Sinerathin

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

If only I had a dice... ah well, the disaster may come however it wants. I doubt it could get worse for Sharon anyway :P

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

"But Bella’s been shrunk, so it might take a bit longer than normal for them to find out that she’s down here. That’s something, at least”

Alissah, having completely forgotten about the condition of the unfortunate priestess and colleague of Kathlin who had gotten herself shrunk somehow, would suddenly blink before turning to gaze towards Kathlin.

"Shrunk? You mean the girl who went up that Night Elf's butt?" Alissah would inquire. It had indeed been a peculiar sight to see the tiny girl, presumably Bella, pulled right out from Aleena’s big, purple butt. It had been a surprise to her, but also somewhat amusing as well.
“Do you know where she is at the moment?

Bella appeared to have come unscathed from the whole unusual predicament of having been trapped in some elf’s big backside. At least physically. Her pride might have taken a hit though, Alissah reasoned. But while Bella had been fortunate enough to have been spared a further stay in Aleena’s butt, her ‘roommate’; if Alissah could call the captured White Hand battlemage that; had not been so lucky. Alissah had barely gotten a glimpse of Sathrielle before she had been firmly sent back up into the Sentinel’s large rear end!

“I should probably get her out… but I’ll do that later, she’s not going anywhere anytime soon I reckon.”

The whole ordeal with Sentinel Aleena made Alissah toy with the idea of hiring a Night Elf as her own mobile prison warden, which at least would have been a bit amusing.
When Kathlin mentioned that she had to leave however, Alissah would nod.

“Thank you for all you’ve done for me, Priestess Apprentice Lennox. I will rest for a while. Do not hesitate to call on me if you should need my help.” Alissah would speak as she gestured for Kathlin that she could leave, before leaning back to lay down onto her bed.

Staying at the Cathedral had the effect of filling Allisah with a sense of tranquility from a feeling of safety that she associated with those consecrated halls, and it didn’t take long for the woman to fall into a quiet slumber in the infirmary.

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“The city guard can’t arrest her here. This is holy ground.”

"I am more worried about what could happen if any of the papers got the whiff of the fact that we now held a Blood Elf here in the Cathedral, what with the recent attack in mind." Alissah spoke whilst staring towards the surrounding curtains, outside of which the Blood Elf was somewhere else in the infirmary, before she'd turn to look down at the front page of the newspaper again.

"It would be one; if you'll excuse me; political shitstorm! Journalists these days don't seem to care about the well being of the city or its citizens, being more than happy to throw fuel on the fire and exaggerate minor incidents all in the name of increased sales and publicity with no thought, regard or consideration to the potentially dangerous consequences of their reckless crowd agitation! 'Royal' Newspaper my ass!"

Alissah would grimace in disgust as she finished, before suddenly realizing that she was ranting in front of an apprentice! Upon this realization, Alissah would quickly turn to face Kathlin and make an apologetic bow with her head.

"Forgive my language, Apprentice Priestess Lennox." Alissah would say quickly as she held her head low.
"It was unprofessional of me to let my temper get the better of me!"

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"I wouldn't worry about the terrorist label quite yet. It seems the attackers were recognized mostly as elves." Alissah would mutter as she studied the newspaper.

Skimming through the pages, she saw the picture of a fallen Blood Elven Blood Knight lying on dead on the stone paved ground. She couldn't see the Blood Elf's face as it was covered by her helmet, but she could clearly make out two pointy ears going out at each side in the back of the helmet. And even though the picture was in black, white and brown, she could still recognize the light, tanned skin of the Blood Elf's exposed throat common among the Sin'Dorei from the sunny land of Quel'Thalas.

"While they may have the bodies of the fallen Blood Elves, I don't recall any of the Night Elves falling tonight. That would make it easier for us to deny any involvement of our Night Elves, and shift the blame entirely on the dead Blood Elves. All of our Night Elven companions are accounted for, aren't they?"

But Alissah would suddenly pause and look when a new pair suddenly entered the infirmary, and Kathlin went to check. As Kathlin appproached the curtains to look, Alissah instinctively moved her right hand towards her pistol lying in its holster on the nearby cupboard. But when Kathlin suddenly turned to look back with a reassuring smile, she'd quickly snap it back.

“Oh…it’s just Priest Gray, and a blood elf. Nothing to worry about”

"Good... " Alissah muttered, before suddenly raising an eyebrow as she looked up at Kathlin.
"A Blood Elf? Was she in the attack?!"

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Alissah continued to listen to the distant voices for a time, trying to discern whether there was to be a fight or similar. A fight in the Cathedral, the holiest and most sanctified spot in Stormwind, sounded unheard of! Yet the woman had seen stranger things in her time...

But eventually, Alissah would return her attention to the girl treating her, before giving her a small smile.

"Yes, I would appreciate that if you could." Alissah answered, as Kathlin notified one of the other apprentices passing through the infirmary about their desire, before she returned to tending Alissah's own injuries.

While the girl worked on cleaning and sterilizing the wound, Alissah would tense her muscles but remained as still as she could. She had noticed the occasional looks that Kathlin had given the numerous tattoos across her body, but Alissah pretended to not notice her.

"I was once a priestess, you know... " She started, taking a moment to gaze at Kathlin.
" ... sort of, at least. It was not a normal time."

Alissah paused, as if she had suddenly realized that she didn't know where she was going with that sentence, or didn't want to continue. Yet as she temporarily looked away from Kathlin whilst sitting on the edge of the bed, she'd notice the fellow apprentice of Kathlin return to the infirmary, holding an issue of the Stormwind Royal Newspaper.

She would accept the paper with a nod and a brief 'thank you', before she'd turn it to the side to gaze at the front page. Printed upon the front page were a series of large and bold letters, clearly laying out two distinct sentences.

"HEINOUS ATTACK IN THE NIGHT: HONOR'S WATCH ASSAULTED BY MYSTERIOUS ELVEN TERRORISTS!", printed over a large picture of Honor's Watch, its upper walls in flames, followed by another message, "HEROIC DEFENSE BY THE WHITE HAND - CRISIS AVERTED!".

"They sure were fast with the print... " Alissah would comment on the side, flickering past the first page to skim the rest of the article, which mostly consisted of a story about the heroic deeds of the White Hand fighting alongside Stormwind's Harbor Garrison and how they had saved the harbor from a potential invasion, as well as long lines of speculation about the mysterious elven threat and who they could be.

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"Without fear, there can be no bravery." Alissah spoke softly as she let the apprentice treat her, helping Kathlin with whatever buckles or leather armor pieces she might struggle with.

"To be brave is to act, even though you are afraid. It can be easy for a king to be 'brave', clad as he may be in the best armor, riding the fastest steed, and shielded by his armies. But for a lowly peasant girl, or mere apprentice - to stand face to face with the mask of horror yet not crumble takes true personal strength."

Alissah smiled as she allowed Kathlin to remove her upper body armor, which consisted a layer of reinforced leather acting like shoulder pads over her leather coat. Beneath her leather coat was a leather vest with embroidered leather pieces layered on top of each other in broad likes running down her front and back, with a reinforced and double woven silk underlay. Attached to her vest in either small bags, pockets or directly on were a multitude of weapons, devices and trinkets, ranging from small truesilver throwing knives to holy seals of protection, grenades, vials, trinkets and symbols of the church of light.

"But at the same time, fear fulfills a very important aspect of our existence. Namely, our survival." Alissah would continue.
"Men and women who do not feel fear, even when they are clearly threatened, tend to not last very long. It is a constant battle, fear and bravery, a delicate balance between our pursuit of nobler deeds, and our selfish instincts holding us back. True good exists in following the path in between the extremes."

As they removed Alissah's upper armor, it revealed her pale skin which was covered in old scars, especially centered around her back where she carried old wounds stemming from what could only be a whip or some similar tool.
Running all over her skin were multiple tattoos in blue ink, some forming holy symbols, while others carried holy verses and sayings. They ranged from everything from small stories, codes to simple expressions, such as "The light will burn away all sin", to "Through vengeance, redemption. Through death, peace.".

"I just came to think... " Alissah would suddenly say, as if she had just remembered something, before turning over to Kathlin.
"Don't you usually receive a couple of newspapers here at the Cathedral? They are usually quite early, and I wonder if they have written anything about last night's raid. A commotion of such a proportion is something I would not expect to go ignored."

But Alissah would suddenly become silent as a loud but distant voice could suddenly be heard booming through the Cathedral, coming from the nave!

"Is there a humie physician in this temple?!"

The woman would simply sit and listen for a moment, before turning to look at Kathlin with a surprised yet confused expression!

"Is that... ?"

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“Lets get you to the infirmary”

"Thank you, Apprentice Priestess Lennox." Alissah would answer, accepting Kathlin's guidance out of the nave and into the numerous side corridors of the Cathedral.

Although she knew the way to the infirmary herself, Alissah choose to not say anything, and instead let the young apprentice guide her through the smaller corridors. She enjoyed the company. It was always nice to see the one they had gone to save walking healthily and seemingly in good spirits, rather than lying in a wagon, either dead or sputtering blood as they drew a last breath.

In truth, when she had first seen the ritual hall where the White Hand had kept Kathlin, she had feared she would have had to kill the girl to put down whatever unholy monster might have possessed her!

Blessed be the light though, for no such thing had been necessary.

"You are quite brave for an apprentice." Alissah would start talking as she walked next to Kathlin, accepting whatever support the young priestess may have chosen to give her.

"Few ever walk away from a Ritual of Possession, and the few who do are usually not the same as before. Such dark magic can do terrible things to the human mind, create deep, psychological wounds that no ordinary healing could ever cure. So insidious is the workings of the dark arts, that many of those who fight it often lose themselves before ever falling in battle. A fate that can be worse than death." Alissah would say, turning to look towards Kathlin where she would grant the girl a surprisingly soft and warm smile.

"But you look perfectly fine. On the outside, at least. I hope it's the same on the inside as well."

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Sorry about that, I was indeed taking a break until I remembered that I still had one character, Alissah!

And yes, I have indeed been working on those backstories. I imagine I'll have the second one up by tomorrow. And don't worry about their OP status, they only have the power necessary to counteract team Sharon's plot armor :)

Also, I'll be very curious to see what reactions Aleena will get; not for having people stuffed up her butt, but walking right into the Cathedral with a unholy Runeblade strapped to her back and a human head dangling by her waist like a trophy!

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"I... hate portals."

Alissah grunted, the woman feeling like her guts had been completely rearranged - as if the Death Knight's work was not enough.

"T-thanks for the help." She would mutter under her breath, biting her teeth as she rose to her feet. But when she looked ahead, it became clear to her that her human escort consisting of Liaena's apprentices had already walked off and was meters ahead of her already.

" ... nevermind."

Clutching her side, she would walk with a slow and careful pace towards the steps of the Cathedral alongside the rest of the party, being careful not to exert herself too much. She hated showing weakness, but she had seen enough brave but stubborn fools ignore injuries and exert themselves unnecessarily until they literally succumbed to relatively minor wounds, some even dying!

But regardless, to walk in the backyard and gardens of the Cathedral, even if it was through the cemetery, was a comforting feeling.

Alissah was no stranger to the pious men and women of the Church of the Light, on both two continents, and the Cathedral was a hub which she had become very familiar to ever since she left the Crusade. Perhaps one of the greatest reasons being because the Church of the Holy Light were one of the few institutions that were able to find a somewhat noble use and pursuit for her unique skillset. And usually more exciting missions than merely investigating a superstitious farmer's well because he heard a weird splashing sound that would turn out to stem from a drowning cat!

But, on another note, the Church's missions were also notably more safe and less suicidal than those wild ideas of Sharon! Fortunately, requests from the High Elf were rather rare.

"I need to resupply. No, wait; medical ward first. I can probably get one of the apprentices to deliver a note of requisition to Brother Marcus while I heal."

But as Alissah was planning her stay at the Cathedral, her thoughts would be suddenly interrupted by a rather surprised gasp from one of the Night Elves!

Alissah would raise her head and gaze towards the gathering of Night Elves from under her large leather hat, just in time to see the Night Elven magi recover two, tiny women from Aleena's rear! Stopping on the spot, Alissah's jaw would drop down as she stared at the scene with amazement. It took a couple of seconds until she recognized Bella, together with...

"My prisoner?!"

"My prisoner... you got her!" Alissah gasped as she looked at Sathrielle, still gobsmacked by the whole thing.

Yet as she raised her hand, barely having mentally recovered from the surprise, Vashi had already decided on which little human it was that she wanted to keep apparently, as the Night Elven Magi would promptly ram her arm - alongside a screaming and utterly terrified Sathrielle - straight back up into Sentinel Aleena's big, purple butt!

Alissah merely stared blankly as her prisoner disappeared back up into Aleena's ass, before shaking her head. With what force Vashi had initiated the push, Alissah began to suspect that Sathrielle had gone beyond any recoverable depth!

"At least I won't have to worry about her going anywhere. I doubt she will be escaping that place anytime soon!"

Alissah began walking, but her eyes remained on Aleena's buttocks up which Sathrielle had 'escaped', at least until the woman finally managed to tear her eyes away and walked alongside the rest of the group.

As they entered the nave of the Cathedral, a place that was mostly deserted so early in the morning, Alissah would walk up next to Liaena and Rithrynn.

"I apologize for interrupting, but I would like to thank you for assisting me and Sharon on this mission. Your creative ability lady Rune, and the skills of you and your battle sisters, Night Elf, were absolutely essential for our success tonight. Regardless of what you might believe, it is clear that you are blessed by the light." Alissah would finally speak as she looked between Liaena and Rithrynn, smiling for the first time, until the woman's eyes landed on the latter.

"But, if possible, I would like to have my prisoner back; the one who is still in your battle sister's butt, the elf with the Runeblade and... head."

Alissah would say, before staring awkwardly down at the human head of the Death Knight that was hanging by Aleena's hips!

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Also, added hiders to help organize the Main OOC Page, and avoid it seeming like an endless, jumbled wall of text :P