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"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

"Sharon, you mean the yellow haired High Elf?"

“Blond” Kathlin corrected her lightly, before emitting a small sigh as she stared in the way Silje pointed. “The ‘Mindbreaker’…please tell me that that’s metaphorical, at least?”

“….”

“Come on then. We might as well try and be helpful”

Taking Silje gently by the wrist, Kathlin tugged her with her as she started to jog down the corridor in the direction Sharon and Valion had gone. Silje lagged slightly, looking somewhat nervy and unhappy with apparently being involved in the “helpful” arrangement. “But w-w-what do you want me to do!? Light, I’m not a warrior!”

“Uh, neither am I. But that doesn’t stop other people getting hurt” Kathlin responded as she took the stairs down in the atrium. As she paused at the bottom, she glanced back at Silje as she surveyed the situation. “Just y’know…try and improvise”

“CHAAAAAARGEEEE!!”

The girls stared as Aleena and Lithrielle soared through the air, to crash into the ground and skiddy several meters on their front. Lithrielle glanced around with a thoughtful expression on her base as she rubbed her breasts against the marble floor. “I think I got him, Ali”

“Me too….maybe?” Aleena responded curiously as she wriggled around. “I can feel something squirming”

“Can…I see?” Kathlin enquired hesitantly as she stepped forward. Reaching out a hand, Aleena sudden found herself floating a few feet off the floor. “Hey!”

Kathlin gulped as she stared down at Valion, that elf panting and breathless after being freed from his fleshy prison. “Nope”

THUD


“…HEY!”

“Hey!”

“There you are” Kathlin smiled as she pulled Sharon out of the crevice of Lithrielle bust. Holding him in her hand, the girl couldn’t help but give him an amused look. “You do seem to end up in these sorts of situations a lot, don’t you?”

Hiding behind Kathlin from the night elf menace in the room, Silje peeked at Sharon, before whispering audibly to Kathlin. “I thought he had a girlfriend?”

*

“Who in the Light is that?”

“TO OBLIVION WITH THE LIGHT AND DARKNESS! I WANT TO DESTROY YOU OF MY OWN DESIRE!!”
Standing largely ignored just inside the doors, Liaena’s eyebrows rose fractionally as Mei roared her challenge, before lunging into battle with the Death Knight. “OK she might be an unknown, but I kinda like her style”

“….”

“I need to replenish my stock”

Liaena frowned as she stared at her satchel, disappointingly light with the one of the straps severed no less – and then around the room. Her gaze settled on Sharon’s writing desk, a solid chunk of Mahogany. “Perfect”

Stepping forward, the girl rested a hand on the desk as she spun around to the fighters in the room. “HEY RITHRYNN! DUCK!”

“….What!?!”

Lifting the desk off the ground as though it was a feather, Liaena threw it like a cricket ball as Rithrynn turned around sharply, before diving to the floor for cover! Malizia meanwhile, barely had a chance to look in the right direction before the chunk of solid wood hit her bodily in the side, taking her straight into one wall.

-CRASH-

The wall in question was panelled, and an interior wall – plasterboard and soft wood, hardly an exterior wall or load bearing. The momentum carried Malizia plus desk straight through it, creating a sizeable hole and leaving the Draenei wedged in wooden panelling with a desk on top her.

“….”

“What?” Liaena sniffed archly in response to some of the looks she was getting from the contents of the room...particularly from Mei. “I couldn’t let you lot have all the fun”

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

These puns are making my eyes bleed T_T

I'll post tomorrow - although tbh, I think Rithrynn, Serphia, Vashi and Mai may have this one covered....unless you desperately need the room blown up, obviously.

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"I mean... light, they told me this would be like four hours at most! What have I gotten myself into?!!"

“Trouble. But it’s okay. We can help” Kathlin said kindly to the cowering girl, who was now glancing fearfully at the door as though she was expecting Serphia to charge through it at any moment – a reasonable assumption. The girl opened the satchel to peer at the contents inside, before glancing at Liaena. “Li….are any of these an antidote for transmogification?”

“….”

“Li?”

“’….weren’t you….are you….are you okay?”

Liaena stuttered finally at the other girl, who merely raised her eyebrows back. “Hm? Yes. I’m practically a seasoned veteran at this point. Are all your holidays this violent?”

“I thought….” Liaena shook her head in bewilderment. With the failure of the illusion, the spider-webs were slowly creeping away from her brain as she slowly pieced together her surroundings. With clarity, confusion was rapidly being replaced by rage as she clambered to her feet. “Where’s Sharon!? Rithrynn?”

“Rithrynn is in there, with Serphia and two Draenei.” Kathlin pointed at the room they had just left, from which crashing and bangs, mingled with shouts of “die!” and “traitor” emanated. “Sharon is….I’m not sure. I saw him on Rithrynn’s shoulder earlier?”

“…damn it!” Liaena cursed as she made for the door to the study, before twisting around to thrust a hand at Kathlin. “Give me that back!”

Kathlin twitched it slightly out of reach, by holding it above Liaena’s head. The look on the shorter girl’s face strongly implied that she would suffer for that at some later date “Antidote? Transmogification?”

“What!?”

“For her” Kathlin nodded down at the unfortunate Silje, still cowering at their feet. “If the Captain sees her, she’ll kill her…” the look on Liaena’s face strongly suggested that she considered this no terrible loss to the world “…instead of fighting the death knight. Or y’know…actual threats”

“….”

“Fine! Fine. It’s the pink one. She needs a strand of hair from herself, or whatever she wants to be. Now give me that!” Liaena snapped. The other smiled and nodded, removing the appropriate vial before passing it back to the shorter girl. “Should we evac, Li?”

“Maybe. Not decided yet”

-SLAM-

“Well, that’s that” Kathlin remarked lightly to nobody in particular, before crouching down beside Silje. “You should take some of this, before the Captain sees you again. She doesn’t really like being impersonated”

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I approve of your entrance, rivaan ^_^

Not that team-Sharon really needed any help....

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“You don’t have nice friends” Kathlin informed Lisa-Lithrielle lightly as she stared at Epic Showdown : Serphia VS Puppet-Malizia. The chevalier did little but groan feebly in response as the girl stood, lifting the gigantic elf with her and darted for the door in one motion, which had been left ajar by Valion and Sharon’s recent exit.

As she paused for breath with a solid chunk of oak between herself and the battle raging inside, Kathlin noted her cloak, now hanging empty with a large slash in one side. “Oh…that was silly, me”

“…..”

“What is she doing?”

The girl thought as she peered back into the room, with Liaena standing bewildered right in the middle of it, still holding a vial as though she had no idea what to do with it. “Li, come over here, before you get sword-ed”

“What is going on!?”

Liaena could only stare around the room in confusion as she attempted to make sense of her surroundings. Valion appeared to have frozen, and instead chose to loom over her in an ominous sort of way (as that elf lost interest in the illusion to avoid getting sword-ed). The room around her was a mess of confusing shapes and a blur of noise. The one constant was the vial in her hand.

The vial was no longer in her hand.

Liaena flashed straight into attack-mode as the potion she was holding was suddenly and unexpectedly ripped away by unknown forces. Going for her satchel, more invisible forces obstructed her and forced it shut as she tried to go for more ammunition. Kathlin meanwhile, waved her free hand – while doing her best to fend off the flailing girl – in front of the shorter girl’s eyes. “Hey Li, how many fingers? No?”

Glancing around quickly, Kathlin’s eyes lit upon Silje-Serphia, lying crying and groaning on the floor by the gigantic mahogany desk. Reaching over, the girl yanked the short dagger at the ‘Captain’s’ hip out of its sheath with her free hand, to slice through the strap holding the satchel to her friends body. Liaena successfully disarmed, with a gentle push Kathlin sent the other girl floating gently through the doorway to the office, the latter flailing around and screaming incoherently about ‘ghosts’. “I’m going to maintain later that this was for your own good, you know”

“….”

“You should probably leave too, before collateral happens” Kathlin observed as she grabbed Silje-Serphia by the scruff and, with very little effort, towed her towards the exit. Tossing the gigantic elf through it, the girl spared a glance behind her at Rithrynn and also the combined forces of Night-Elf might, magic and…was that a draenei? That definitely wasn’t there earlier….before she also dived through the doors and shut them firmly behind her.

“Light….”

The girl sighed as she slid down the giant doors, before catching the eye of Silje-Serphia. Somehow that girl was still conscious, even after the fairly harsh beating she had sustained at Actual-Serphia’s hands. “Did you know that that was a death knight?”

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Li is helping :)

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“Okay! Okay” Liaena uttered hastily as she raised a hand in a half-placatory fashion. The girl glowered at the Death Knight with loathing, but couldn’t avoid glancing at the hand containing Kathlin anxiously. “Just – let her go, she’s a moron that’s nothing to do with this”

“Uhhh…. Li, I think that’s a guy actually” Kathlin said dubiously.

The girl raised the bundle of fabric to stare at it, then at Liaena curiously. “He did have a lot of hair, but it’s all in the shape of the face”

“Light, how do I deal with this!?”

“…Are you feeling okay?”

Kathlin enquired as she stepped forward to peer down at Liaena with some concern. From the latters perspective, Valion stepped forward to loom over her menacingly. Her attention however, was almost immediately diverted as the Runeblade(s) ripped through Lisa-Lithrielle to magically reanimate Malizia. “Oh dear. That’s not good”

“My patience is short, my Lady. Now”

“They don’t listen to me!!” Liaena hissed back frantically, the shrieks of Silje-Serphia still echoing through the room. The girl pulled out the dart gun, to hunt around for another clip as she kept her eyes fixed on Valion.

“Sorry, what?” Kathlin called as she darted over to where Lisa-Lithrielle had collapsed on the floor. Momentarily confused at how to contain Valion, she settled for pinning the ‘sack’ to the ground with her knee as she bent over Lisa-Lithrielle. “Double oh dear. That looks infected”

From Liaena’s perspective, the world was becoming increasingly blurry and confused. Valion was clearly still there, but the illusion now had to make more changes to their surroundings to avoid including Kathlin clearly non-captured, and now also Malizia, puppeted by dark magic. The magical solution was to reduce the amount of information coming in, which is what led to the daze she now found herself in. One other person that was still clear however was Serphia, even if the illusion showed her still engrossed in jamming Sije-Serphia’s head into the wooden desk repeatedly, as opposed to rising to meet the new challenger.

“STOP! Just STOP!!”
Finally having managed to load the dart gun, Liaena turned as she cried out to empty the clip into Serphia’s large and ample backside. Hardly registering the result, the girl spun around to face Rithrynn – or at least where she perceived the elf to be – holding another vial in her hand in a decidedly threatening manner. The cork was out. According to form, the label on it was completely indecipherable. “Get them to stop fighting, Lieutenant, or I will! Don’t you get it!? He’s going to kill her!”

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"I can't believe it, Li! How could you get kidnapped AGAIN?! This is like the third time in a month, at least! I mean, by the goddess!"

“I did not ‘get kidnapped’ even once. And you’re late”
Liaena hissed back at the large Night Elf, looking none too happy with the accusations levelled at her on top of everything. Kathlin smiled at the other girl as she started to float gently into the air with the Sentinels, wind-milling her arms slightly to remain vertical. “I’m glad you’re okay, Li”

“Mmh. I could do without the party-crashers” Liaena muttered, eyes fixed on the miniature Valion. Kathlin followed her gaze.

"Try to be somewhat useful at the very least, girl!"

“Nah, bad plan” the little priestess gasped as she took advantage of Malizia’s distraction with Sijie-Serphia to reach into her pocket, pull out the dart gun, jam it into the side of the Draenei’s face and fire it off in one fluid action. Simultaneously Kathlin lifted a hand and the levitate spell holding her and the Night Elves was promptly dispelled, all dropping back to the floor.

*VROOOOOOM*

Sijie-Serphia was promptly bowled over by an extremely livid Serphia, who looked as though her mood had not improved even slightly from her brief time out in the air. Malizia dropping to the floor unconscious – again – Liaena lunged forward to try and intercept Valion as the room erupted into chaos again.

“Here, Li!”

Kathlin cried out as she spotted Valion, the latter darting for cover out of the way of all the Night Elves crashing around. Swooping down on him, the girl caught him up in the only weapon she had available - namely in a length of her winter cloak like a net.

Holding the edges together like a makeshift sack with an angry Valion bouncing around inside, Kathlin gave Liaena a slightly sheepish smile as she held the bundle of cloth out to her. “I didn’t want to hurt him”

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Valion may regret his chivalry.

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“I wonder if they had a plan….” Kathlin wondered aloud as she watched Silje-Serphia bolt up the stairs like a frightened rabbit. The girl sounded, if anything, distinctly sympathetic towards the terrified fake-Night-Elf. “…it didn’t seem to plan for that bit”

Sheltering next to Rithrynn where the Night Elf took her first step towards the stairs, the girl turned quickly as they walked to see another faux-Sentinal charging headlong at them. She smacked headfirst into a glimmering shield that appeared out of nowhere and collapsed to the floor groaning. “Or this bit. Are you okay?”

Pausing to bend down and inspect the large bruiser forming on her head, Kathlin was grabbed by the scruff to be dragged forcefully after Rithrynn as she strode purposefully towards the stairs. Around them, the actual Night Elves were very much getting the better of the fake ones, the latter both unused to their large size, and trained to fight in heavy protective armour. Which the Keldorei traditional garb…. did not entail.

*

“I apologize for the crude methods, my lady, but unfortunately; given the circumstances; they were necessary.”

“………”

Still very much in the grip of terror, it took several seconds for Liaena to process the warmth on her skin and the notable absence of dark claws enveloping her, much less process any pleasantries Valion had to offer her.

Shaking like a leaf, the girl swallowed hard as she tried to recover her composure. She was in Sharon’s office, in Stormwind. Not a cave. Not in Northrend.

Although apparently, very much in trouble.

Liaena tensed as she ran through all of her options in her head. Her potions were virtually gone, and raided if the large Draenei holding her off the ground was anything to go by. She didn’t visualise herself going toe to toe with her captor physically. Which left her with the dart gun that may or may not still be in her pocket. It was hard for her to tell, and impossible to check without alerting the Draenei to its presence.

“AAAAAAHH! HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP ME! THERE’S A PSYCHO WOMAN IN THE HOUSE!”

Silje-Serphia almost crashed into Liaena when she ran headlong into the room, lunging behind the Draenei to whine and cry in terror. As Malizia and Valion were momentarily baffled and diverted by her presence, Liaena slipped a hand into her pocket to quietly withdraw her dart gun. The vial arming it empty, she reached a hand into her satchel to find one extra clip and jam it into place. Then she slipped it straight back into her pocket again, heart thumping.

“The elven warlord, she said she was gonna eat me! LIGHT, who is she?!”

“……”

Liaena couldn’t help herself but let out a dry chuckle where she dangled in Malizia’s grip. “….Y-you don’t even know who she is? Wow. You’re disposable, aren’t you?”

The thudding of furious feet bounding on to the landing, then slowing to a low patient stride as Serphia stalked down the corridor, flinging open doors at random was audible to everyone in the room as Liaena took a deep breath to yell at the top of her lungs: “OH SERPHIA, IS THAT YOU!? WHAT’RE YOU DOING IN SHARON’S STUDY??”