Rithy

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“Could you requisition… one?”

“Pfff, it’s just boats!” Rithrynn would reply to Liam’s concerns, the Sentinel giving the human a rather humored look as she motioned towards the collection of boats by the dockyard.
“It’s not like you need any great experience or prior knowledge to make the thing float; it’s doing so already!”

Rithrynn would reply, full with confidence as she marched down towards the pier of the small harbor. Any opposition that may have been mounted by the White Hand in that area was either unconscious or had already fled into the warehouse.

Why spend time trying to break into the warehouse when they could just untie one of the smaller vessels and sail with that?

Two of her sisters, alongside Liam and Liaena, had already left the elevator and were now walking along the small docks.

“Move your lazy butts, and let’s get out of here. Lithriell, get the Watergate open, the rest of us will ready our ship!” Rithrynn instructed Lithriell, sending the Night Elf off to open the gate to the cove that the dockworkers had closed earlier.

Looking behind her and towards the elevator, Rithrynn would motion for the rest of her sisters to hurry up and get out of the elevator, something which seemed to be taking them a very long time!

“Aaiii!”

But a sudden, small shriek from Liaena as something burnt her hand made Rithrynn immediately turn to look down towards Liaena who was standing next to her, though not in time to see the smaller Sathrielle before she had already disappeared with Bella!

“Are you alright?” Rithrynn would ask as she looked down at Liaena.

*
“Great, I missed the battle because of you… “ Aleena would complain as she glared back down at Kathlin, the Night Elven warrior obviously none too happy about being held back, especially not because of a minor flesh wound. Gazing out from the elevator with an annoyed look, she would finally let out a defeated sigh before sheathing her scavenged Runeblade on her back.

All around them in the elevator shaft were still the rest of the Night Elven sentinels lying about, groaning in misery as they each struggled to get back up, if however very slowly. It was by far harder for the ones who had ended up on the bottom of the pile, having to suffer everything from pointy shoulderplates to grinding butts!

But as the Night Elf was about to sit, to allow Kathlin to treat her, one of Aleena’s ears would suddenly twitch!

She heard the echoes of a voice coming further down up the shaft, alongside a series of heavy clanking as something came falling down towards the. She looked up, only to see a bungled heap of bombs fall down towards them at high speed! She immediately reacted, grabbing Kathlin and pulling the girl into her and away as the heavy iron bombs crashed into the floor, rather than potentially crushing the girl’s head!

Aleena would look down at Kathlin, to see if the human was alright; before noticing Kathlin’s gaze, which was focused on the series of bombs now lying right in the middle of the shaft between them.

…

LIVE BOMBS!

“GRENADES!” Aleena would immediately cry out to the rest of her sisters in the elevator shaft!
“GET AWAY!”

Her sisters, who had originally been rather slow at getting up from the pile’o Night Elf only seconds earlier, would now suddenly react almost immediately; shooting up from the floor in a chaotic flight as they heard the word ‘grenade’, and rush towards the exit of the elevator in a flurry of pointy ears, flying hair and waving arms!

Aleena, noticing that Bella seemed to be almost be in a sort of trance as the girl stared at the fuse of the explosives intently, decided to grab the human and pull her out with her as she followed her sisters in their frenzied escape!

On the outside, Bella and Sathrielle could do little more than watch as five large, full-sized Night Elves plus one Kathin suddenly emerged from the elevator to jump and run right towards them; none of them seeming to have noticed the two tiny creatures right in the middle of their path!

Vashi was the last one to leave the elevator, only turning around to erect a magical barrier to shield her fleeing sisters.

*BOOOM!*

As the bombs went off, the fiery explosion produced by the black powder bombs would shoot out from the elevator and into the emergency barrier erected by Vashi. But the bombs had been too close, and the time to prepare had been too little, and so the explosion was only hampered ever slightly by the barrier, causing Vashi to be thrown back, alongside a good number of her sisters as they all began to fly forward through the air instead – and falling right towards Bella and Sathrielle!

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i don't think we should go by turn, considering that we have 5+ people in this RP :P (technically at least)

i'm a proponent of using a combination of longer posts(like when switching scenes, doing something special, mini-venture away from group) combined with shorter, faster posts(to facilitate exchange between characters and help create IC discussions, character development etc).

for all I care, people could post after just a single other member has made a post(like to create a discussion or fight scene) :P

i accept posts even if they're just 5 lines, like when your character is simply replying to someone.

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<Snipped quote by Rithy>

RP's go like this. Just go with the flow.

@SgtEasy

that's just me, I get antsy very quickly :P

i've got somewhat of a track record for nagging slowposters, though i have grown more accepting(and patient... probably) as i've grown older ^_^

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it became very quiet here all of a sudden

two days and not a beep :P

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lol, you butted my post, sgt xD

no worries, I was able to edit it. though adrianne's meeting with thrallindor might be described as less than ideal xD

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"I don't want to see another daemon come crawling out of your poor head and rip the ship a new ass, most certainly not something I want to see happen again. No offense intended, just a security consideration."

Adrianne's eyes had already fallen on Stukov before he had even began to speak, as if she had sensed the question before it ever came.

Feeling the clear discomfort of the armsman, presumably because he now had the full attention of a psyker, Adrianne choose to ignore it instead and answered his question in a disaffected voice, her expression looking more bored than anything.

"The chance of any daemon to come crawling out of my head is equal to the chance of daemon coming out my own ass." She answered, as if she had heard the question a thousand times before.
"Scrying is one of the safest things I can do related to the warp. It requires minimal interference on my part; only that I listen. Even now, in this very room, I can already sense the eldritch energies passing through it."

She would explain to the concerned armsman, before doing him a favor and looking another way. But as Inquisitor Zhevon began talking about his null-rod, Adrianne would suddenly send him a subtle glare for a moment; as if the inquisitor had just said something that had gravely insulted the psyker!

But she said nothing, and the sudden expression of emotion would be brief for Adrianne, before her face returned to its neutral, disaffected expression.

"My armor is neutral, representing no affiliation beyond imperial. A change will not be necessary." Adrianne explained in her calm, almost monotonous voice as she gazed out across the rest of the room. Her armor, although fancy and not very subtle, did not link her in any way or form to the inquisition, except for a badge at the side of her ornate chestplate which she could easily remove at will. At best, people would realize she was a psyker, and the natural reactions would follow.

"As for not scaring any of the local peasantry, I'm afraid I won't be able to help with that. It's sort of a specialty, a natural talent of mine. Comes with the profession."

Adrianne would speak at Zhevon's mention of weapon concealment. The psyker, who originally been leaning against the doorway, would suddenly step forward as she looked at the inquisitor.

"The scrying ritual will take me some time if I am to get any good results. I will therefore start immediately." She said, gently holding out her hand; causing her staff which was leaning against one of the tubes to float into her hand.
"As for leaving the rest of this briefing, do not worry. With so many impressionable, open minds in this room, I might pay you a mental visit during the ritual."

As she said so, an almost unnoticeable, near-invisible little grin appeared at her otherwise stoic lips as she gazed out across the rest of the people in the room, before Adrianne would then turn around and walk out of the briefing room.

But as she did so, with her focus still being on the rest of the crew members; she had failed to notice Thrallindor just as the short squat was entering the room at the same time!

Due to his small stature, Adrianne would fail to notice the small creature, causing her to crash into him with her knee and stumble forward; barely managing to regain her balance by clinging onto a wall!

"Aaahhhh!!" She screamed out loud with a surprisingly sharp, high pitched voice; spinning around to look at the creature she had just kicked over! The psyker's face was twisted in a furious grimace, her eyes were shooting out small sparks of seething warp energies, and her left was hand burning was with a menacing, purple flame as she turned to face him!

But when she recognized Thrallindor, the flame immediately died out as soon as it had appeared, and Adrianne threw him a furious stare.

"Cursed midgets, may they all burn in the warp!" She muttered below her voice, before turning around and stomping angrily away from the briefing room; to head towards her own, quiet little compartment of the ship to begin her scrying ritual.

Preferably without running into any additional midgets on the way!

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

lolz, i just realized i managed to completely confuse kathlin and liaena xD

derp!

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Aleena's eyes widened as her own sword shattered before her eyes, leaving her flabbergasted and momentarily stunned. This left her unable to react in time to the incoming runeblade, which cut into her shoulder; causing her to stagger backwards with a cry of pain as the tip of the runeblade became gorged in dark, purple blood emanating from the wound.

"How did he do that?!"

Throwing a quick glance at her saber, the remaining half still in her hand, she couldn't understand what had just happened. Her saber had been of the finest elven craftsmanship, albeit just steel, but good steel nonetheless. She had slain both beast and demon with it, but the Death Knight destroyed it in less than three hits!

Tossing the destroyed saber away, realizing that there was no time to mourn the loss of her favorite weapon, she instead drew the blood forged Runeblade she had looted from the peculiar Death Knight earlier.

Swinging the runeblade around, she brought it to bear against Sherpa's own, as the two runeblades clashed mid air.

"Sar O'din theran Felynh'yer sin!(your deranged kin doesn't deserve to live!)" She snarled back at the Death Knight as she engaged him with a cursed blade of her own.

"Alein mithrell, selin!(fall back, sisters!)." Sounded Lithriell's voice as she ran through the room, accompanied by Vashi and the last remaining sentinel.
"Vilein feladora opei!(We cannot stay here!)"

Without hesitation, the three Night Elves all rushed through the heavy brass doors of the elevator to jump down the elevator shaft! Though in their hurry, they crashed together as they tried to all grab on to the elevator cable, causing them to tumble down the shaft instead.

"Ol letheran vifei!(We are not finished!)." Aleena snarled as she glared at Sherpa as they locked runeblades with each other, before kicing him back and breaking the stalemate! As she did, she would turn around and sprint in the opposite direction, towards the elevator, and throw herself down the elevator shaft.

During their fall, Vashi had managed to conjure a desperate levitation spell that slowed their drop. But as Aleena came plummeting from further up and down on their heads with her butt, the spell would weaken as they suddenly tumbled down the elevator shaft at a much greater speed, cursing, shrieking and desperately trying to speak to each other in Darnassian!

*

Rithrynn let out a groan, pulling her arm out from under one of her sisters who had landed on it. The landing could have been worse, if it hadn't been for the dwarf which had acted much in the way of a collision pillow for her.

" ... do we still have the prisoner?"

"Prisoner?" Rithrynn repeated, staring emptily at Alissah for a moment, before turning to look around for Liaena, whom she found lying under one of her sisters.
"I gave her to you... "

Rithrynn said as she looked at Liaena, trying to see the prisoner, which was not easy what with half of the human already being under a Anastia's butt. But the noise from outside the elevator shaft soon demanded her attention, as the chevaliers were approaching to see what the commotion was about.

Not wasting anymore time to look for the tiny prisoner who at that point could only be goddess knew where, Rithrynn would quickly rise to her feet, drawing her sword and dagger as she stepped over her sprawled sisters and rushed out of the elevator shaft. Alongside her was one of her sisters, who had yet to draw her own weapon following right behind her.

Rithrynn met the first chevalier not long after leaving the elevator; the chevalier seeming just as surprised to see her coming out from it!

She had little intention of giving the chevalier any time to think the situation over, immediately attacking him. The chevalier, however, managed to parry her first attack with his rapier. But before Rithrynn could take any further actions against him, she heard a voice behind her.

"Ri, go low!"

Rithrynn didn't have time to try to interpretate what her sister was trying to say, but out of instinct trusted her and dodged low. Fortunately she did, for just a split second later, a large oar came swinging over her head and hit the chevalier square in his mask, knocking the poor man senseless and back into the ground!

"Nice one... " Rithrynn smirked as she watched her fallen foe, nodding to the oar-wielding sentinel behind her.

Back in the elevator, Anastia smiled down at Liaena.

"Thanks for the catch, that could almost have been painful." She giggled ever so slightly as she began to lift her butt up from the disheveled human beneath her. But she had barely even managed to rise a few inches, until another set of voices could be heard. Anastia only had time to look up, before Vashi and three other sentinels plummeted down from the shaft above, landing right on top of Anastia; and by extension Liaena; burying the former two souls!

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Adrianne had chosen to stand during the brief presentation of the mission, leaning back against the doorway as she watched the pictures intently; appearing not to even blink at all.

Apparently they were to travel to a pleasure world, yet for some reason, Adrianne had a lingering suspicion that their visit was not going to be quite so pleasant.

She had been on a pleasure world two times before. Once as the personal scryer of a rich noble, and relegated to merely sit and watch as he ventured out on the most extravagant and sometimes bizarre fancies. She had experienced that when men of great power and wealth chose to live out their deepest desires and fantasies, things had a tendency to become rather weird. The second time she had visit a pleasure world on her own, she could not remember much of her stay whatsoever; which was perhaps for the best.

But this was the first time she had ever heard of the world Frieri II.

"Any questions so far?"

She remained quiet as Osilus asked the first series of question, watching the interrogator with an uninterrupted gaze. She was not fond of interrogators, nor their crude and primitive ways of extracting information. In her eyes, they were more like butchers, turning their victims into slabs of meat and content if they only got as much as a glimmer of truth or information from them.

They had no finesse, no eloquence; their brute methods befitting little more than the primitive greenskin race.

The mind was to them an enigma, they failed to appreciate the subtle details of the human mind. Sometimes, the best interrogation was the one the subject didn't even realize was happening at all. The mind was such a susceptible and vulnerable thing, and if touched in the right spot, the individual might belch out all he ever knew without much effort.

As Osilius finished his questions, Adrianne was quick to take the moment to speak.

"I can scry the planet's sphere for an abnormalities, tensions or arcane influences. If this missing page is of any major importance or significance, it is bound to leave ripples in the psychic weave of the planet's population." Adrianne explained while looking between Osilus and Zhevon with her usual stoic expression, before focusing her gaze on the latter.

"If I may ask, Inquisitor. What was the median age of the missing guardsmen?"

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“What are you lot waiting for? Take him – and get moving!”

"I´m already carrying one human, what do you expect me to do? Carry all of Stormwind all of a sudden?" Rithrynn inquired in a slightly annoyed tone at Liaena´s request, the Night Elf already balancing the limp body of Sathrielle under her arm while looking at Liam as if he was just another piece of luggage that she had been ordered to carry.
"Pffh, fine... just give me that for a moment."

Reaching past Liaena to grab her satchel from the human girl, Rithrynn would scrounge through the disorderly mess that Liaena had made of its contents, to fish up a green vial from the bottom which consisted of a thick, green liquid. Turning to the dead-weight that was Sathrielle, Rithrynn would force some of the shrinking potion into the girl´s mouth. Not long after, the cumbersome full sized Sathrielle with her uniform and armor would suddenly be reduced to a smaller but much more managable size, as Rithrynn was able to fit the human within her palm. Screwing the cork back on and dropping it into the satchel, Rithrynn would hand the satchel back to Liaena.

But as she did so, she could suddenly hear the heavy footsteps of a heavily armored knight heading towards their hideout behind the crates.

Peeking around the corner, the first thing Rithrynn saw was the oversized shield of the impending White Hand knight as he marched prepared towards the crate shielding them.

"We got company... "

"Hiyaaaahh!"

Suddenly, out from the darkness from another set of shelves behind the knight appeared the fleeting figure of Aleena, wielding her large saber and coming straight at him!

The knight had no time to react before the sentinel launched herself into him from behind, ramming the tip of her sword through the lower left portion of his back and piercing his armor, sending her lightning sharp saber right into his torso!

The knight cried out in pain before swinging around, sending his mace in a frenzied, sweeping motion towards Aleena. But Aleena had already pulled her saber out of his back by then, and dodged down towards the ground as the mace came flying, leaving it only to barely touch her hair which was still suspended in the air as it passed over her head.

As the swing came to a conclusion, Aleena was already back in the game with her saber at the ready - and brought it down in a vertical strike against the knight´s exposed mace wielding hand.

Another cry of pain sounded from the knight as she carved straight through the protection around his hand and severed his thumb, causing blood to gush from his hand as he dropped the mace. The sentinel would immediately strike again, this time sending her sword down in a strike behind the man´s knee, carving straight through the lesser chainmail and into his skin; causing the main to drop to his knees as blood now flowed out from behind his knee and onto his polished armor.

The knight tried to rear his shield up in front of him to protect himself from any further strikes, but Aleena would move the lower portion of the handle of her saber past and behind the man´s shield, using it as a lever to force his shield aside and also throw him a little forward. The knight would reach towards his belt, towards his dagger, but Aleena, with a frenzied glee, had already raised her sword for another strike; before swinging her saber around with great fury, sending her blade right into the back of the knight´s helmet with such merciless force that it completely threw the man face down into the floor, collapsing like an armored lump as the blade hit the back of his helmet so hard that it created an audible clang that could be heard across the entire storage hall! Aleena´s saber had cut into the back of the man´s helmet and warped it inwards, creating a long, deep canyon in the back of his helmet that went in a straight line where the Night Elf´s saber had hit. Any more force, and the blade might very well have cut all the way to the man´s skull, but at present it had only knocked any and all sense out of him instead, leaving him out cold on the floor.

"Nice work." Rithrynn commented with an ever so slight grin, ignoring any looks she might receive from Liaena who had a very different view about Aleena´s liberal use of violence.

"Oh, I just love men in armor." Aleena would answer as she sought cover behind the same crate that Liaena and Rithrynn were already hiding behind before any of the White Hand gunners could aim at her.
"They think they are invincible. I love to prove them wrong."

Rithrynn smiled, though her attention soon returned back to the situation at hand. They still had to get out after all.

"Those monkeys in the bubble-shield, we still need to deal with,-"

"WATCH OUT!"

Yet Rithrynn was interrupted by the startled voice coming from over the crates they used as cover. Peering over it to check it out, she could see Lithriell and another one of her sisters running behind a small train of heavy loading carts that they just sent off towards the congregation of White Hand chevaliers at great speed!

Most of the chevaliers immediately scattered by throwing themselves out of the way of the thundering carts as they came towards them!

All except the battle mage who had been maintaining the shield, who was caught by the moving train of carts with a painful and emitted a painful´URKH!´ upon the collision, before traveling past the bronze gates of the elevator and disappearing down a storage alley with the carts!

"Yes... that works." Rithrynn commented as a flurry of arrows again started appearing from random directions as her sisters in hiding had reemerged to pepper the scattered White Hand soldiers with yet another salvo of arrows. Behind her, the two wounded sentinels who had been originally guarding Alissah had decided to join up, alongside a third.

"Time to make a break for it, let´s go! ... oh, and hold this." Rithrynn instructed the rest of her sisters, Liam and Kathlin, before handing the miniaturised Sathriell over to the latter. Grabbing Liam under her arm, and Kathlin under her other, Rithrynn would then rush out from cover alongside three of her sisters right behind her.

The two knights guarding the door braced themselves for the incoming charge, but were surprised as Aleena came charging at them from the sideline with a frenzied shriek, slashing one across the back with her saber before ramming her shoulder into the shield of the second; pushing him away!

Rithrynn was the first to reach the elevator door with Liam and Kathlin under her arms, and Sathrielle in Kathlin´s, before throwing herself down the elevator shaft.

"Levitation spell, now! Please!" Rithrynn cried out to the two humans she was carrying, praying that she had not just committed a grave error by throwing herself down the elevator shaft!

Above them, the three other sentinels followed suit, although grabbed onto the remaining cable hanging in the elevator shaft which the used to slide rather fast and chaotically down after them!