looking!" Running past and below the docks to a small rocky beach, the Sentinels were quick to set their newly acquired vessels to sea! Both of the two groups jumped into their respective rowboats immediately, leaving roughly four elves in each of them. Serphia happened to pick Rithrynn and Vashi's boat, as it rocked dangerously from side to side as the large Captain entered into it. Crouching down at the front of the boat as they began to slowly row towards the reef in the mist, Serphia slightly turned her head to face Sharon. "I hope you are right about the wards. Or else, the White Hand will be the least of your concerns!"

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li, you iz being slowpoke agains! ^_^

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As the now minuscule High Elf had jumped into her palm, Serphia would hold him up while gazing down at her little charge with a look that reflected as much amusement as it did curiosity. "Your life now in my hand - literally." Serphia spoke with a small smirk encroaching on her lips as her face lurked over Sharon. "Your trust is to me a compliment." Night Elves, being bigger than any other race in the room, really did make already shrunken individuals like Sharon feel notably smaller. Serphia on the other hand, who was more than a feet higher than her fellow Night Elves, was literally colossal in comparison to the tiny High Elf in her hand. Removing her butt from the table to stand up straight, Serphia lifted the High Elf up above her chest to perch him close to her neck by her shoulder. "Your warriors are ready to depart, mistress!" Rithrynn saluted as she looked to her Captain, but let a few glances slip to Sharon who was now in her possession. "Good. I have been itching to leave this hut." Serphia nodded to Rithrynn, before turning to the rest of her warriors that gathered around the table. "Sentinels of the Moon and daughters of Elune! Tonight we strike from the shadows at the heart of one of the human's proudest fortifications! The construction of the glorified mound of stone that they call 'Honor's Watch' was ordained by Elune as a test to our superior skill and experience! We are the Keldorei, ancient guardians of Ashenvale, and the deadliest; most proficient warriors in all of Azeroth! Those dull witted apes will not know what hit them! Ash'faladorei rhin 'O dei!" "Ash'faladorei rhin 'O dei!" "Ash'faladorei rhin 'O dei!" "Ash'faladorei rhin 'O dei!" The Sentinels cried out together in return to Serphia's little speech, and soon they all flocked towards the exit. Serphia was the first to leave the living room, marching on ahead with the rest of her sentinels in tow. One of the sisters stopped along the way to release the sleepy nightsabers from one of the side guest rooms in the corridor, and brought them together with them outside. While everyone else walked outside as if the goddess herself was watching them, Rithrynn scurried behind to grab the key by the door and locked it behind them. Serphia mounted the largest and meanest looking of the nightsabers, which was presumably her own personal mount. Vashi jumped on top of the saddle behind her, but as she swiped her arms in from high to grab a hold around Serphia's torso, the Captain immediately raised an arm to halt Vashi's hand. "Remember that we have a third passenger!" Serphia was quick to remind Vashi, who immediately lowered her arms to grip around Serphia's lower waist instead. "Sorry!" "I would hate to lose you before we even reached the castle." Serphia commented with a smirk as she glanced down at Sharon who was standing on her shoulder, before throwing the rest of her warriors an impatient gaze as they mounted up around them on their respective nightsabers. Rithrynn had already jumped onto Nisha. Nisha, although none too happy about being dragged out into the cold outside, did nonetheless seem quite content with the fact that she was the only nightsaber in the pack that did not have to carry two Night Elves+! "I quite enjoy these rides." Serphia suddenly commented with a low voice to Sharon, while gently shuffling her butt around in the saddle as she found a more comfortable position. "Technically, I have four extra passengers. While I may be looking after the two first, the latter two will be looking after my comfort." "I trust Falere and Shani are well at place in their new position?" Vashi asked with an optimistic voice. "I doubt I'd even be able to get them out at this point." Serphia chuckled softly while leaning back, before noticing that the rest of her sentinels were mounted. Moving her hands up to pull her cowl over her helmet, she soon leaned forward in her saddle once again as she grabbed the reins of her nightsaber! "Let's ride out!" What ensued was a tidal wave of feral nightsabers storming through the otherwise quiet streets of Stormwind! It did not take long for them to reach the stairs leading down to the harbor, where they charged down among the buildings and warehouses at lower levels! Keeping close to the walls and following the numerous narrow alleyways, Serphia eventually motioned for the rest of the sentinels to stop once they were just a couple of hundred feet away from the dock, and just beyond it; Honor's Watch. "We will leave the nightsabers behind. Saleen, find a place to keep them." Serphia instructed as she raised one leg over her saber's head to dismount alongside it. Planting her feet in the dirt, she walked a couple of steps away from her mount before glancing down at Sharon. "Since you are going to play the role of the prized adviser sitting right in my ear, do you have any inputs that you wish me to consider?"