Sinerathin

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

Doin had retrieved his pipe when Liaena told him about the polymorph potion, and the claim that Liaena was in fact Liaena, wearing only a disguise.

This resulted in the dwarf freezing as he gazed with a look of utter disbelief at Liaena, with the pipe sitting in his mouth and holding a burning match in his other hand. Doin's surprised gaze was accompanied by a deep look from the dwarf, as his eyes passed over Liaena's features with a confused look on them.

"Wha? ... " The Dwarf uttered, letting his pipe fall from his mouth and down to his lap where it spilled crushed leaves all over. It took until the match had almost burnt down to his finger before the dwarf quickly put it out, and got back to his normal self.

"Really? Damn modern alchemist! What can't they make these days?! Next ya kno, they'll learn tha split the fabric of reality an' create a bomb to lay waste tha entire cities!" The dwarf chuckled, smiling contently at Liaena as he leaned back in his chair and picked up his pipe, trying to scavenge whatever he could of the crushed leaves that were now spilled all over his legs and chair.

"Ahn, thanks for that miss... I may be old, I'm not as flexible as I was in me childhood years, but I am also much tougher to bring down, heh." The dwarf smiled, seemingly not affected by his older wounds at all as he laughed. After having retrieved all he could of his tobacco and put it back into his pipe, the dwarf gazed over at Liaena, before leaning forward.

"Uhh, if ye don't mind me askin'... 'ow long does it last?"

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There was a moment of silence from the doorway, as the doorkeeper had seemingly disappeared behind the small window. Low voices could be heard emanating from the small hatch, before the steps from the innkeeper finally could be heard again from the inside.

"What's it to ye?"

"Who's out there?" Sounded a voice from the inside. The innkeeper's bearded face disappeared from the hatch momentarily, as yet another set of voices could be heard from the inside.

"Just sum dark haired lass lookin' fer her friend."
"Did ye get a name?"
"Nope, didn't ask."
"Can I see?"
"It's my door."
"I'll buy another pint."
"Deal."

Another pair of steps sounded as someone approached the hatch from the other side, but this time it was another face. It was the younger dwarf, Frarn who looked through the hatch this time. As he gazed out into the snow and spotted Kath-Liaena, the dwarf suddenly froze in his spot as a look of recognition passed over his face.

"Liaena?!" He exclaimed! Without a warning, Frarn disappeared as he slammed the iron hatch of the door shut! From the other side, the sound of locks being turned and chains being moved could be heard; until suddenly the heavy wooden, iron reinforced door swung open to reveal Frarn looking out across Kathlin.

"What are ye doin', standing out there, lass? Come in, come in!" Frarn urged Kathlin as he motioned for her to enter.

"I, uhm... "

But Kathlin was denied a chance to speak, before Frarn reached out, grabbed her shoulder and pulled her inside. The door slammed shut behind her with a loud bang, with a notable click as the lock moved back into place.

"What is the matter of this, Broadshield Junior?!" Sounded the rather annoyed complain from the elder officer from the table as he had turned around to gaze angrily at Frarn and Kathlin.
"There is a reason we are closed! I won't have strangers walking in here willy-nilly when we are supposed to have a meeting!"

"Everyone, everyone! Let me introduce you to my hero!" Frarn shouted, raising a hand up to calm the rest of the building.

"This is lady Rune," Frarn then said, motioning towards Kathlin standing next to him.
"She is a shrewd alchemist, who saved me pap... and even beat up one of them Night Elves in hand to hand combat, while flying through the air above the city! That's how I met her!"

Frarn explained enthusiastically to the rest of the crowd, as most of the men in the alehouse were now staring at the pair. The disgruntled look on the officers had faded slightly after hearing the small story from the dwarf, as they now all gazed at Kathlin with a touch of curiosity. Turning to look at Kathlin, Frarn stepped a little to the side.

"Why don't ye tell 'em the story? I'm sure they'd love it!"

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Now now, Rithrynn.

No sailing over to England and knocking little Liaena's building over just to get her to post more.

"Shadows of the Past", a Warcraft Roleplay

"Oh, sure I got a place we can go, it's just," Doin said to Liaena as the dwarf cast a glance over to the table with the officers.

"That would be a good idea. You are free to go, Elder Broadshield." The white haired man by the table stated, motioning for the dwarf that he could go. Doin gazed back at the officer, before nodding; beckoning for Liaena to follow him as the dwarf lead the human girl up a set of stairs at the side of the room.

"Sorry about that deal. We've been kind'a busy as of late." Doin explained as he eagerly lead Liaena up the stairs and into the corridor above, with doors leading to the order's private quarters on every side.
"Business has been bloomin' as of late, ye see. Rumors of an especially notorious elven warband terrorizing the streets has got people runnin' scared, and with that the demand for personal protection has gone up."

Doin continued eagerly in good spirits, until they reached the dwarf's private quarters. Shoving the door aside, Doin lead Liaena into his room which seemed like a small living room. It housed a bed, an extinguished fireplace, a long couch filled with wool and a long table lined with various sorts of drinks and discarded equipment. The walls were decorated with candles, a large banner of the Red Vanguard, and shelves carrying a wide variety of different bottles and liquors, some of whom were even half or completely empty; a collection that was clearly a trophy of the dwarf's adventure through taverns and bars all over Azeroth.

"There's also been talk of a new criminal gang moving into the Trade District. Admittedly, crime's never been lower over there, but people still get riled up 'bout it. Can't say I complain. Easy money in a peaceful district."

The dwarf smiled as he paused momentarily, stroking his beard when he suddenly remembered why the human was here!

"Oh, yes; why don't ye sit down?" Doin suddenly reacted, grabbing a fur lined chair that he pulled over to Liaena, while finding a stool of his own that he sat down on.
"What be the news? I trust she's in good health?"

Doin smiled, before finally noticing Liaena's nose.

"Muradin's beard, I hope ye didn't get into trouble deliverin' the lasses' message!"

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A thief like character would probably fit the plot a lot better.

Granted, that thief would probably have to be either dwarf, human or gnome as you wouldn't really find any Night Elves in the human underworld, which is where this roleplay is heavily involved.

I think it would be a lot easier to integrate you into this story if you played something other than a Night Elf :P
I personally tend to create and play a lot of different characters, depending on time, place and situation. Variety is the spice of life, some might say.

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I don't think all the male Night Elves are druids who prefer to live away from society, as that would pretty much have lead to the collapse of a Night Elf society :P but a large chunk of them, yeah.

It might be best to change your character's parents too. Just come up with some fictional ones. In fact, you don't even need to go into detail about them if you really want to.

And while Elune is as highly revered, and perhaps even more so than Cenarius, a Male Night Elven priest would still not really be practical as he wouldn't have had access to the higher echelons of training within the sisterhood due to rigid traditions, and never been accepted by the rest of society either.

Though I also have a question for you;
Why a Night Elf male exactly? Have you never tried any different characters before?

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We used to Roleplay on the official Warcraft forum, so I suppose I can explain a few things. I'm guessing you didn't get to experience it.

1. It's okay to be a bastard child, but it is typically frowned upon to connect yourself to main characters in the canon(official story). Think of it as a taboo if you will.
2. Ragnaros' second coming is so far pretty much unheard of as of yet as we're playing just after the Cataclysm first hit, it has basically just begun.
3. We're using an oldschool interpretations of Warcraft's lore(this is only because we liked it better than the newer one), essentially before things such as when Blizzard decided to retcon the gender roles, so a Male Night Elf priest is a little inconceivable.

If you can improve on those 3, you'll have come a long way.

Though there isn't any shortage of other potential characters you can play. If you have any questions or other character concepts, feel free to ask me :)

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Huh.
You made me check the date to see if it was still the first of April :P

I think I can begin to say that your character concept might be need some improvements...

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I think we can safely deduce that you're no stranger to the setting then, hah.
Granted, I never read any of the books, mainly because I hated Knaak and never could forgive Blizzard for hiring him.

This RP is based around the time just after the cataclysm occurred, so the old nelf quarter of Stormwind is pretty much a sinkhole from hell at the moment. And the season is winter.

Also, I believe the Night Elf Warrior role might be filled at the moment.
Perhaps for the sake of variety, it would be better to pick another combo?

Also, I'm just going to go ahead and say that we don't abide by the traditional class system from WoW itself. You can pretty much be whatever you want as long as it's within the realm of reason.
Which means that if you want to just play as a drunk whose greatest strength is his bottle, we won't stop you(though I'm not suggesting that you would, by all means!).

The RP currently has four main characters so far. Seeing as I'm the unofficial GM, I also control the villain so two of them are mine.
- Sharon Dal'Dieb, High Elf Mage
- Liaena Rune, Human Alchemist and ex-priestess.
- Rithrynn Syn'Dial, Night Elf Sentinel
- Sherpa(Sherraine Dal'Dieb), High Elf ex second generation Death Knight.

What kind of roles do you like to play as the most? :)

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We definitely got room for more, Wraithblade6 :)

We had a Interest-Check once, but it's since been left in decay.

I have no wish to bury you in paperwork, but I guess we can start off with a few questions so we can become more acquainted, and learn where you stand.
- Have you ever been in a RP before? I notice you are new to this site. Welcome!
- Do you have any previous knowledge or experience of the Warcraft fantasy universe, in which this RP is based, or at least partly inspired from?
- How much of our current RP have you read so far? Do you have any questions so far about the plot, characters or anything?

I will have to come with a disclaimer that this is mainly an Action-Comedy Roleplay where sanity is ultimately subjective, so be warned. :P

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Moments passed as Liaena stood outside of the entrance in the snow without any new signals from the alehouse. Faint voices could be heard through the heavy wooden door, which through the weather looked to be actually quite new and reinforced with a solid metal frame and heavy iron studs.
Yet after almost a minute had passed, a clank could suddenly be heard from the other side of the door as it swung inwards, and light shone outwards from the warmth of the alehouse and illuminated the snow around Liaena.

"What's this talk about Liaena? Who ar,- ohh."

In the doorway stood a very familiar face, the white bearded face of a dwarf, Doin. He was wearing his armor which consisted of layers of leather, chainmail and some plates beneath his red cloak. When he saw Liaena in the form of Kathlin, the old dwarf squinted his eyes to look closer. Reaching down to a small pocket on his belt, he retrieved a pair of small glasses that he placed on his nose to give Liaena an even more scrutinizing look. But then suddenly the curiosity on the dwarf's face was replaced by a brief look of disappointment, before he shook his head.

"Ye said Rune sent ya?" Doin asked as he looked at Liaena, placing his glasses back into his belt before he opened the door completely and motioned for Liaena to step in.
"Come-in, come-in! I dunt want ye tha freeze yer butt off at me doorstep!"

As Liaena was led into the alehouse, she was met with a wave of warmth and tightly packed air eager to escape. The lower floor she had entered had multiple rows of tables lined up through it, though some of them seemed to be missing. There were two bars at the opposite ends of the room, most likely to ensure that no patron became sober during the main hours.
There was a large brick fireplace at the end of the room, which was burning with a weak flame. Large kegs of beer lined the walls alongside tall, red banners with the guild insignia of the Red Vanguard; a rampaging bull.

Close to the entrance and facing her as she entered was a large wooden bill board, with multiple notes, papers and letters attached to it through the use of an assortment of sharp objects, be it nails, daggers and even an axe. But in the middle of the billboard stood a newer, large looking note that read with bold letters "NO NIGHT ELVES ALLOWED!"

The whole main room of the alehouse was actually quite empty when considering its size. There were barely more than nine people in the room total. By the corner was the dwarven innkeeper who oversaw the reparation of some broken chairs and tables by two of the Vanguard's members, one of them being Frarn and another a young human, with a large pile of pulverized furniture next to them that still needed fixing, or more probable; salvaging.
In the center of the room a couple of feet away from them stood five other men and dwarves in red capes, surrounding one of the bar tables with various scrolls and books on it. All of them were wearing their armor, whether it be plate, leather or mail. Judging by appearance, they seemed to be some of the higher ranking members of the order. One of the older men, a human with gray hair, threw Liaena a suspicious look as she entered the alehouse; and positioned himself between the girl and the table to block her view.

"My name is Doin Broadshield. Sorry about the mess, buttercup; but we had a... ahem," Doin explained, though hesitated as threw the rest of the alehouse a quick glance.
" ... well, eh. It was a pretty big party, aheermm! ... "

Doin stopped as he had lead Liaena to the nearest table, the dwarf's mind seemingly having taken a sudden vacation as the dwarf merely stared forward at the wall for a few seconds; before he suddenly turned around and gazed up at Liaena.

"Why did ye come here? Is the little gal in trouble? The assassins? Did the Night Elves finally get tired of her?"