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"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“We uh…came to an agreement” Liaena said evasively in response to the High Elf’s question. Serphia did not appear to be paying much attention to the three, far more preoccupied as she was with Falere as the girl gave him an apologetic look. “You’ll have to stay small for a while, I’m afraid. I blew up the antidote”

“By the Light!” Damon cursed as the horrible decayed head of the now very much ex-Death Knight was flung at him with hardly a word of warning. Juggling the slightly squishy, soggy object between both gauntlets, he finally managed to get a grip and prevent it falling to the floor as he gave Aleena a dark glare. “Very funny, Keldorei”

“Priestess Thea?” Kathlin enquired in a tone of concern as she studied the priestess’ back that had suddenly gone rigid. The only thing moving about her was her right hand, as fingers curled around the handle “Are you feeling alright?”

“Oooh, and I want an inscription on it too! Maybe….hmmm….. ‘Slayer of the Degenerate’?”

“Sounds lame”
Lithrielle remarked with a giggle. Aleena shot her a dirty look. “Shut up, it’s awesome. And I want it written in silver. None of that etched rubbish. Put it on the list, human”

“Priestess….”

“Oh, is there going to be a parade? Maybe in her honour!”

“Would you all just SHUT UP!”
Thea screamed at the top of her voice. Kathlin balked, taking a step back. Damon swivelled towards her in shock and Aleena gave her an affronted look. “What?”

“Get away from me, Fool” The priestess cursed. Veins were standing out all over the woman’s face, and her tense body was shaking from the strain. The hand that was holding the runeblade was clenched into a battle position, irrespective of the fact that the giant blade was by rights far too heavy for her.

“Make me!”

“….Really not helping right now!”
Kathlin said nervously. The girl took one step towards the priestess, a move that was immediately forestalled by Damon’s heavy armour plated hand landing on her shoulder. “Drop the blade, Thea”

“Do – not – tell – me…back off. NOW” Thea groaned. Lines of blood were visibly seeping from her pores, to soak into the runeblade that was glowing increasingly brightly by the moment as Damon circled her slowly. “I will teach you incompetent morons a – AGHHH!”

Damon had lashed out, knife in his hand suddenly glowing with golden light as he slashed at the priestess’s hand. Fingers springing open, the runeblade clattered to the floor as Thea crumpled to her knees with a cry of pain. Kathlin dived down to come to her aid as Damon slammed the tip of his armoured boot into the hilt of the blade, sending it spinning off into a corner to come to rest their innocently.

“So yeah. We’re staying at the Cathedral for a while until some of the storm blows over. Thea’s giving us a hand with Serphia’s PR….” Liaena said cheerfully as she pushed the door open into the room, Sharon now riding on her shoulder. The girl paused, to stare in surprise at the sight before her; Thea on the ground, Kathlin assisting her, Damon sheathing a knife with a grim expression and Aleena and Lithrielle with twin ‘WTF’ looks on her face. “….what did we miss?”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“Gee, thanks” Liaena muttered as she wrinkled her nose, before a step closer to Serphia’s ridiculously sized butt as she readied her tweezers.

“….”

“Why does she even bother with that loincloth?”

Realising belatedly that Serphia’s position was undoubtedly an extremely limited-time-only offer, the girl pushed aside the string that was failing to provide even a mockery of modesty and started to probe inside. Prioritising depth and speed over care and attention provoked an irritated growl from Serphia. “Watch what you’re doing, Ape!”

“She’s very sorry, Mistress!”

Liaena’s efforts were rewarded as the ends of the tweezers came into contact with a small wriggling thing that was definitely not just mushy flesh. Yanking it out into the light, Falere gasped for breath, before gathering her lungs into a roar of rage as she blinked her vision clear to look up at her rescuer. “YOU—“

“Nope” Liaena muttered as she thrust Falere straight back into Serphia’s ass, a move that provoked a gasp from the Sentinel. Changing her direction and angle this time, the girl poked about to eventually find another small form, pulling it out in one swift moment.

“You surprise me sometimes, human…” Serphia muttered, sounding somewhat placated despite the abuse done to her rear end. The reason for that was probably related to the rage Falere was experiencing at that point, Liaena surmised as she smiled down at the little elf she now held in her palm. “Hi Sharon”

*

“You should listen to the priestess, you foolish girl”
Damon rumbled dangerously, glowering at Aleena who glared defiantly back. “Don’t call me stupid, dumbass monkey”

“You are meddling in matters you don’t understand. Drop that cursed weapon!”

“Make me!”

“This is not productive”
Thea snapped. Damon shot her an impatient glance, before returning to studying Aleena angrily. “They are disrespectful hooligans, Priestess”

“Hey!” Aleena said furiously. Lithrielle, who was still hanging from Aleena, glanced between the two with a giggle.
“Now you’ve gone and done it. Dawww”

“...Listen to me, Keldorei. That sword is proof that you have slain a Death Knight – not a mean feat, I might add” Thea said in a placatory tone. Damon opened his mouth , received a very, very cold look, and shut it again. “If you were to allow me to show this to the city, you and your kin would be lauded as heroes for the service you have done us”

“There might even be a reward. You could request something shiny” Kathlin chipped in from behind Thea. The priestess considered this for a moment, before an obvious ‘sure, whatever’ look came over her face as she nodded her head at Aleena. “Yes. That.”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Haah, yes, I'm alright. Thanks. I am indeed stupidly busy at the moment due to:

- taking spanish classes two nights a week (because I'm fed up of being the dumbass that doesn't know a second language)
- jumping through hoops to get promoted at work
- buying a house

That being said, you could say that I am asking for trouble for trying to do all of them at once. And I'm not going to have any time to post this evening, because it's 11.30pm and I only sat down about 15mins ago. I will try and post tomorrow >_<

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Sorry about the delay guys. I should be able to have something up tomorrow

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“……”

“And it’s red, my favourite colour! I mean, what are the odds!?”

“…..”

“….You should not carry that around” Thea said finally. Damon had cursed loudly the moment the sentinel held up the blade and recoiled, his hand now firmly grasping the hilt of his own sword in its sheath. The priestess took half a step towards the Night Elf, now holding up a placating hand. “Please, let me take that”

“Give me those back” Liaena snapped up at the big Night Elf as Serphia held the tweezers maddeningly out of reach with a smirk. Initially glaring up at her, the girl’s eyes moved over the occupants of the room to settle on Rithrynn as Liaena chewed over her ultimatum. “Sure! Sure, I’ll get you a replacement. Just let me get out Sharon first”

“No chance! Go and get your own one, human!”

“It is not wise, or healthy, to carry that thing, Keldorei” Thea said firmly as she held a hand out for the blade. “…Am I to assume its previous owner is dead?”

“Well, duh”

“I see….that may not help” Thea muttered to herself, before switching her attention back to Aleena rapidly. “Those blades are seeped in evil, Keldorei. There are records of a runeblade having an intelligence of its own. There are also case studies of where a Death Knight has been slain; its sword trying to influence and contaminate its next wielder, into bonding with the blade themselves”

There was a pause where Thea looked around the room. The priestess appeared to be trying to find anything positive to say about the Night Elf psyche. “Given the…strong will…of your kin, I would imagine time would be required to have any influence on you. All the same, you should not carry it around. Please put it down”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“That is important” Thea said sharply. Raising a pacifying hand, the priestess faced down Serphia’s glare, who was looking none too pleased at being interrupted. “Apologies Keldorei, but that detail decides whether you are a criminal in this city, or a hero”

“Well technically she’s still a criminal either way…vigilantism is unsanctioned under….” Kathlin started to mumble, before very promptly shutting up as Thea glanced casually her way. “Sorry Priestess”

“The finesse of your raid not withstanding; the news that you and your kin have disturbed a coven of dark magic users is something the city needs to hear” Thea continued on as if nobody had spoken. The paladin, Damon’s expression was a study. Originally showing all mixtures of slowly simmering rage as Serphia told her typically flamboyant tale, it had shifted to an expression of mixed confusion and slowly dawning horror as his eyes shifted between Thea and Serphia. “As it is, the White Hand have already taken their own spin on the story….it does not paint the attacker in the light I suspect you would approve of”

At this point, Thea held out the copy of the newspaper briskly to Rithrynn, who was lingering next to Serphia nervously. “I requested a meeting with you here, because it is essential that you make your own version of events known immediately if you expect this city to view you as anything other than the villain. I can offer the Church’s backing, if you are happy to accept my assistance – and advice”

“Wouldn’t bet on it” Liaena muttered audibly into the room. Receiving a cold look from Priestess Thea, the girl shrugged to glance at Serphia – who looked….surprisingly happy.

“…..”

“Are you feeling well, Mistress?”

Rithrynn enquired into the silence as she looked up at Serphia, who appeared entirely vacant. How much she had heard of Thea’s speech was entirely up for debate, as she seemed to be off in her own little dreamland. A dreamland that looked…surprisingly familiar.

“Someone’s acting up” Liaena commented, also giving the elf an odd look. The girl ran through the people she knew for a fact were currently located in Serphia’s rear end – Falere, at least one additional Night Elf….and there was also the little matter of her missing boyfriend, last seen shrunken and with Serphia, current whereabouts – probably known.

“…hey Kitty, got any pliers?”

“No. I have tweezers?”

“They’ll probably do. Just remember to sterilise them afterwards” Liaena said as she accepted the tweezers, to take a purposeful step towards Serphia. Thea gave her an odd look.

“After what, Apprentice Rune?”

“Ehh, you’ll see. This’ll probably make her a lot grumpier, so sorry” Liaena remarked as she readied the tweezers, not sounding terribly sorry at all. “Unless it’s one elf in particular, in which case you’re in luck”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“…Of course” Liaena responded absently, paying only the barest amount of attention to whatever Serphia was saying as she focused on Bella. The girl had a poorly-disguised beginnings of a Cheshire Cat grin on her face as she followed the slow descent of Serphia’s butt like a hawk.

Edging up to stand next to her, Kathlin gave the smaller girl a nudge and a very pointed look as she glanced anxiously at Serphia. “Uhhh….Ma’am, maybe you shouldn’t sit there?”

Pausing, Serphia shot the priestess a baleful look. “….What?”

“Why not?” Liaena said cheerfully. “It’s the best seat in the house”

“But that bed has, uh, uhm….” Kathlin visibly groped around for words under the dark stare of Serphia. “…fleas”

“…..”

“Sometimes people don’t wash very well” the girl volunteered weakly, after a pause. “It’s been a while since the linens have been cleaned….”

“She’s got a point, you know. I think the church lets vagrants stay here sometimes. They get massive” Liaena jumped in easily, when it looked like Kathlin’s knees were about to buckle. Kathlin gave her friend a grateful look, which promptly disappeared as Liaena stuck a finger out to point at the Bella-shaped lump in the bedclothes, who was at that point trying to make a break for it. In the relative gloom, and the shadows cast by the folds of blankets, it was difficult to make out exactly what it was besides a dark black shadow. “-- Wait, is that one there!?”

Looking up in horror, Bella only had time for a squeak of panic as a large purple hand smote her off of the bed to soar across the room. Crashing into the floor to slide several feet across the stone flagons before finally coming to a complete stop, Liaena gave a cutesy smile to the less-than-amused expression of combined Serphia and Kathlin. “Well, better safe than sorry – why don’t you take the chair?”

“Apprentice Rune”

Liaena’s shit-eating grin dwindled away to nothing almost immediately, to stand abruptly back against the wall as Priestess Thea walked into the room. The woman crossed the room to pick up the floppy form of the tiny Bella, to walk with her and seat herself on the remaining unoccupied seat. Paladin Damon took a immediate position behind her, to eye up Serphia with obvious unease and discontent.

Ignoring the Night Elves to murmur words to herself for about a minute, a soft glow eventually effused her fingers to surround the little Bella. The glow continued as she finally looked up to look at Serphia. “Thank you for taking the time to talk to me. I have been given two very different accounts of what took place last night at Honors Watch. I would like to know the true series of events; would you be able to tell me what happened?”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“….No!” Liaena was quick to defend herself as she gazed into the now-empty bedroom. Not only was there no sign of Bella at all, there was also no sound of angry complaints that could only come from an abandoned, shrunken priestess. Beside her, Kathlin made an audible tsking noise. “Well…she’ll be safe, anyway. I definitely had her when we got back to the Cathedral”

“It never rains, if it could pour” Thea murmured to herself, still studying the newspaper as she turned the page. Apparently, the White Hands heroic defence of Stormwind warranted the entire three front pages.

The paladin standing beside her was observing the entire shambles before him with mingled shock, nerves and anger. The distant sound of Serphia and her elves apparently ransacking the pantry was strongly threatening to push his emotions further into the latter as he turned to Thea. “….these elves should be removed, Priestess. The Bishop would wish for it”

“Under normal circumstances, I would agree with you, Damon” Thea said softly as she folded the paper carefully between her hands, before giving the Paladin an apologetic look. “However, these times are not normal, and the Bishop needs to know that. The elves should stay, for now”

“……”

Damon shuffled his feet, looking deeply unhappy with the entire situation as he continued to give Rithrynn a suspicious stare. Thea meanwhile turned to Liaena, who was pulling pillows off the bed to check under them, although with a lacklustre demeanor that strongly implied that she didn’t expect any shrunken priestesses to come of it. “Apprentice Rune, go and arrange for that elven leader to meet with me as soon as possible. We can arrange for lodgings for her and her crew”

“...”

Liaena opened her mouth swiftly to protest as she swung around, saw the look in Thea’s eyes, thought better of it and paused for a moment in thought – before turning to Rithrynn. “Rithrynn, go and tell Serphia the humans want to hear of her magnificent exploits. And there’s wine”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“I see” Thea remarked in a tone that could mean absolutely anything. The priestess’ eyes moved slowly down the Night Elf’s body, onto Liaena, who was at that moment angrily extricating herself from the large Lithrielle. “Do you intend to accompany them, Apprentice Rune?”

“….Yes. yes, I do” Liaena said carefully, after shooting Rithrynn a look of ire as she shoved Lithrielle to one side and got to her feet. The latter was still sound asleep, which heavily implied that she and Aleena had already been sampling some of the Cathedral’s holy wine. “They’re very sorry for what happened upstairs, Priestess. They were never taught how to behave”

“Mistakes were made on all sides” Thea commented in a circumspect tone, before returning her attention to Rithrynn. The paladin standing beside her was shuffling his feet in a slightly awkward tone, apparently not knowing where to look when faced with a massive, extremely scantily clad female.

“Thank you for returning my apprentice. I appreciate it has not been easy. If you ever feel the need for the Cathedral’s assistance, I will ensure that it is given”

“I helped too”
Liaena muttered in an almost inaudible tone below them both. Thea gave her a Look that made the little girl’s mouth snap shut like a trap. “Am I to understand that her predicament wasn’t a direct result of your influence, Rune?”

…..

“…whose predicament, what?” Kathlin enquired from behind them, the apprentice wandering down the corridor towards the group to give Liaena a smile and bob her head at Thea. “Hi Li. Priestess Thea, I found the morning edition”

“…What?” Thea enquired in a puzzled tone, before swiftly taking the newspaper proffered to her and studying the front page. “Oh, I see.”

“Oh for – Light, the propaganda machine’s working overtime!” Liaena snarled as she peered around Thea at the paper. The front page was covered with a banner article about the valiant efforts of the White Hand, and how they had fought off elven invaders. “This is – we can’t let this be the story!”

“I agree. However, I don’t intend for the church to make unfounded accusations” Thea said sharply. Giving Kathlin a slightly softer look, she looked the apprentice up and down before switching her gaze to Rithrynn. “Does your leader still intend for you to leave immediately, Rithrynn? It would be good to hear your story of what happened this evening.”

Kathlin meanwhile had sidled up to Liaena. She gave both of the smaller girl’s shoulders a careful checkover, before leaning over slightly to stage whisper in her ear. “…Where’s Bella, Li?”

!

“……Uhhhhhh….” Liaena mumbled after a long, protracted pause. Glancing around with some alarm, she stared back into one of the bedrooms. “….Maybe I left her in there, earlier?”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Liaena folded her arms, looking entirely unimpressed with Serphia’s ‘benevolence’ as she glowered accusingly up at Rithrynn. The little girl did not look at all like she was in a mood to kindly show the Night Elves out of the back door, unless possibly there was a boot involved.

“You – are – stealing. You were invited. Instead, you cause chaos, get the high priest involved, trash the rooms, run riot – this is supposed to be a sanctuary!!” Liaena snarled up at Rithrynn. Pointing out any possible hypocrisy at the priestess’ ire, looked as though it would cut extremely thin ice with the little girl. Serphia meanwhile was ignoring the human’s anger entirely, instead choosing to sashay away down the corridor after the other Night Elves, who were falling over themselves to follow Saleen towards the wine supply, as she stabbed a finger up at Rithrynn with a harsh, angry whisper. “I swear to the Light, I will ruin your Captain if she decides to trash this place too. Get out. All of you”

“What’s going on, Apprentice Priestess Rune?”

“….Er….”

Liaena seemed to wilt slightly where she stood, before turning to face down the raised eyebrows of Thea. “….I was…just trying to sort something out, priestess. The elves got a bit hyper”

“So it would seem” Thea remarked distinctly coldly as she peered down the corridor after the rest of the elves, as faint laughter drifted back. “Do they intend to stay?”

“No” Liaena said hastily, before shooting a glare at Rithrynn. “They were just going. Right?”