Fame & Fortune (Closed RP)

[Laurenced]

(For those who are reading follow http://eu.battle.net/wow/en/forum/to...4384849?page=2 for context)

The girl in the shadows watched as the face revealed itself to be another, A far paler visage than she expected.
It faces was chalkish and thin with arms that appeared out of place on it. The elf was not one amongst the living but one
of the dead. It was undead, A Necromancer. The stone had caught it attention.
The Girl knew what was following her, and the squads of Argent Crusaders.

Scourge Remnants. Very well Organised it appeared but with the Lich King dead, who organised them?

The shadowed girl forgot that question in Lieu and flight. She took to her feet slowly creepy along the bushes, Fingers stroking the leaves as they passed to quieten her. She slowly loss sight but no less was the smell of undeath. The Stone walls of a quiet city were found. A Side gate was to the east and she quickly made her there. Entrance to the city had to made, A feeling washed over Zenera.

It was fear. Stratholme She thought. By Alterac i hate this place.
She could only hope that she could find Sharon and the others quickly enough.

[FeyChild]

“Hm?” Liaena said blearily as her eyes travelled laboriously up to Sharons face, then to the bag. “Oh. Right. I could…”

Removing the satchel from the High Elfs grip, Liaena clearly had no problems identifying the contents even in her befuddled state, removing each one and staring blandly at the labelling or lack thereof. “Need more of these. Mm starting to run out. Lets go back Sharon. I can explain – ooof!”

Something cannoned into her, spilling all the vials and herbs out of her hands and onto the floor as she was pinned one handily against the wall by one very, very, very pissed off Night-Elf. Liaena’s head snapped back to smash against the wall as Rithrynn’s shrieks filled her ears. "What in the nae-eh did you think you were doing?!"

Clearly, what had seemed earlier to be an excellent plan of dumping the Night Elf off her stolen horse had backfired in quite a big way. Liaena tried to think about enacting a resistance but thoughts were difficult as she collided with the wall again and again. “You think you can just dump me off a horse, in speed, and just walk, - ride away from it?! "You stupid, vertically challanged, volumpeous, fat, wide-arsed, frog faced little trogg of a vash e therobarador O'me run i'yah--"

-- SMASH—CRASH—THUD--

“….midget!”

Twitch

“DONCALLMEA MIDGET!” Liaena shrieked as a stockinged foot swung up to smash into the Night Elf’s crotch with a sickening crunch, with no protection of armour afforded by the soft cultist robes they both wore. The blow lifted Rithrynn off the ground like a rocket, the human girl acting as a cantilever as she sunk to the ground to send the Night Elf soaring in a circular arc to smash into the wall upside down and slither to the ground in a kicking, fighting mess of livid elf and homicidal human.

Finding a long purple ear sticking into her face and twitching with anger, Liaena considered it entirely natural to bite into it, with a delightfully loud shriek that followed. Ripped from Rithrynn and shaken like a doll, the girl screamed obscenities no doubt audible across the city, let alone to Garza and her platoon of hastily conscripted potion-hunters as she lashed out with her arms and legs, kicking and punching at her captors chest and stomach. “TROLL! FATTY! Vos have haud diligo, Peto abyssus, BITCH! Ah--”

As she gathered herself up for another strike, the human seemed to sag as if the potent life force of righteous anger had been, for the moment, spent. Subsiding into floppyness in the grip of the furious Rithrynn, her parting shot was one dazed, half-formed grumble. “…not short…”

[Rithy]

"Ow!"
*Bite*
"AAAAAAAAHHH!"

The rabid midget known as Liaena had surprised Rithrynn as she had suddenly stormed back at her, attacking her with every dirty and underhanded trick the vertically challanged human had in her entire arsenal, and Rithrynn found herself fumbling to the ground as the crazy human lashed out at her and even bit her in the ear!

"Goddess, you'll pay for that!" Rithrynn growled, and as Liaena made a quick pause and comment: “…not short…” , Rithrynn suddenly rolled around, grabbing Liaena with an arm, and pushed her off her.
But that was not the end of it: As Liaena was slammed into the ground next to her, the large Night Elf rose a little above the ground, before she threw herself ontop of the tiny human, using her full weight to smash her down. Lying ontop of her, the human trapped beneath her greater weight, Rithrynn grabbed one of Liaena's arms and moved it into a most painful position.

"Not short by Gnome standards, perhaps! You stupid cow! I'll... "

But as Rithrynn was about to further abuse and maul the little girl beneath her, the clatter of half a dozen pair of armored boots was heard just outside the alleyway as a pink Orc, followed by a group of Crusaders just entered the back alley from the street.
As Gar'za saw the large Night Elf lying ontop of the short human in a brutal wrestling scene, she threw her a dangerous look as she pointed at her and growled out loudly:

"Don't you think about killing her, I need her you fel accursed fairy!"

Rithrynn quickly looked up to find whomsoever was barking at her, and saw the Crusader Captain. As amusing as the prospect of a pink skinned Orc may have been, the Night Elf was too angry at Liaena to really pay any attention to the humerous fact. Instead, the Night Elf only shot the Orc an annoyed glare as she looked up at her.

"Nono! I'm not going to kill her, just... "
"AUAUAU!"
"... teach her a lesson, maybe break an arm or two... "
"AAAHHHH!"
"Rithrynn, let Liaena go!"
"Just a moment, just a moment... "
"GhhhyAAAAHH!"

It was with an annoyed "pfff" that Rithrynn finally stopped playing with Liaena's abused limbs, and finally got off the human girl. Giving her a pat, the Night Elf rose up and rubbed her ear protectively. It was much less Gar'za's command that ushered her act of mercy than it was Sharon. Liaena may have done an extaordinarily good job at pissing her off lately, but despite how successful the little girl may have been, Rithrynn did not want to sour relations with Sharon.

... nor risk being turned into a sheep for that matter. She had enough experience of that with a certain Undead mage.

Turning her gaze towards Gar'za, Rithrynn threw the Orcish Captain a dangerous glare.

"Li is our girl! You're not taking her away from us!"

...

"Right Shawwy?"

[SinerAthin]

Sharon was watching the fight going more and more out of hand as Liaena and Rithrynn clashed in a "very heated arguement" to put it mildly, but before he could interfere, Rithrynn stepped off a rather flattened Liaena - amazingly enough. The High Elf was secretly a little impressed by the Night Elf's anger management, even though she still had a 'long' way to go before she ever reached any acceptable level.

"Well... done, Rithrynn."

As soon as the big elf was off Liaena, Sharon rushed forward to help Liaena back on her feet through a series of painful groans.

"Careful now, you'll be so fine, see." Sharon reassured the human as he raised her up, letting her rest against him in his arm. As terrible as she may have looked, it was quite impressive what kind of punishment Liaena could take. Any ordinary human girl would surely have been knocked unconscious a long time ago given her fight with Rithrynn, whom was by no definition a tame Night Elf.

"If the cat fight is over, I would ask you hand over the girl!" Gar'za growled as she crossed her arms, sending Sharon an expectant glare as she pointed up against her pink face.
"She still has to fix this!"

"Light, have some patience, can't you see what kind of condition the poor girl is in?" Sharon complained, motioning towards the rather battered and beaten Liaena he was trying to hold up, and Gar'za grunted.

"It doesn't count when you beat her up yourself!"
"What? I didn't... "

But Sharon stopped when he saw one of the Crusaders stepping forward, appearantly a battle mage if you were to go by his outfit which consisted of a wizard robe in the classical black and white crusader colours and a steel chestplate and shoulderpads. Not to mention the magical staff he was holding being the biggest give away. And behind Gar'za, Sharon managed to scan a second battle mage.

" ... that makes this situation awfully more complicated than it needs be... " Sharon murmured to himself as he tried to think of a way out of their current dilemma, he suddenly caught the ratter bitter and sour aroma of an alchemical experiment gone wrong. As he looked around for the source of the smell, he suddenly noticed some of the potions Liaena had been holding earlier, now lying on the pebble road and shattered into a thousand pieces, their colourful content swimming freely to side to side and mixing with each other as well as the herbs.

"Well bugger... that can't be good!"

[FeyChild]

“M…my potions!” Liaena whined as her eyes laboriously followed the path that Sharons had taken to see the mess of multicoloured liquids spilled all over the cobbles. Struggling weakly in his arms, she flailed and scrabbled as she tried to reach down. “My satchel…Sharon, geddit, geddit –“

Finally catching the slightly sodden bag up, Liaena hugged it happily, having her and her potions have caught the attention of just about everyone in the nearby vicinity. Gar’za was the one to ask the obvious question as the liquid on the ground started to boil up as if it was under an intense heat. “What the hell are you – and that – doing, Pinky?”

Liaena’s gaze travelled down to the stuff on the ground – now foaming – and then up again to look at the Orc matter-of-factly. “five”

“Wha…?”

“four”

“What?” the orc growled. Eyes flickering around, she took a threatening step forwards. “Talk sense now, or I’ll…”

“three”

Suddenly and quite spontaneously, the entire group gathered around the alley way turned and sprinted for cover in different direction. Liaena’s feet dangling along the ground as Sharon dragged her bodily in his wake. “two…one…”

-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM-

As the two elves plus human rounded a corner and flattened themselves against a house, a wave of purple and green marbled smoke came rushing out from the allyway with tremendous force. Sparks shot around in the air and there was a very strong smell of mildew.

Held securely in Sharons arms, Liaena was fairly bodily shoved into the small of Rithrynn’s back as they sheltered in the small alcove. It was therefore fairly easy to reach out and pinch her bum as hard as humanly possible, twisting the skin to cause maximum pain.

“OW!”

Liaena glared back blearily as Rithrynn loomed over her. The fact that the Night Elf was nearly twice as tall as her, several times as strong and currently very volatile did nothing to deter her as she clenched her fists angrily. “thas for breaking my stuff. Bitch”

[Rithy]

*BOOOM*

It had been yet another explosion, all courtesy of the little minx Liaena.
The group had run off in the opposite direction of the Crusaders, and were now huddling against a wall, crouching behind a corner as a huge cloud of multi coloured smoke was belched out across the alleyway and straight past them, with rocks, sand and splinters ricocheting everywhere!

"Pheww... I think we're still alive. Cool show, Li, the Crusaders never saw that one comi- aaAAOOHH!" Rithrynn began to speak but abruptly switched into a terrified yelp as Liaena pinched her butt! The Night Elf instinctively moved a little forward, turning around as she clenched her butt together protectively, incidentally giving the unfortunate Sherpa a good thrust, before sitting down on some of the nearby rubble, throwing Liaena an outright offended stare.

"You little... that was totally unecessary! We were finally square! We were!" Rithrynn sneered angrily at Liaena, as the Night Elf considered giving the human another round of pain, but refrained from doing so as she was in Sharon's arms. Instead, she just rubbed her poor own bum soothingly as her eyes followed Liaena intensively.
"And broke what? Pffff! Your stupid collection of mud water and failed beverage? That's really no excuse no attack me! Your father must have been a Gnome, but his brain was appearantly the only thing you did not inherit!"

Rithrynn continued to glare at Liaena. It was because of Liaena they had gone with Sharon on this crazy adventure in the first place. It was because of her stupid explosions that Sharon had to help that stupid human noble. It was because of her stupid explosions, every place and villa they had come to had incidentally been blown into smitherines!
And by Elune herself, for all they know, it could have been Liaena's potion brewing that drew that stupid dragon to attack Stormwind in the first place, which was where it all started!

"Goddess, I swear that girl's stupid head just keeps getting thicker everyday!"

[SinerAthin]

As the rain of flying bricks had ended, the dust began to settle, and the stench of rancid chemicals and burnt fecies filled the air, Rithrynn and Liaena had wasted no time with getting into an arguement, the human girl pinching the Night Elf's bottom as soon as the first chance arised, and both of them broke out in an epic competition of pointless jabbering at each other and name saying.

Breathing slowly in, Sharon closed his eyes and let out a long, silent sigh, attempting to regain an ounce of the mental clarity he had enjoyed mere seconds ago, but now disturbed and trashed following the rather eventful visit to the city.

"Ladies, ladies... listen." Sharon began to speak, altough his voice was completely drowned beneath the ocean of profanties and 'discussion' going between Liaena and Rithrynn. Trying again, Sharon raised his voice this time in another attempt to receive a semblance of attention to his opinion in all this.
"Listen!"

Thankfully, this time, Rithrynn and Liaena came to a temporal pause in their heated discussion, and turned to face him, impatiant but curiously eying the High Elf.

"Ladies... how about; instead of fighting each other all the time, you fight someone else?" Sharon proposed, returning to his calm and controlled voice as his eyes followed their expressions closely.
"There's a big, bad, and very angry; not to mention very pink; Orc over there, who wants both your heads on a plate. How about instead of helping her to that end, you unite to take her down?"

Sharon gave them a quizzical look before he tilted his head a little bit to the side, giving them a short smile.

"Surely you must know a prank or two... the scene has never been more welcoming to one than it is now."

[Laurenced]

A Shadow above the stain upon a blighted earth, the pink stain of an orc was below her.
Zenera sat within the shadows, the crack and clatter of bones long behind her. Zenera needed to see whether they
would kill the orc or whether sharon would try and reason with her but from his smile, it was clear that no such thing
would happen.

Zenera seemed concerned. Would they really be able to fight the scourge if their commander was dead?
she wondered. Could they hope to survive with the scourge on their tale? Would Zenera live to talk of this?
Hope was her first thing. She could only hope now. No power of hers, no sword of lithe design or glimmer could save her if
caught unaware or unprotected.

She sat and awaited something she had no control over but her sword gave off a sign that illuminated her, Sharon would
easily spot her. They all could.
All Zenera could hope was that this did not end with the orcs death or all the crusaders dead. They would need all they could get.

The Faint clattered of bones was getting louder.

[FeyChild]

“I wouldn’t need to if someone hadn’t barged in when I had it all under control…” Liaena seethed, rubbing her sore head and glaring daggers at Rithrynn. Not only had she lost her potions and the elf had had the audacity to insult them after the fact, she had called her a gnome! That was a short insult, she was sure of it. “…kidnapped me, then ruined half my stuff. I’ll—“

“Liaena!”

On the receiving end of a reproving glare from Sharon, Liaena stopped short in her rant, her head turning to look up at him as she swallowed the several unpleasant things she was in the middle of saying before giving him a grumpy look. “Fine! Prank!”

Elsewhere in close proximity to the group, crusaders were picking themselves off the ground in varying states of disarray. A very angry, pink orc clambered up, roaring at the others to run out of the alleyway and –

--and be hit squarely by flying Night Elf as Liaena’s boot planted itself solidly in Rithrynn’s chest to send her flying across the snowy ground. Tumbling to the floor, both of the irate pair found the other very much in their face. “GRAAAH, this is the LAST TIME YA LONG EARED FREAK! MEN!”

“…you wanted us to fight someone else, she’s fighting someone else” Liaena mumbled in response to the Look she was receiving from Sharon. Panting for breath, she nursed her sore ribs, head…everything really as she tugged him by the hand to pull him away from the fighting. Testing the water, she shot him a winning smile. “Teleport? Might be a good time”

[Rithy]

Rithrynn peered intently at Sharon for a while, considering what he had said as she crossed her arms, and threw Liaena a 'hmpf' as she looked away from the vertically challanged little trickster.

"Sure, I'm game. So long as little Miss Midget agrees, I'm with pranking that o,-oOOMFFF!!"
The surprise came as an explosion to Rithrynn, as Liaena, aided by some kind of supernatural force, perhaps one of her damnable potions, sent a boot right in her chest and kicked her away, sending the Night Elf literally flying through the air and into the Crusaders whom were trying to recover after the great blast. And of all the Crusaders, Rithrynn flew straight into Gar'za, knocking the pink Orc right off her feet beore they both crumbled into a pile, with Rithrynn on the top.

The Crusaders, whom were trying to regain their senses after the crazy explosion from earlier, could barely believe their eyes when they saw the Night Elf fly through the air like a rocket and knock down their Captain.
It had been a painful experience, awfully painful. Rithrynn was thankful that she was at least wearing a chainmail vest to absorb most of the force. Elune knows that Liaena could be that strong!

Altough as uncomfortable as it may have been, it was still uncertain whether or not it had been the most painful for Rithrynn or Gar'za, the Orcish Captain, whom had to catch Rithrynn. The Captain's chainmail had done a decent job, but that still didn't make being hit by an 8ft big Night Elf in flight any less painful.

As they lay in a heap, Gar'za let out a groan, before she suddenly grabbed for Rithrynn and pushed her over. The Crusaders around had finally realized that what they were seeing were indeed real, and had grabbed their weapons, pointing them at Rithrynn, but Gar'za raised a hand as she waved them away.
"No, this purple freak is mine! Mine! I'll teach her sorry ass a lesson myself... "

"Wut-what?" Rithrynn, still confused, peered up and saw Gar'za over her, and as the Crusaders backed away, forming a circle around them. It didn't take long for Rithrynn to figure out what was going on, and she jumped back onto her feet, standing infront of Gar'za as she was prepared for the Captain's first move.

"Li, that damn bitch... once I get my hands on her again, I swear I'll break a leg - for real this time! Grr!"

"You've caused me enough trouble as it is, elf! Now you are going to pay to the chi,-" But Gar'za barely managed to finish her sentence before Rithrynn had already jumped her, starting with a sweeping strike against her head, she suddenly cancelled it and followed up with a painful kick to the side of her leg, instantly followed up by a headbutt to the face.

... granted, Gar'za had a rather hard (and ugly) face.

Recovering from the attacks, Gar'za rushed back against Rithrynn, and the entered a furious battle. For Rithrynn, this was also a way for her to vent some of her anger for Liaena on the Orc instead. Altough whatever happened, she made a mental note to herself to save some for Liaena. There was no way that little scoundrel was getting away after this. No way!