Sinerathin

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

"I must admit, I had not given much of a thought to the fact that Rithrynn would be leaving with her warband... " Sharon commented after having finished attaching the cuffs to Malizia, a feat that had required him to roll the rather heavy Death Knight over.
"These last days... I guess in the chaos, I tend to forget certain things. Like the future. I'll admit, if... or rather, when this is over, I'm not quite sure what I'll do."

Standing back up and doing his usual routine of brushing off whatever miniscule particles of dust he could find off his cloak, he turned to Liaena.

"I guess we'll be back to the daily grind."

It was strange to think of how fast the days of late had passed. All the chaos had been enough to catch him in the moment of things. Not really giving much time to think of anything else.

"Shall I wake up that Death Knight?”

Sharon nodded at the suggestion, turning to look down towards the Death Knight lying on the ground.

"I think she manages to do so just fine herself." Sharon commented as he noted how the Draenei opened one of her light blue eyes to gaze blearily about in the room, slowly starting to roll over on her back while muttering some sentence that was entirely incohorenet to any witness.

"Bladeh deis, mreeefh... " Malizia simply uttered, still trying to regain her senses as she shook her head about, causing some of her pale, white hair to fall in front of her dark, blue face. However, it would not take long for her to notice the other figure in the room, that of Sharon, and shortly afterwards; that of Liaena too!

A brief moment of confusion seemed to pass over Malizia's face, until her Draenei bright blue crystaline eyes turned into that of a glare.

"Whatever foolish errand it is that you are on, I can promise you, it is only bound to fail!" The Death Knight said with an angry snarl, her eyes shifting between that of Liaena and Sharon, and landing on the latter.
"All I see in this room is one dead man and his useless companion!"

Sharon rolled his eyes at the Death Knight's opening, throwing a glance over at Liaena before looking back at her.

"If she is useless, I'm not sure what that says about you, miss... " The High Elf added with a slight smirk, before glancing over at Liaena.
"Anything you wish to add to this, Liaena?"

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“Wow. You might need to restock these, Sharon”

A low but still very noticeable mental groan could almost be felt emanating from the smaller High Elf on Liaena's shoulder as she entered into the (now posthumously) room o jam.

Sharon said nothing, but merely gazed at the rows upon rows of empty or missing bottles of jam, half of which lay scattered across the floor in an unceremonious fashion. Indeed, the Night Elves had apparently not afforded even the jam any more mercy than they had the wine storage by the looks of it! The mage could only dread the number at the end of the bill once everything had been refilled.

Perhaps it might even be better just to let Friedrick burn said bill before he could even see it.

“It’s the antidote. Take it. I don’t want to mislay you down here”

"I think there are worse places you could mislay me. And you don't have to leave the house to find them." Sharon said half-jokingly, half concerned as he threw a quick glance around before he accepted the potion.

Moments later, he would stand back at his full, very-much-so normal and not-pocket-sized stature. Taking a moment to tidy up his deep azure blue robe and adjust the mithril chestplate under it so that it sat properly, the blond haired High Elf would step over to where Liaena was working not far from the unconscious body of the large Death Knight. As he came close enough, he would extend his staff wielding arm and a bit of his cloak as well as he wrapped it around Liaena as she was working, before speaking as he looked towards her.

"I think you did really well today, Liaena. My brother has made this life anything but easy... no matter how much you may make it seem the exact opposite sometimes. I really appreciate having you by my side, Liaena." He smiled, simply taking a moment where he simply looked at her.

That attention however would be broken by a low groan emanating from the now half-sleeping Draenei as she shuffled somewhat around on the floor, slowly recovering from her sleep.

Casting a look between Liaena and Malizia, Sharon would reach into his arcane pouch hanging at his side with his other hand to produce a pair of handcuffs made out of Thorium, with some mystical magical runes written into them.

"I got some anti-mage cuffs that could prevent her from casting any spells... " Sharon explained as he held them up in front of Liaena with a slight grin, before suffering the inevitably stare that any man outside of law enforcement would receive when casually revealing himself to be carrying handcuffs.
"You never know when they might come in handy... totally not a souvenir from my academy time in Dalaran, no... "

...

"Anyhow!" Brushing past the awkward silence, he'd look back at Liaena.
"They would block her spells, but I don't think you'd be able to shrink them. So we are going to have to make a choice, whether we want to contend with a shackled 8ft tall martial monstrosity of death - literally -, or a shrunk adept student of some of the darkest magic known to mortals and deities alike."

Nodding, he'd gaze slightly away.

"Just like... whichever option you'd feel the most comfortable with."

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"Hard to say without knowing the person, not that I'd suggest Death Knights are known for their diverse and colorful personalities. At least in anything other than their favorite atrocities and torture styles." Sharon would reply from Liaena's shoulder as the High Elf cast a thoughtful gaze behind them at the large, hovering body of the Draenei.

A Draenei that was still much larger and bigger than either of the two, utterly dwarfing Liaena and absolutely massive compared to the smaller High Elf.

"We're going to need a lot of rope."

A single bodyslam from her would probably be enough to put both Liaena and Sharon out of the game, and that was without even taking into account the fact that she was also in possession of dark and terrible magic!

Restraining the Death Knight would be half of the job, Sharon suspected. He had no intention of letting the Death Knight run loose in her cell, especially with Liaena around. And him. Nothing good could ever come out of it, as he had no intention of ever underestimating his opponent.

Such a mistake had cost his entire race, nay; the entirety of the northern kingdoms dearly!

"To begin with, I'd suggest pretending to know more than we actually do, and thus lure her to potentially leak more knowledge. Other than that, I know that Death Knights tend to be pretty high up in the hierarchy usually, in both the Scourge, and presumably; any other organization that would want their service. Therefore, we should try to play on her ego. The more we can get her riled up, the easier this should be. Provided she is tied down properly."

As they walked through the mansion, stepping over drunk-half Night Elves in various different poses and figures on the floor(and some even along the walls), as well as in various states of consciousness, the High Elf magi could not help but grimace at the sight of his own house. The first floor was truly in a state of disrepair at this point, a large number of the furniture either broken or lost(and presumably broken), one wall even had an elf-shaped hole in it, wine-stains covered the wall paintings, and at least half a dozen of elven arrows stuck in random walls.

"Invite the warband they said, it'll be fun they said... and expensive!"

"Seeing as we don't have any of the elves with us, I don't think the intimidation route is going to work. We're going to have to play this one smart. Ideally, this would be best if we could conduct multiple interrogations all at once."

Pausing in his long thoughts, the High Elf would lean back as he looked up at Liaena, now with a smile on his face as he eyed the girl.

"You and that Kathlin girl, you make quite the team together, don't you?" He would comment with an almost amused look on his face as he studied Liaena's reaction.

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Stalking the upper levels of the mansion would be Silje, the girl having successfully managed to flee the utter chaos that reigned in the lower levels of the mansion.

However, she had also been separated from the two other human girls of Liaena and Kathlin, the latter who appeared to be the only source of semi-sanity in the whole house. Cursing her luck, Silje knew that she would never again in her entire life ever sign herself off to a mysterious organization ever again, no matter how much of her student loan they had promised to pay in return!

Such a thing was what had gotten her into this terrible situation in the first place! She would rather have taken two jobs than suffer a single day of this madness!

However, as she went from room to room, trying to find a suitable window from which she could climb down from and thus avoiding the chaos below; opening one of the doors; the sight she saw on the other side would cause the girl to suddenly stop and freeze just where she stood, her jaw dropping!

Staring into the room, she saw the terrifying visage of the crazy elven Captain who had chased her earlier! ... minus her clothes, though it did not seem to bother the elf, who looked surprisingly happy. And there was a smaller Night Elf too. And by the light, what was she doing to that little elf?!

Silje simply remained frozen on the spot in the half open door, her eyes glued to the scene inside the room with a mix of pure, unadulterated terror and sheer, overwhelming confusion!

... and perhaps a bit of curiosity.

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There was an awkward moment as the group eventually came to realize what had happened to Serphia, and presumably, to Rithrynn as well.

Sharon felt the palm of his hand instinctively try to move towards his face, but managed to resist the urge to face palm at the whole ordeal. Letting out a long sigh, he would eventually speak up, looking at Liaena.

"Substitute boyfriend with potentially hyper-obsessive, power-loving dominatrix girlfriend, and I believe you may have reached your mission goals." He would comment, offhandly considering teleporting back to his office. Though he was not sure if he would even find Rithrynn there anymore.

Still, there was another matter that required his attention.

Looking down at the Draenei Death Knight now lying in the slurry, half-melted snow in front of them, with an equally unconscious Night Elf watcher lying on top of her in turn; using the Death Knight as a big mattress; Sharon would nod.

"We definitely should interrogate her before anything else." Sharon concluded with a thoughtful expression on his face as he analysed Malizia.
"She is bound to have valuable information. Granted, interrogating a Death Knight is not something that I have ever done before. We also have some intruders masquerading as Night Elves in the mansion, whom we should probably deal with as well."

Still, Sharon thought, in all of the chaos that had ensued, there was one thing that had worked out in their favor.

"Thankfully, I think Rithrynn will buy us valuable time by... distracting Serphia. Still, we probably should try to help the girl before she gets too deep into trouble."

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Free time is love.

Free time is life.

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“Rithrynn needed a boyfriend. It was a work in progress”

Watching the rather steamy encounter between the suddenly very lovable Death Knight and a rather furious Night Elf Watcher who was only getting angrier and angrier, Sharon would take the time to raise an eyebrow at Liaena at that mention.

"A love potion in order to procure her a boyfriend? That does sound a little bit drastic." Sharon said, as he thought about the potion's potential uses. Indeed, Rithrynn may not have the most eloquent charm, so he might understand the need to give her some drastic "assistance". Although he almost felt a little bit sorry for whatever poor schmuck might become the eventual target of the final product.

The High Elf took a while to just stare at the bizarre situation in front of them, in the form of a Draenei and a Night Elf floating down through the air, involved in a very one-sided kissing match.
Malizia's higher weight class apparently gave her quite the edge of the Night Elf, whom Sharon knew from experience to be quite seasoned warriors themselves.

"I don't think our Death Knight is going anywhere... "

"YOU BI,- MRGGHHH!"
*Smuck*

" ... at least as long as that watcher does not."

Sharon commented with a very analytical look on his face as he studied the situation in front of them with great detail.

"Maybe another potion might be in order. Just do watch your aim." Sharon spoke after a pause, leaning over towards Liaena's ear as he watched the love-filled wrestling match of Malizia and the Sentinel in front of them, which did present a small risk that Liaena might accidentally hit the Night Elf. Then again, her potions usually did not have a harmful effect.

... usually.

"Speaking of Rithrynn, have any of you seen her?"

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:O

If so...

I. WILL. HUG. YOU. SO. MUCHO! :D:D

@Rithy

Speaking of hugs; are we talking about the normal, nice variant, or are we talking about the Night Elf variant that may or may not include broken bones and near-suffocation?

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“Think you’ve got enough left to take her down? Or would you prefer us to do the honours?”

Sharon offered the bizarre spectacle in front of them a slightly odd gaze as as he studied the squabbling Night Elf and Draenei(that being the sentinel and Malizia, not Mei and Vashi) as they gently floated down towards the ground.

"They'll probably touch the ground in a few seconds. I recommend a long-range solution." Sharon commented as he passed a look over at Mei and Vashi, who still stood close together behind them.
"Not to talk less of your impressive martial skills or anything, but Death Knights are the most dangerous up close. I think the apprentices can deal with this situation before it goes out of hand."

The High Elf explained, throwing Mei a small smile and a nod. However, as he was gazing towards the Draenei warrior, Sharon would also notice a mother and her young child walking past the gate of to the mansion property. The kid, apparently having seen the spectacle going on inside, would begin to jump up and down as he pointed at the Death Knight and Sentinel currently floating through the air from the roof!

"Mommy! Mommy! Look, those weird things are fighting in the sky!" He would exclaim enthusiastically, trying to get his mother's attention.

But the latter did not seem to share the kid's opinion of the situation, as she quickly turned the boy around and began a hurried pace away from the outskirts of the mansion property.

"Don't look at that weird elf's house, Timmy! It is a foul den of sin and debauchery." She instructed her kid as she walked off!

In the meantime, Sharon tried to raise a hand towards the mother, calling out to her.

"Good day to you too, Ms, Marrowstalk!"

The High Elf called out from where he stood on Liaena's shoulder, but was completely ignored by the mother as she walked away with her child, thwarting any attempts from the latter to turn around to get a second glance at the situation!

PKing and TPKing

Been playing a RP where there's one guy in particular who dies in almost 80% of all the sessions we play(no one else of the PCs has died so far except 1)

Either he tries to betray us, tries to shoot up the ship(he was the captain), walks into a radiation chamber in hopes of getting superpowers, follows the well-protected demolition expert to an obvious car bomb etc.

It's made the rest of our PCs question why we even bring in new crewmembers in the first place :P

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"This day just keeps getting better and better... "

Sharon thought as he was picked up by Liaena. Being forcefully pushed and knocked back into a stone wall was rarely a fun experience for anyone, regardless of their size. Though for whatever consolation it was, his sudden meeting with the wall had not been accompanied by an equally sudden meeting with the rear end of a large Night Elf flying in behind him or similar.

All things considered, it could have been worse.

“Is that right, Mister Dal’dieb?”

"Yes, if she's using a normal scroll of teleportation, she should be within 30 feet of the mansion in any direction. But although the barrier may have stopped the teleportation short, it won't prevent her from simply running past it once she's out." Sharon would reply to Kathlin as he looked towards the apprentice, suddenly smiling as he nodded with his head.
"And good job on that description on the nature of spacial magic. I could almost have sworn it was something you had taken out of one of my own arcane thesis a couple of centuries back!"

Commendations aside, Sharon soon realized that they had a more pressing matter; that being the runaway Death Knight who was presumably getting closer and closer to escaping for every moment they wasted chatting.

"We should not delay, however. Either the front yard or the roof will be our best way of spotting her! Once we do, I got a couple of spells that could help us catch her."