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"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

“But now, I need a solution. To the problems YOU created! Have you perchance seen the giant death knight outside?"

“That I…” Liaena began heatedly, before shutting her mouth with an audible ‘clack’ as she glowered up at Serphia.

“Those with no potions, shouldn’t pick fights with big Night Elves!” -- The small globule of brain matter labelled ‘common sense’ cried plaintively.

“Why thank you, me. I hadn’t noticed.”

“I haven’t seen it, but apparently it exists. I was down here looking for an antidote. Unfortunately most of my stock got blown up by something”

Okay, maybe small amounts of fight-picking.

Luckily, Serphia seemed to have ignored her impudence in favour of fixating on the potion, readily apparent in Liaena’s hand. “Is that an antidote!? Give it here, ape!”

“Nooo – no, not exactly!” Liaena cautioned, taking a quick step back to ward off any potential lunges at her as she held up a hand in restraint. “It’s a polymorph. Add a hair of an animal to it, and whoever drinks it becomes that animal. My line of thinking was: make the giant Draenei a much smaller giant thing that can’t fight – that has to be an improvement”

“….”

“….”

“….I am not that small!” Liaena snarled, as she finally caught the motive of the two Night Elves, both of which and Serphia in particular were giving her a very fixed stare. “I meant – like a rabbit or something! Miz Collins keeps game hanging, I think!”

*

“So….you mean to say that it isn’t illegal, so long as you do it properly?” Kathlin enquired lightly, with a trace of a smile on her face as she looked back at the High Elf. “That’s just what Li says”

The girl looked down at the armour she had just received. “So yes, I will use this. Thank you”

A minute later, the pair looked like oversized gnomish alchemists in their strange garb. Kathlin studied the mesh of cogs and gears, that Sharon was starting to carefully assemble into some sort of weird machine. “Mister Daldieb, your house is warded and the Death Knight is outside it. You’re either going to need to break through the spells protecting us, or take the highly illegal thing outside. I expect guards will arrive shortly”

….

“Did you want help setting that up? Although, it is against several tenants of my religion unfortunately”

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“Uh….a little of the theory, sir” Kathlin responded as she walked behind Sharon up the stairs. “Nothing much”

Walking at quite a brisk pace, it did not take long for the pair to reach Sharon’s office, or ‘sanctum’. A sorry state it was in by that point, with the desk overturned and chairs broken after the fight with the chevaliers (and Malizia) earlier. Kathlin obligingly levitated the desk and tilted it rightside up, and Sharon picked up the only chair in the room that had miraculously not been broken in order to seat himself on it.

“Were you thinking of teleporting the giant Draenei, Mister Dal’dieb?” Kathlin enquired as she perched perilously on the edge of a three-legged chair. “I expect she is in the order of ten to twenty times her standard height, the size of a portal needed to transport that mass…would require an overcharge of the spell by….quadruple the mana drain. Maybe more. Is that why you wanted the mana crystals?”

….

“She is also probably covered in Night Elves. Preventing them from being transported also could be a problem for you. Although…I suppose you might not mind that” Kathlin added, cocking a head as she listened to the faint shrieks and roars audible from the street, before looking back at Sharon. “….unless you had a different plan, of course?”

*

“Antidotes…antidotes….I swear to the Light, I left them in that box!”

Down in the cellars inside Sharon’s – now Liaena’s – private laboratory, Liaena looked up with hair amok and wild eyed from a large crate that she was searching through, before diving to start rooting through another, identical crate. “Why, WHY does everyone always move my things!?”

Maybe Malizia and the Night Elves could exterminate each other? That would definitely be a net positive, a small part of Liaena’s brain that appeared to have taken a backseat mused to itself. After all, if Malizia ending up crushing the entire city, Sherpa might die too. It could probably be rebuilt eventually.

“Rrgh! Stupid, brainless, elves that break my things!”

Glancing up from her fruitless search, Liaena’s eyes locked upon a vial of liquid that was sitting innocuously on the countertop. It was, evidently to her eyes, her polymorph.

….

So in theory, a giant small animal would still be considerably smaller than a giant giant draenei.

And it wasn’t as though she had anything else.

“Okay, fine! I’ll take it!” Liaena snapped at nobody in particular as she grabbed the vial and charged off again, out of the door and into the kitchens. “Miz Collins! MIZ COLLINS! WHERE’S THE GAME LARDER?”

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“Liaena…your bag did not contain any growth potions, did it?”

“…Maybe..?” Liaena shrugged tiredly, before giving Sharon a quizzical look. “Why?”

“Now THIS opens up possibilities, it does!”

The booming voice from outside vibrated through the entire room. This was followed immediately by a series of crashing noises that shook the room, causing the occupants to duck, and maniacal laughter. Judging from the splintering sounds, Malizia was trying to pull the roof off.

“I think she’s trying to pull the roof off”

“Really, you think!?” Liaena snarled as she braced herself against a wall, before catching Sharon’s eye. “How big?”

“Er. Well, do you remember that demon…?”

“Light damn it….fel cursed Night Elves. I am going to shove Serphia so far up that wretched creatures ass, she’ll come out of its mouth. That’s a two for the price of one…” Liaena growled, the little girl’s skin pink with anger as she devolved into inconsequential mutterings. Kathlin shot an extremely worried look at the ceiling, as another sprinkling of plaster reigned down on them.

“Li, do you have an antidote?”

“….Maybe!?” Liaena snapped back at her, before looking about wildly. “So my supplies have exploded – twice – I’m running on reserves here! There might be something down in the lab – did you expect there to be a catalogue or something!?”

“…could you make some?”

“Sure, just give me a few hours! Sharon’ll still have a house by then, right?”

“Liaena!”

Sharon had cut himself into the rapidly building argument to give his girlfriend a pleading look. “sweetheart, even if there might be something – could you please check?”

*CRASH*

This noise really did shake the house, sending the four in the room onto the floor as it distinctly sounded as though most of the rafters and tiles had come clean off. Liaena scrambled to her feet, stabbing a finger at Kathlin as she turned towards the corridor to the cellars. “Okay – okay – Kitty, go with the Night Elves and stall her, would you!? I’ll be back asap!”

“Uh, sure, Li” Kathlin muttered as the former went haring down the corridors, before turning to look at Sharon and shrugging her shoulders slightly. “I’ll follow you, Mister Dal’dieb”

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“….”

It was an established and well known fact that it took a considerable amount to render Liaena speechless, and large explosions were normally something that rendered her relatively complacent – after all, she was normally the source. In this instance however, the girl had nothing witty to add to the situation as she studied the multicoloured cloud dismally. “….That…was the last of my stock”

“Oh dear” Kathlin murmured, also staring at the destruction Her comment was entirely lost in the noises of Sharon raging at Serphia, but Liaena soon became aware of the other girl tugging on her sleeve persistently. “Li. Li. We need to go and help. Wake up, Li”

“Last. Of my stock. Needed two weeks fermentation”
Liaena muttered, tone turning increasingly into a snarl as Kathlin towed her out of the room and down the main staircase. Serphia didn’t seem to bothered with their departure, most of her attention being taken up by a furious Sharon “Well. Maybe you shouldn’t have introduced your stock to a Death Knight and tied it to a Night Elf then”

“I. Hate. Night. Elves.”

“Yes, yes” Kathlin tossed over her shoulder as she broke into a run though the atrium, out of the door/rug and down the path. Exiting through the gate was more than easy to achieve, given the gate was now a pile of twisted metal. “Hello? Is anyone hurt? Is everyone okay!?”

“Aaaggh!” a shrill cry met the pair, who turned to look. A woman had appeared at a pair of completely shattered windows. She looked entirely unhurt, if a little windswept, but stared at them with eyes of madness. “My curtains! My beautiful curtains!”

“I’m sorry Ma’am, we can’t provide treatment for curtains” Kathlin responded as Liaena stared blankly down the street. Thankfully, it did appear that there had only been damage to property and the street. Nobody appeared to have been hurt, which was a small miracle given that it was around eleven on a weekend. The bad weather of late had presumably counted for something – either that or Sharon’s house had already become known as a no-go zone, which made a lot of sense considering past events. “I need to leave this house, Kitty. Before I, or those Night Elves, destroy each other”

“Hmm…” Kathlin said, cocking a head to one side as she looked back at her. “You’ll have a hard time destroying them without potions”

“not helping”

“Sorry”

….

“Well…let’s go back inside, before the city guard show up and try arrest you for this” the taller girl said finally, taking her fuming colleague by the arm to tug her towards the house again. “And talk to Mister Dal’dieb, and make a plan, or something. I’m surprised you’re so mad, Li. Didn’t you do this yourself during Winters Veil 617?”

“again not helping”

“Again sorry”

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“HOW HARD IS TO KEEP ONE DEATH KNIGHT UNCONCIOUS AND UNDER CONTROL AFTER WE ALREADY BEAT HER TO UNCONCIOUS ONCE!?”

“I never realised it before, but this Draenei and I may actually be…kindred spirits. Move over Vashi. Sorry Sharon”
Liaena rubbed a hand against her temple as she tried to locate the best way to articulate herself to a very bad-tempered Serphia. Not for the first time, her body was informing her she had been awake for over 48 hours and counting. “Your sentinel bravely volunteered to take down the crazy Death Knight. A true warrior – not to mention it’s her job, being employed as Sharon’s bodyguard and all”

Kathlin glanced her way, raising an eyebrow slightly as an obvious non-verbal communication. “That wasn’t your most tactful”

“Shut up”

“So yeah. It’s very gracious of you to come and assist, Captain. I hope she didn’t disturb you in the middle of anything” Liaena finished in a relatively consolatory tone, gesturing at Mei to indicate the ‘she’. “This Death Knight is….hard to put down. Apparently”

“At this point, if Serphia does end up going for her, that Death Knight probably will end up destroyed. Which I would be okay with frankly”

“They are going to go out of a window eventually” Kathlin observed, listening to the crashes and screams that was going on inside the room – a sitting room, if Liaena remembered correctly. The dark haired girl frowned as she threw Kathlin a quick glance. “…Fair point. We should probably avoid—“

*CRASH*

“AIIIIIIEEE!”

“ALLIE!”

“—That”

Faced with a stare from both Kathlin and Serphia, Liaena coughed slightly with a light shrug of her shoulders. “Your sentinel –is very dedicated. A true credit to her squad”

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“I – SWEAR – I – WILL – DESTROY – THIS – STUPID – FEL-DAMNED – THING!” Liaena screamed in pure fury as she was dragged after the satchel like one of those manic cat-toys. “KITTY!”

“Sigh”

The other apprentice waved a hand at the satchel, and it suddenly once again dropped to the floor as a lifeless receptacle of baggage once more. Liaena now found herself tangled up with what remained of a table before the Night Elves had apparently used it as a bed the night before. It was slightly sticky to touch as she fought her way out of it with much accompanied crashes and snarling. “Light, I am so sick of this stupid thing. Why will it not just sit down, and shut up, and accept that we’ve won. I swear, I am just going to destroy it…”

“Don’t do that” Kathlin said in a long suffering tone as she looked down at the satchel, and it suddenly bobbed into the air before them. The thing was behaving distinctly erratically, as it kept doing short darts forward every few seconds, before each time the girl waved a hand over it and it went limp again. “You can’t exactly begrudge people for not knowing when to quit, Li”

“Hmph. Well, I’m better at it” Liaena scowled, before looking over at Aleena and Sharon. The former was looking slightly discomforted from being caught out in her rather overt seduction attempts – apparently, attempting to shove the entire squad in ones but was fair game, but to stray outside the fold? Sacrilege.

Not that she wasn’t entirely in agreement with Lithrielle, but for somewhat different motives…

“Keep that up, would you?” Liaena commanded Kathlin in a much quieter tone, as she grabbed the shoulder sling of the satchel and started to trail it carefully towards Aleena. The two elves seemed to be mostly preoccupied by themselves – and Sharon – to notice Liaena as she snooped up behind, and quietly looped the sling around some convenient leather ties that held Aleena’s quiver to her back – and then tied a knot in it. Meanwhile, Kathlin was giving her a look that could have frozen hell over as she smirked back, and then stepped away to trail around and enter into the conversation. “Hey Sharon? What’s going on?”

Throwing her arms around the High Elf, Liaena gave Aleena an incredibly butter-wouldn’t-melt smile as she gave Sharon an extremely possessive tug away from the Night Elves. “Weren’t we going to talk to Captain Serphia now? Are those two coming with us, or something?”

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“No, no….I was just talking to the Queldorei, that’s all” Aleena muttered as she took a half step after Sharon as the pair backed away, before frowning as she felt something bobbing behind her, before reaching back. “Wha…”
“MWAHAHAHAH! YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD CONTAIN ME!”
-THUD-

AHHHHH!

*CRASH CRASH CRASH CRASH*

“I think you’re warming up to her”

Kathlin said in her driest tone as the pair, plus Sharon, plus Silje beat a hasty retreat towards the stairs. Liaena meanwhile shrugged indifferently. “Eh. I just make the best of the tools I have. And she’s a tool”

“So. I guess we’re going to help Vashi and the Draenei then” Kathlin remarked lightly as she stepped up the stairs. Liaena gave her a sour look, before lighting back into a smirk again as she studied the chaos downstairs. Apparently, it was quite hard to remove the quiver from her shoulders – for some reason, it was built to last.
“Eh. Fine. If Sharon’s up for it”

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“Ugh! Damn it!” Liaena cursed, torn between trying to wipe her bleeding nose and clutch at the crazed box that was in her hand. The stupid thing took another pot shot at her, smacking into her midriff hard before falling innocently to the ground. “Kitty! Little help!?”

“Hm?” Kathlin gave her a vague look, before raising an eyebrow at her. “Help?”

“SHUT DOWN THAT BOX – if you can. Light, do I have to do everything!?” Liaena snarled, before forcing the Malizia box into her satchel. The thing promptly started to jump about as if it were alive, but at this point at least it was in a big enough thing for her to be able to cling onto effectively. “Cancel the spell, would you!?”

“That won’t stop her recasting it. And I expect Death Knights have considerable stamina”
Kathlin remarked in an indifferent tone as she peered at the satchel. To illustrate her point, the girl waved a hand and the satchel went limp. A moment later it started to jump about again, with Malizia’s voice faintly emenating in a thin cackle of laughter. “HAHAHAAA! You fools! You think you can stand against my might!?”

“A mage would be better suited to polymorph her, or freeze her solid. Hey, Vashi could do that. Maybe we should go help her out with Serphia so she could come with”

“OR – Sharon could do that as well. Quit being obtuse, unless you’re volunteering as the replacement to pacify Serphia!” Liaena snapped, gathering the badly behaved satchel up in her arms. Kathlin followed her gaze towards Sharon.
“I don’t know. He seems preoccupied…”

“LEAVE ME BE, INSOLENT WRETCH! OR I WILL REMOVE YOU FROM THIS EARTH….later…mmmhhh”

The words upstairs tailing away into nothing but grumbly murmurs as Serphia presumably retreated back into her love nest, Kathlin eyed the bouncing satchel askance. “You know…she could always be the replacement”

“….”

“Eh. Maybe.” Liaena muttered, taking a firm grasp on the bag again and peering upstairs. “Just give it a moment, would you. Let’s see how this plays out”

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“Chop her limbs then. Death Knights do not bleed, but she also cannot do anything without those. It would be a sufficient working plan”

“Uhm…I think that would count as ‘torture’” Kathlin said cautiously after the Bezerker, who had now gone to start slowly climbing the stairs in a Serphia based direction. “Which isn’t really allowed”

“What are these things you call ‘human rights’? This house disbelieves in their existence!” Liaena drawled, before crouching down next to Malizia’s head. “Fine, whatever, I’m going to shrink her. Kitty, do you think you can stop her if she lets rip with any spells?”

“Some magic, maybe. I’m not good with curses” Kathlin cautioned, before throwing a glance after Mei and Vashi. “Li, weren’t you going to help them with Serphia?”

“….So put it this way: if Serphia gets kill-happy with that Draenei, she can just leave. No harm done” Liaena commented after a pause. Producing a potion, she inserted the neck into Malizia’s mouth and upended it. “If I get stuck between a Serphia that wants me dead, and a Sherpa that wants me dead? Slightly more of a problem. And I’m going to need to do a brew, I’m not made of potions, yeesh”

“She did help us fight the Death Knight”

“Granted! Buuut….if she’s going to stay here, I can’t endlessly babysit her. And if I’m not endlessly babysitting her, she needs to learn how not to piss off Night Elves with her existence” Liaena retorted with some finality in her tone. Malizia having shrunken to the size of a very very small Draenei, the girl straightened up holding her between finger and thumb, produced her now rather grubby tin with air holes and dropped her inside. “Call it a baptism by fire, if you will”

“I seem to recall those not being much fun….” Kathlin murmured, as she gave Liaena a distinctly hard look. “….and she’s also trying to help Rithrynn. Who is your friend”

“—Who has left me in equally embarrassing situations for a extended period any number of times. Quit nagging me!”

“….”

“….”

“Well, the Death Knight still needs to go” Kathlin concluded quietly after a long pause. Glancing around, she briefly caught Sharons eye. “It’d probably be better if you didn’t come with us, Mister Dal’dieb. You being August Personage with a price on your head and everything”

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“Weren’t we just going to give her to the city watch?” Liaena enquired, giving Malizia a look of distaste. The girl looked none too thrilled about the prospect of potentially not booting the Death Knight out of the door post haste; given she evidently concurred whole-heartedly with Sharon about Night-Elven competence levels. The last thing that was required was for Malizia to start yet another rampage of destruction.

It had been a long day.

“That sounds like quite a good idea, actually” Kathlin agreed amicably in response to Mei’s sheep-question. The second young woman of the trio appeared considerably less aggravated with the situation than her shorter colleague as she gave the Draenei a light smile. “Would you like me to accompany you? I need to help Silje give a statement anyway”

“Uhhh…what?” Silje stuttered at this. The girl looked caught between conflicting emotions: the joy of finally leaving the (mad)house and the fear of what awaited her on the outside. “They’ll arrest me!”

“Of course they won’t….”
“yeah, they might”

Kathlin exhaled slightly as she gave Liaena a very pointed look of ‘you’re not helping’ over Silje’s shoulder. “You were used like a pawn. They’re not going to arrest you. But you should give a statement. You’re a witness of all of this”

“Uh-huhmmm….” Silje said nervously, not looking entirely on board with all of this. Kathlin frowned slightly, studying the Draenei at their feet again. “Alternatively…we could just call the guard in. That would save us shifting her across the city. But your household is crazy and might attack them. What do you think?” (This was aimed at Sharon)

Liaena meanwhile had been distracted by Mei and the talk of disturbing Serphia at her…play. The young woman merely quirked an eyebrow at the Draenei. “....Why not. After you then”

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“They’re not going to start killing everyone…” Kathlin said consolingly as she tried to sooth the frightened girl. The priestess turned to look at her other human companion, who was giving the scene a rather calculating look. “Because that would be bad, right, Li?”

“If they all killed each other, it would actually solve an awful lot of my problems…”

“Right Li?”

“What? Oh, uhh….yes, of course. We couldn’t have that” Liaena grumbled, before devoting slightly more of her attention to the proceedings. “…now now. Play nicely. And who or what is Luci?”

“Uhm, I think she’s one of the Night Elves from earlier” Kathlin said. The girl’s face took on an expression of slight embarrassment as she extended a foot to give Malizia’s hindquarters a gentle poke with a cough. “She got a bit….um, stuck”

“Fine. Fine. The doctor is in”

Liaena produced rather a long pair of tongs from out of a pocket, then stepped forward to roll Malizia over. Given how scantily clad the Draenei was, it was not difficult to access ‘certain areas’. After a few moments of probing, the girl brightened up moments before she withdrew a thing that was, while normally bluish purple, currently bright red in the face from screaming. “—THIS INSTANT! I WILL DESTROY YOU! VILE PURPLE DEMON THING! YOU…whuuuuu the sun, it’s bright…”

“There you go, have some proof it was this things fault. Not the other one. And take your sister, she smells” Liaena informed one of the Night Elves that had just stepped into the room. The Night Elf in question looked completely discombobulated by the sudden retrieval of Luci, before her glowing red eyes of anger blended seamlessly back to silver as she started to titter with laughter. “Ahhhahaha! Luci! You’ve found a friend!”

“I HAVE NOT, you, you –stupid face! Get out of here!”

“It looks like you got into somewhere, tihihihiii!”

“I was attacked---! WE ARE NOT A THING, HER AND ME!”

“Crisis averted? Maybe” Liaena grunted at Kathlin, who merely gave her a smile in response. The girl’s eyes moved around to settle on Mei, then narrowed. “If you hack them off again, you’re on your own though”