Feychild

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“….”

“Oh no, don’t mind us” Kathlin said meekly as Mei twisted around to realise that she and Vashi were in fact floating several inches off the floor. Underneath them both in their shadow were the two girls, both giving them amused smiles – one decidedly more sardonic than the other. “Do carry on. The church doesn’t discriminate”

“Not sure….Night Elves, they’re basically love’s terrorists” was Liaena’s input into the equation as she clambered to her feet. “--and we preach against radicalisation”

“It’s alright. Draenei and Kel’dorei actually have similarities in their mating practices, despite their different background. While Draenei are not necessarily matriarchal, their culture upholds fighting for their mate and as for areas of stimulation---“

“SHIT! The Death Knight! Where did it go!?” Liaena cut off Kathlin’s recitation of an encyclopaedia with a curse as she locked eyes on the striking absence of Malizia in the room. Glancing around, the girl hissed a couple few choice words under her breath as she realised Sharon was also not immediately to be seen. “Sharon? Sharon! Where are you!?”

Hurrying over to where Sharon had been thrown against the wall, Liaena picked up the little elf gently to deposit him with the greatest of care on her shoulder. “Sorry, Sharon. I’ve got your antidote here”

“Gahh…I hate it when you’ve beaten a bad guy, fair and square – and they just up and vanish!! What’s the justice in that!? It’s like cheating!!”

“You – Vashi. Save the canoodling for later. Do you know where that Death Knight went!? She must have teleported, right? Can you trace that?” Liaena demanded as she strode back towards Vashi and Mei – neither of whom seemed particularly eager to disentangle from each other.

“It depends on the spell, Li. If it was an extradimensional portal, she could be anywhere” Kathlin volunteered quietly as she also got to her feet, with a brief nod in Mei’s direction. “Like what happened with your friend here. But if it was a teleport, this house is covered with anti-teleportation wards. It’d be pretty difficult to defend if it wasn’t, let’s be fair. So she’s still inside the land boundary”

The girl bobbed her head in Sharon’s direction. “Is that right, Mister Dal’dieb?”

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I. WILL. DESTROY. YOU.

@Rithy

I was actually considering taking a months holiday from work D:

Halp! *runs away*

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Yeah! I posted! *CRASH* -zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz-

this is going on for a month. I wonder how me taking a months holiday would go down. Tempting.

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“I’ve heard one of those things, at least” Kathlin observed dubiously as she floated slowly down from the hole in the ceiling. “Li, maybe you should let me handle that”

“Hmm…I’ve run out of disinfectant” Liaena mused aloud as she peered at the most serious looking jagged wound in Mei’s arm. Choosing to completely ignore the other apprentice, the girl’s eyes fixated on the bottle Mei had just been handed. “Perfect, thanks”

Removing it with a deft swipe out of the much larger woman’s hands, the girl reached into her bag to produce a corkscrew that she held like a weapon. Liaena then started to attack the cork with a vengeance, levering it slowly out of the bottle as Kathlin hovered behind with an Are-You-Sure-You-Know-What-You’re-Doing look painted all over her face. “Poultice”

“….I do rank you, you know”

Glancing around briefly in the fairly decimated cellar, Kathlin reached down to grab the edge of her robe and tear off a sizeable length of it. Rolling this up and passing it to Liaena, the latter started cheerfully soaking it in alcohol. “Really? Since when?”

“Forever? But I passed an exam, so it’s now official”

“Well congratulations. I’m sure that gave you all you need in real-world skills” Liaena said in a decidedly sardonic tone as she pressed the soaked poultice into the cut – hard. From Mei’s perspective, it was as though her arm had just been set on fire. Kathlin watched her eyes anxiously for any sign of a bezerker rage. “Tell me, did they test your kidnapability?”

“No.”

Kathlin pointed up at the Draenei, who looked as though she wasn’t particularly enjoying being the centre of the two girls’ attention – particularly Liaena’s. “Would you mind if I healed her now?”

“….”

“Fine, fine….I’ve cleaned the wound for you” the smaller girl grumbled after a long, grumpy silence. Shifting away from Mei, Kathlin replaced her at the Draenei’s side, laying a hand on the still oozing wound as she gave Mei a light smile. “I’m very sorry to hear about your warlock problem. Light protect you. And uhm, heal you”

Closing her eyes, Kathlin raised her chin up to look towards the ceiling as she began to mouth words silently under her breath. As she did so, a glow started to emanate from under the hand that was resting on Mei’s arm, rapidly increasing to then fade away. As the girl finished the prayer and removed her hand, the bleeding wound was replaced with scarred tissue that looked like the injury was at least a week old. The girl gave her a somewhat awkward smile, shrugging her shoulders clumsily before moving on to the next injury, a far less grievous wound in her leg. “I can’t…uh, promise the protection bit, but I’ll do my best”

“She can’t fight” Liaena informed Mei in a loud, not-whisper. A hand reappeared briefly from behind the massive hulk that was Mei to hold up a finger defensively. “Protect those. That protect themselves. Scripture!"

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rrrghhhhttt....

My job is sending me on-site currently, which means that I have to get up an hour earlier than normal. So I have to go to bed early. I lack the free time -_-

I will try and get my act together - in the meantime, you guys can carry on without me, you know! I know, I know, heresy. Glad you're all hanging around at any rate (I'll try post tomorrow)

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“Sharon!” Liaena cried out as she caught sight of the little mage stranded in the middle of the cellar floor. The girl swooped forward to pick him up as Mei executed a fairly impressive mid-air manoeuvre to avoid the high-elf and crashed into some boxes instead. “Are you okay? Sorry about the gate-crashers, I was about to throw them out…”

“This is it... this time die for good… go to your dark overlords!!!”

-STOMP-

“…I think we’ve won anyway” Liaena stated as the combination of Draenei stomp and Vashi bolt hammered onto the Death-Knight’s head, the latter sprawled on an unconscious mess on the floor. The girl eyed Mei with a rare look of respect in her eyes. “Thanks for the assist. Although really….do I know you?”

“She was summoned from a portal, so probably not” Kathlin called down from the hole in the floor above them. Liaena gave the broken floorboards an odd look, then glanced at Mei askance.
“….So is she a construct then?”

“Probably not, constructs don’t bleed”

“Right.” Liaena agreed after a moments consideration of this point, before returning her attention to Mei. “….Right! Sit down! You are literally running on adrenaline, your arm is bust up and I’m unconvinced about concussion” the girl was fearlessly pushing the huge Draenei at this point. This might normally have had zero effect, but Mei found herself floating under the effects of zero gravity once again. This allowed Liaena to propel her effortlessly across the floor to dump her onto an old chair that had been left as one of the rooms sole furnishings besides the shelves.

Taking a closer look at Mei’s arm that was currently bleeding profusely, Liaena wrinkled her nose as she dug into her bag to come out with a small vial and a roll of bandages. “Get down here, would you!?”

“Coming. Just dealing with cinders” Kathlin’s voice floated back through the hole. “Li - is there any liquid in this house that’s not flammable? I can only find alcohol”

“Really? I’d have thought water would be the thing that’s not touched” Liaena sniffed, before returning her attention to Mei as she uncorked the vial with a distinctly ominous sounding ‘plop’. “…This might sting a bit”

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“…..”

“…..I hope your Mister Dal’dieb is insured”

Studying the huge cloud of dust, Liaena took a tentative step forward. “What, against war zones? That’d be a premium”

“You live with him. It’s a reasonable expense”

Creeeeeeeeeak

….

CRACK

….

CRASHHHHHH!

With a very final splintering of wood, the much abused timber and plaster beneath the combatants gave way beneath the combined weight of Draenei + Draenei + Draenei’s heavy Death-Knight armour. Liaena was left staring at a large hole in the floor, from which a slight fog caused by Malizia’s frost spells gently rose.

“….I hope your Mister Dal’dieb is okay”

“With his luck, he’s probably stuck in the Death Knight’s butt….” Liaena hissed as she sat down at the edge of the hole, feet dangling over the edge as she started to lower herself in. “…I’m going down there”

“Okay”

Landing lightly on the floor of the room the pair had crashed into; Liaena identified the place as one of the many store rooms linked to the kitchen Miss Collins held sway over. In all likelihood the place would recently have been full, all of the shelves were now stripped courtesy of the Night-Elf storm that had swept through the manor….Liaena wasn’t sure whether or not this constituted a silver lining.

Drawing her dart-gun from a pocket, Liaena checked to ensure the thing was loaded with a suitable vial as she approached the groaning mass of limbs cautiously. “Sharon? Hey, Sharon?”

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“Uhm…do you need any help!?”

Peering under Vashi’s arm, Liaena stared up at the battle above them with a broad smirk across her face. “I dunno. They look like they’re doing OK without you”

“Uhuh. Mister Dal’dieb helped a lot” Kathlin concurred as she followed Liaena’s gaze, although with a more concerned expression. “That Draenei is really going to feel it in the morning”

“Well, you could always Smite the death knight”

“…..”

“Eh. I guess.” Kathlin said in a distinctly unenthused tone. “It almost seems rude”

“….why?” Liaena gave her a dubious look. “For doubting their skills? You’ve spent too long with the Night Elves”

“BIND HER, BLAST HER, TURN HER INTO CINDERS! EVERYTHING AS LONG AS IT’S EFFECTIVE!!”

“Nooo…it’s just…calling for divine assistance for something this petty? It’s like asking the Light to fix a paper cut”

“You call this petty?” Liaena snorted, before glancing at Vashi. “It’s all yours then. I only have A-O-E”

-FWOOOOSSSSHH-
“GYAAAAH!”

“The Light helps those who help themselves” Kathlin stubbornly recited over the screams from upstairs. “It’s in the doctrine, if you ever read it”

“AGAIN! HIT HER AGAIN!”

“Doctrine written by the ike of Marshall? Sure sounds like words to live by” Liaena snarked back at her companion, who merely gave her a slightly disgruntled look in return.
“Li, they hardly need divine intervention. A firebomb works just fine”

-BOOOM-
“ARRRRGH!”

“Tragic. I’m banned inside the house”
-CRASH-
“Really. Somebody managed to ban you. The church needs to employ them”
“The church can get nicer furnishings, then we’ll talk”

-splat-

“….”

“Are they done?” Kathlin queried into the sudden silence from upstairs.
“Looks like” Liaena concluded as she stared upwards, before finally giving Vashi a second look. “Oh did you say something earlier?”

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“What?”

Kathlin stared at the High Elf, then at Aleena, then at the High Elf again. “Oh yes. I see.”

“….”

“Well, Li and those three Night Elves are still fighting the Death Knight upstairs” Kathlin commented lightly following an awkward pause.

“One of Night Elves summoned a Draenei, so now they’re fighting the Death Knight too. She seemed to take offence to her existence – which I can understand, I suppose. This is….sorry, what did you say your name was?”

This last question was directed at Silje. The girl did not seem terribly happy at even having the smallest amount of attention directed at her, as she visibly shrunk away from the Night Elves. “Silje”

“Silje. She’s a student at the academy” There was a loud crash of breaking wood from upstairs, which made the girl glance up with a smile on her face. “Oh, apparently they’re doing well up there”

*

“Elune….Li! Why did you do that!?”

“Because you were in the way of anything stronger. Also, you’re welcome” Liaena snarked back as she took a swift detour around the two night elves to jump through the hole after the Draenei. The disturbing lightness of her satchel said a lot about exactly why she had chosen not to begin with something more explosive, and it wasn’t anything to do with potential Rithrynn-related collateral damage. “And get a move on!”

Skidding out of the door to the room she had created a door too from the study, Liaena almost crashed headlong into the strange Draenei that had apparently appeared out of nowhere during her brief stint in Lala-Land. Reservations towards random strangers showing up her house notwithstanding, Liaena could help but be impressed as the woman tore a giant strip of wood out of the door – already mostly shredded by Malizia’s attentions – and hurled it over-arm down the corridor at the Death Knight.

“Lady mage, please block her way with some magic... please! I cannot allow her to escape again, I beg you!!!”

“Feel like going faster then?”

“…..”

Mei seemed to only barely notice Liaena’s presence at this point, giving her an odd look. “Wh…”

In one motion, the girl grabbed the back of the Draenei’s jerkin – just above the belt, Mei truly dwarfed Liaena – and gave a sharp push forward. With the first touch, the Draenei felt herself undergo weightlessness as her feet bobbed off the ground. The push saw the Draenei careen forwards, completely unrestricted by gravity under the spell as she flew down the corridor after Malizia. The warrior was travelling far faster in her condition than Malizia could run, even if she was only barely in control of her own trajectory.

-CRASH-

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schmaybe,

I kind'a feel like we're kind'a stealing Mei's duel here too...

@Rithy

Quite. We should not interfere, and allow her to take care of it according to the traditions of her ancient kin.

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DESK!

...was the wind! <_< >_>