The Horde's Hope RP

[Tokogaro]

OOC: Hello and welcome to the Horde's Hope RP. THis is basically a RP that takes place in Durotar, Razor Hill. I'm hoping for atleast 2-5 more people to join. Anyway, basically, you can join in and play along but to do so, please put " [Name] - [Race] [Class]" at the top of all of your posts. Let me add one more thing: Orcs, Taurens, Undead, Trolls, Blood Elves are all members of the Horde. But I'm also adding two more races; The Ogres and the Goblins. So, you have your choice of seven races to pick from. Have fun!

IC: Grok'thar - Orc Hunter

In the town of Razor Hill, Grokthar could be seen sitting by the Barracks, watching people go by. There wasn't much for him to do lately. He had helped with putting down the human marines at the nearby keep, killed some hexed trolls, and stopped some centaurs. But now, life wasn't as exciting as when he was needed.

His heavy axe by his side along with his rifle, he sighed and looked at the clouds floating past him. The sky of Durotar was always pleasing to look at but now even boredom took that away.

The orcish warrior got to his feet, strapped on axe and picked up his gun, and smiled when his Raptor, a companion and friend he had made out in the wilderness, came running for him. "Ah, Riken, you're back!" Grok'thar chuckled as he patted the Raptor's head and looked around. There were some new people in town, some from oversea, possibly.

Grok'thar yelled aloud, "I'm on a quest to kill some bloody razormanes! Who wish to come with me?!"

OOC: All right, feel free to join in and answer his call for help. Or you can just go off and do your own thing and join him later on.

[Nork]

name: Luxar Race: Orc Class: Warrior

Luxar stepped out of the armory with his newly aquired axe. It was large, heavy and had a nice curve to it. Every thing Luxar looked for in a Pinkskin killing tool. Its blood red blades gave way to a tarnished oaken shaft, with tanned boar hide at the handle, aiding grip nicely for the follow through. Swinging it abought his head a couple more times, before he was truely satisfied, he strapped it onto his back.

Looking abought Razor Hill, there were Orcs and Trolls all over the place, all busying them selves with there own problems. Luxar needed to offer his services to some one. He had spent what little silver he had left on the axe. there was not much to do now. The Alliance Marines were all but taken care of. Echo Island was just abought free of the human spell casters. Then, Luxar's desperation was answered.

'Im on a quest to kill some bloody Razor Manes. Who will help me?'


Luxar cheered at the sun, far as he knew, he hated Razor Manes. Though he never paid much attention to the critters of Durotar. All he wanted to know was where he could go to kill things.

'I will help you, friend. I am Luxar, greatest axe man in all of Durotar'

Luxar stuck out his chest and pounded his mail armour with his right fist, tp try and make himself look intimidating and more than worthy of the challange.

[IamOrc]

Name: Xaresh Sunwalker Race: Blood Elf Class: Warlock

Xaresh walked into the town of Razor Hill, looking at all that lay there. Even though its beauty was nothing compared to his homeland, he still had a strange admiration for this place.

As one of the few of his people wishing not to succumb to his addiction of magic, he also wishes to obtain mastery of his demonic powers. He came here searching for people, orcs to be exact, that could help him do this, but he needed to first make him self allies, people to call friend.

He then heard a call from a orc saying " Im on a quest to kill some bloody Razor Manes. Who will help me?" "You have found yourself one ally among the populace friend. You may call me Xaresh, and I shall aid you in your quest."

Xaresh walked over to the orc, who was joined by another called Luxar, and summoned out his imp. "Let those pigs fear my name, for Xaresh Sunwalker knows no mercy!"

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior

Shaargh N'guhl was a green-skined troll, with a flame-red hair bursting out of his head. His slim and curved body was covered up with a rusty metal plate and a pack of javelins rested upon his back on a leather quiver. The troll warrior held a long and elegant sabre on his right hand and a small, oval, circular shield on his other arm.

He walked slowly trough the streets of Razor Hill, his flaming red eyes staring at everything with deep interest. Images of a differente Razor Hill passed trough the troll's mind, as he remembered previous and distant visits to that place, a long time ago. Since then, he had seen a little bit more of the world, and had done some things he never thought he would do.

A rude voice screaming near him awoke Shaargh from his thoughts. Stretching his back, he stood in his entire height and observed the orc yelling, as some other people already went in his direction.
Shaargh N'guhl scratched his head for a minute and then, as if compelled by a sudden decision, walked towards the orc as well.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

Menicles stood by the first aid trainer trying to tye his bandages properly. "This is crud" he said, and decided he was happy that as a mage he could blow things up from a distance.

Trying once more to get the bandage right and once again hearing the trainer berate him for doing it wrong he decided it was time to go out and see if he could finish some of the jobs that had been given to him. As he walked outside he heard the call "I'm on a quest to kill some bloody Razormanes!"

Menicles walked toward the Orc that was calling for help. "I can help you hunt those Razormanes"

[Traulinthar]

OOC: Hey! When I posted my action, I doubted that there would be anyone following it up, because the dates of the starting post and it's replies are a litle bit old. Now, I'm affraid that tokogaro, the guy who started this, doesn't even know that someone replied. And he was the one with de idea for this rp, wich can make things a litle bit difficult. Tell me what do you think Entauru.
In my opinion, we should wait to see if anyone else wants to write something. If no one does, maybe we should just continue ourselfs.

[Entauru]

OOC: I didn't notice those dates when I posted, lets keep the story up and see what happens. If we get lucky maybe someone else will join

[Traulinthar]

OOC: Ok. I already sent a message to tokogaru hoping that he would answer and say somethin, but so far, he said nothing, and I think we probably wont.

IC: Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior


When Shaargh finaly got close, he noticed another troll walking that way.
" Good!" - he thought - " At least there will be someone inteligent enough to talk to."

Shaargh then walked behind the screaming orc and sat on a fallen tree that seemed to be there for that purpose and he observed as the others got together.

OOC: I will be out for the weekend, so I will only be able to answer againd on sunday night or on monday. Btw, I'm Portuguese. Where are you from?

[Entauru]

OOC: I too will be gone until sunday so there is no real problems with that posting. I am from Canada

IC: Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

Menicles noticed that only the other troll was still moving around. Realizing that if he was to finish his quest he would need some assistance he said to the troll "Hi, want to come hunting Razormanes with me?"

[electro]

Name: Endora Darklight Race: Undead Class: priest

Endora walked into the city known as razor hill, although walking could be a bad description. She dragged her left leg over the ground. as she entered through the south side of the city, she stopped for a second, looked around and went towards the inn. slowly moving and looking around, she noticed 2 trolls, a blood elf and 2 orcs talking to each other. it was a strange party indeed. but looks can be decieving, so she prepared a spell-like ability and blessed the party with some extra fortitude.

she then progressed towards the inn to get something to eat, for it has been a long time since she had some decent food. corpse-eating is fun, but mostly it isn't very nutricious.

[Traulinthar]

OOC: Back from competition weekend! I can't feel my knees!:elfshocked:
Btw, I have family in Canada. They live in Quebec.

IC: Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior

Shaargh raised his head and faced the other troll. Before he could answer, he felt a strange shivering on his neck and a sudden rush of energy spreading quickly trough the air around them. He looked around, trying to find out something, but as quickly as it came, the weird feeling disapeared. Feeling a litle bit confuse for a second or two, Shaargh eventually ignored and forgot the entire thing and finally answered :

" Hmmm.... Think ssso...These orcss and elvss are a little to sslow f'me...Let's hunt them. Lead the way.." - His voice was as graspy and rude as any other troll's voice, and his accent was very very easy to identify.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

" Hmmm.... Think ssso...These orcss and elvss are a little to sslow f'me...Let's hunt them. Lead the way.."

Menicles nodded his head in agreement, his long red hair shaking. "ok then lets head out, I think the quilboars are just to the south east of here."

Menicles had lost his troll accent as a child in the mage academy of orgrimmar, but he still retained some of his troll culture. He cast a few preparatory spells that enhanced his casting ability and began to walk out of Razor Hill.

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior

" Quilboars...Quilboars.... They're very ugly beastss...Big teeth and all that..." Said Shaargh as he stood up and began walking side by side with the other troll.

" I'm Shaargh N'guhl, from the green shores of Lake Nazferiti, proud son of the Bloodeye tribe. Whats'ya name?"

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"I'm Menicles Andunar, of the Darkspear Tribe, I was a child when Thrall came and saved us from the murlocs in the Maelstrom."

Happy that he had a partner and continued walking toward the quilboar encampment. I wasn't long before they arrived and they saw their first target.

"See that quilboar over there? he seems to be a scout of some sort. Lets get him"

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior

" Hmmm...You're old 'ya know?" - He said, with a smooth smile on his face. Shaargh then looked around as they walked out of Razor Hill into the wilderness. The tall, red mountains filled up the horizon and the sun was shinning high in the sky.

"See that quilboar over there? he seems to be a scout of some sort. Lets get him"

Shaargh's smile got even bigger as he heard this. With a quick movement, he sheathed his sabre on his waist and withdrawed one of the javelins on his back. He observed the beast for a few seconds and what was around it. The quilboar was on the top of a very small hill, surrounded by small trees and bushes that seemed to grow taller and more compact after the elevation.

" I could kill'em from here....easy shot...what 'ya wanna do?"

[electro]

Name: Endora Darklight Race: Undead Class: priest

After a quick lunch, endora went back outside and found the city more or less deserted except for the guards. She heard some sounds coming from the outside of razor hill and went to take a look.

as she stepped outside the "gate", she saw the group she enhanced with fortitude some minutes ago. And it looked like they where going to kill some quillboars. "this should get funny" she thought in herself and went a little closer. She put herself down at the distance of 10 meters to watch the spectacle of the group. maybe even getthe chance to laugh a bit, because it has been quite a long time ago that she even put a smile on her face.

"Have fun, guys!" she shouts at the group standing to discus tactics.
taking her backpack besides her, taking something to drink and enjoying the view, she relaxes from a long and not so easy journey.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"Have fun, guys!"

Menicles turned at the sound. "Humph" he scoffed "Just like an Undead to take things as a joke"

Deciding not to pay attention to the Undead sitting on the path just watching him and Shaargh he began casting a fireball at the scout.

"one shot you say? lets see your shot kill him before my fireball"

OOC: Menicles doesn't like the undead too much, but things always change :wink:

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior

Shaargh looked to the Undead as well and waved at her, with a stupid smile on his face.

"one shot you say? lets see your shot kill him before my fireball"

"Hmm...I think that will not be easy.." - he replied, with the same stupid expression on his face, as he pointed his finger to the quilboar. - " It seems like the undead girl can shout very loud...He's running away, the ugly bastard!"
Shaargh elevated the javelin at his eye level and prepared to throw it almost imediatly.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

Menicles saw that Shaargh had just thrown his javelin. He quickly loosed the fireball that he had been preparing and watched with satisfaction as the two missles sped toward their targets.

The two missles struck the scout at the same time, killing the quilboar instantly.

"I guess you were right, you can kill him in one shot" Menicles said to Shaargh. He was about to sit down for a second when he noticed that several quilboars were examining their fallen ally. The quilboars looked up and saw the two troll

"Get them" one of the quilboars yelled, and the group began running toward the two trolls

OOC: ooh a fight!

[electro]

seeing the quillboars running in a group of 6 topwards the 2 trolls, endora jumped up and started mumbling in gutterspeak, casting a protection spell on the 2 trolls.

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior


The quilboars ran at full speed, screaming with anger and swinging their axes and clubs like crazy in the air. It was quite clear who the boss was, as a larger and taller quilboar, with an extravagant and long white fur shouted orders to the others.

Shaargh withdrawed another javelin and launched it with full strenght towards the big beast. The troll began to curse with frustration, when the large quilboar took a shield out of his back and, with an unexpected agility , defended himself.

With an angry move, Shaargh withdrawed his long and elegant sabre and curved his body, preparing himself to fight.

" Better have good spells Menicles, 'cause they dont look very dumb..."

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"Some good spells you say?"

Menicles began speaking a spell and suddenly the quilboar leader was turned into a sheep. By that time the rest of the group had reached them, but were a bit confused about what to do without a leader. Menicles took the second of hesitation to cast a spell that froze all of the quilboars in their places.

"That should buy us a few seconds" he said

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior


Shaargh had already jumped towards the quilboars when Menicles froze them. So, at the same time, with a scisors like move, and in mid air, Shaargh decapitated on of them with a fast strike of his sabre, and smashed another one's skull with the small shield that Shaargh carried on the other hand. Only when he landed on the floor did he realise that the beasts had been frozen.

" Ooh! No fun!" - he said,very disapointed. - " Good spell thou...AAAH!"
The troll screamed in pain and looked down in anger, as he stared his atacker right in the eyes: the sheep was biting his feet with extreme determination.

Shaargh bursted out on a long and loud curse, with very rude language, as he raised the sabre, preparing to make himself a new dinner.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

After runnning from the frozen enemies for a few seconds Menicles saw that Shaargh had killed two and was dealing with his sheep. Menicles shot a frostbolt at one of the quilboars, finishing it off with a fireblast that burnt a hole through the quilboar's chest. There was one quilboar left, and it came charging at Menicles and hit him with its dagger through Menicles' side. He was just able to shoot a frostbolt at the quilboar and limp away unable to finish it off. Farther away from the quilboar he turned and shot another frostbolt which slowed the quilboar down even more.

"I should have worked harder learning how to tie bandages" He gasped and shot one more fireblast at the advancing quilboar finishing it off. Then he collapsed from the wound in his side.

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior

Shaargh had just cut off the sheep's head ( with a selvatic scream of anger and pleasure) when he noticed a body tumbling down by his side.
Menicles didn't look that well, despite the fact that he had killed the quilboars with almost no effort, and he colapsed towards the floor. Shaargh sheathed his sabre and picked Menicles up in his arms.
" Hey, lasy mage! Wake up! What's wrong with..." - Before he could even place the question, he felt that the mage's clothes were wet. When Shaargh looked closer, he found that a thick line of blood was pouring from Menicle's side.
Not being a very skilled healer, the troll warrior limited himself to compress the wound with his hand, trying both to stop the bleeding and awake Menicles.
" I don't know what'a do! Wake up idiot!" - He said, anoyed and preocupied, as he looked around, searching for help. Only then did he remember, and only then did he looked at her. The undead girl.
" Hey! Skull woman! Help!"

OOC: Just kidding electro :P . Btw, I hope I got you right Entauru. English is my second language, and I usualy dont have problems with understanding it, but I was doubting if your character had really fainted or not. I just assumed it. Sorry if that wasn't what you meant.

[Entauru]

OOC: You got it right. I didn't realize that english is your second language, by the way you wrote I thought it was your first. But Menicles is currently in bad shape.

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

Menicles struggled to stay awake. He heard Shaargh talking but couldn't focus. He knew that he needed healing badly. The lights dimmed and Menicles passed out.

[Traulinthar]

OOC: ^^ I have to speak and write english with a minimum quality. I'm taking a degree on International Relations so, it's quite important. Hope Electro didn't forgot about us, cause that wouldn't be very good to Menicles ^^

[electro]

one of the trolls had collapsed, and Endora's reflexes jumped into action. as fast as she could, she mumbled a prayer of healing, instantly closing the wound and giving lifeforce to the troll. also she casted a divine shield around the troll for preventing harm for a short time

[Nork]

Luxar - Orc -Warrior

OOC: sorry i aint been there, didnt think much of the post coz no one had replied in months.

Luxar had left Sentinal Hill by the southern gate. He had been talking to the other Orc for some time and they had quite forgotten why they had engagedin conversation in the first place.

As he passed through the gate hous, he saw a rather peculiar scene. An Un-Dead female and a Troll kneeling over a dress wearing Troll. On clouser inspection , he saw that the Troll had been injured and the female was a priest of sorts.

"looks like you people could do with a hand" he said, offering his service's.

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior

"Thank you!" - Shaargh said to the undead girl, and he then looked to Menicles' face, trying to find out any sign of improvement.

"looks like you people could do with a hand" - someone said.
Looking towards the orc, Shaargh answered: " Well, the quilboars are all dead...the lasy mage is healed, I think, and I do'no what'a do..So, what do you think you can help with?

OOC: No problem. I posted here hoping that someone would follow me, and I chose this rp exactly because it was old. It is the first time I'm doing rp in a foreing language and on a foreign board so, I was sort of testing myself.

[electro]

OOC: not to be bugging you, Nork, but we're not in sentinel hill but in Razor hill. Horde territory, not Westfall

[Entauru]

OOC: Well then, it looks like we have good group going now


Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

Menicles felt himself get repaired by some unknown force. After staying with his eyes closed for a few seconds to make sure that he wasn't dreaming he opened his eyes.

"Thanks for saving me" He said while sitting up.

"Who are you?" Menicles asked the new orc "Are we going to continue fighting?"

[Aldan]

OOC: Mind if I join?

[Traulinthar]

OOC: Fine by me. Btw..I think its Nork's turn to post.

[Entauru]

OOC: I wonder if it would be smart to create an OOC thread like the other larger RP threads have. That way anyone who wants to join can just post a sheet. also we have plenty of OOC chat going on. Just an idea

[Nork]

Lexar - Orc - Warrior OOC: what the hell is Razor Hill???:P!

"I am the great warrior Orc Lexar. Born and raised in the great Orgrimmar. Sent by my pappy to the Vally of Trials to test my self and become a true Orc of warrior"
Lexar stuck his chest out and spoke with great pride at his magnificence. Though he never really fought anything more than wild boars and his brothers. Lexar still felt that he was a great fighter. After all, it was in his blood.
Finishing his tests at the Vally of Trials, he was on his way home. Passing through Razor Hill, he figured he could offer his services to whom may need it.
"what is it that you are fighting?"nhe said to the mage.

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior


" I'm Shaargh N'guhl, from the green shores of Lake Nazferiti, proud son of the Bloodeye tribe." - the troll warrior answered, as he stood up and re-arrenged his sabre on his waist. " We were fighting some quilboars, and the mage here got a litle messed up..."

As Shaargh spoke to the young orc, he noticed something gold shinning at the sun. With out saying anything else, he walked a few steps away and bended over one of the quilboars' body. A strange, triangular and golden object was tied to his belt. Shaargh took it out and started to observe it with curiosity, as the others gathered around Menicles.

[Aldan]

((OOC: I guess I'll come in as well. And Razor Hill is a settlement in Durotar, and its the next place for Horde players to go to after Valley of Trials and Sen'Jin Village. It's sorta like the Horde's version of Goldshire.))

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

Sighing heavily as he looked down on a raptor he had killed, Folin heaved up his large axe and placed it on his back. Checking his armor's straps, Folin then looked around to see where to head to next. Durotar was such a dry land, and he was feeling slightly out of place when compared to Quel'Thalas.

Hearing voices nearby, the Blood Elf turned and decided to head for the source of the voices. Soon, he found several members of the Horde. After listening briefly, he heard them introducing themselves. Not wishing to lose the opportunity to, Folin stepped into their view and waved.

"Hello! Name's Folin Shadowblade. I'm feeling a little lost out here so any chance I can join you fellows?"

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"Hi Folin, I'm Menicles Andunar, a mage, Those two are Shaargh and Lexar both warriors, and over there is Endora a priest. We were hunting the quilboars, but now we're finished with them."

Menicles looked around the area they were in and chose a flat rock to sit down on. He grabbed some muffins that he had conjured and said

"Anyone hungry?"

After handing out some food and drink he realized that Shaargh was looking at something tied to the quilboar leaders body.

"Whats that you're looking at Shaargh?"

[Aldan]

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

Nodding, Folin took in what the troll said and accepted one of the muffins. "Thanks." The warrior turned and went to sit on one of the small boulders and munched on his conjured food quickly. Magical food always had a nice taste to them, if you were a Blood Elf.

After hearing the troll inquire to as to what the other troll was looking at, Folin leaned to the side to catch a glimpse as well. "Nice trinket."

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior

Shaargh looked over his shoulder when Menicles talked to him. Another voice was added, a voice that Shaargh didn't recognise. Only then did he noticed Folin's presence. " They just continue to appear from no where.." - Shaargh mumbled. - " Hmm I don'know! It has a drawing of some sort engraved on it. I think it looks like a map, but I dont recognise the place, nor the letters on it. I didn't even knew that these ugly beasts could write. Wanna take a look? "
The troll took the triangular golden map from the quilboar's waist and handed it out to Folin and Menicles.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

Menicles took the trinket and tried to discern any information from it. He looked at the strange letters on the triangle and thought that he recognized them from somewhere. The letters looked like the quilboar language but they were mixed in with something else. A detect magic spell on the triangle only showed Menicles that there were many enchantments protecting the triangle from magical scrying.

"Hey Folin, Blood Elves have a way with magic, can you do anything about the enchantments on this?"

[Aldan]

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

"Hm, If I had decided to take my uncle's offer and learn his ways of arcane arts, then I would have a better idea. But as it were, the best I can do is saying 'magic trinket work!'... I hack limbs off, but I don't weave magic, sorry."

Folin scratched his head and sighed as an apology. He shrugged and stared at the trinket. "I don't really have the faintest idea..."

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior


Shaargh took the trinket back from Menicle's hand (without saying a word) and looked at it more closely. " It is definitly a map, I can tell you that much...but I don't recognise the place...and it's very unprecise...it's just a bunch of lines...hate this kind of shi.." The troll had raised the trinket above his head, pointing it to the sun in order to observe it with a stronger light. But he did not expect that to work as well as it did. When the golden surface of the object was touched directly by sunlight, new lines were revealed on the map, giving it a much more precise description of the place it represented.
" I think this is Razor Hill right here.." Shaargh said, pointing to one of the corners of the object. " And the line goes straight into this thing up here...I think these are the northern mountains from The Barrens. There is a strange sign on it. Can't tell what it is. "

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"Let me see that" Menicles said and took the map from Shaargh. Menicles looked though the map and saw what he thought was a path that led from the northern mountains of the Barrens into Durotar.

"I think that the Quilboars are planning an attack into Durotar. It looks like they will be coming from those mountains into Razor Hill and then onto Orgrimmar." Menicles said "Lets go into the Barrens and try to stop them."

[Aldan]

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

"You two got all that off that little thing?" Folin stared at the two, wondering if they had been out in the sun for too long. Perhaps they had been, indeed...
But regardless, the possibility was too great to pass off as the delusional rambling of two sun-baked creatures.

"An adventure it is then! Shall we get to the Crossroads? We can get our supplies and food there, plus inform whoever in charge there of the possible threat."

With that, Folin stood up and heved his axe back onto his shoulder, happy to be doing something rather just wander across Kalimdor, killing things or getting chased by Thunder Lizards. D@mnable beasts...

[electro]

After hearing what the party was up to, Endora "limbed" back into razor hill, saying to the party: "you guys go on without me, i'll catch up with you guys in a couple of days." she paused a bit to then continue her speach with a question: "Or does anybody feel like carrying me? I'm not that heavy with all the flesh I lost during all these years." and she laughed a bit.

[Traulinthar]

Name: Shaargh N'guhl /Race: Troll /Class: Warrior


Shaargh stared at all of them with an angry (like an old man's ) expression on his face. " Damn, I hate thosse ugly beasstss!" - and he kicked the quilboar's body that was close to him.

"Folin's right, we shoul'go to Crossroads first, but as fast as we can." - the red-haired troll said, and started to walk away.

" That undead girl is kind of crazy isn't she?" - he asked to his fellows, in a low voice.

[Nork]

Lexar - Orc - Warrior

Lexar had been quite the whole time that the Trolls Shaargh and Menicles were deducing things abought the trinket. Something didnt seem right abought the whole ordeal, especially abought an open attack on Orgrimmar. It would take a vast army thousands strong to even put a dentin the city, and these 2 were thinking abought takeing them all on?

It was not like Lexar to back down from a fight of any nature. Besdies when they get to the Crossroads, maybe the militants there will bacdk us up with an army, rather than sending in a few strangers that had just me.

"...im not that heavy with all the flesh i lost during all these years"

Lexar shuddered at the idea of carrying a decompsing corpse on his back. He had no thought of carrying her, after all, he might end up catching the disese.

"That un-dead girl is kinda crazy isnt she?" Shraagh had spoken in a low voice. Lexar just nodded.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"I'm not that heavy with all the flesh I lost during all these years."

Menicles shuddered, if there was one thing he didn't like it was an undead who tried to be funny about it. But the girl had saved his life so Menicles held back from saying anything too malicious to the undead priest.

"Lets get walking then" Menicles said, as he gathered his pack and staff.

They began the trek to Crossroads and the mountains beyond.

"When we get the Crossroads we should pick up anyone who wants to come with us."

[electro]

Endora had fallen a little behind the group. she got hungry and decided to sit down by her freshly made campfire and cook a bit, yelling to the others: "hey, you guys want some baked fish, roasted pork or some fried crocolisk? i've got plenty"

So she started cooking, wether the group came or not. For she would get there faster then them, cause she had no intention to run the entire time and she had allready been there. But that was a secret to the rest of the party.

The campfire was cosy and warm, relaxing and playfull. The flames were a play that Endora could look at for hours, if it not were days.

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh N'ghul - Troll - Warrior


The red-haired troll looked back over his shoulder when Endora called. He stoped walking for a second, looking alternatly towards the undead woman and the rest of the group. " I'm actualy very ungry..." - he said to himself...Then he started to run to the campfire, his metal plate armour jingling along the way. " I'll be right back guys!"

" Maybe I'll take a piece of roasted pork to eat during the trip." - Shaargh said, with the nicest smile he could put on his face, as he got close to Endora.
" Eerm.... or maybe two or three....It has been a while since the last time I had a decente meal you know...?"

[Nork]

Lexar - Orc - Warrior

"Did she just say fried croclisk?" Lexar fiund himself saying.

There was never a time in Lexars life that he could resist the hard chewy hide of a croclisk. Or the sweet tender chewy meat. Croclisk eyes were a delicacy within his familiy, and he could eat them by the bowl full.

"Erm, excuse me mam, but do you have any croclisk eyes? there my faveorite"

[electro]

"Erm, excuse me ma'am, but do you have any crocolisk eyes? they're my favorite"

Endora thought for a second, dived into her backpack and what do you know, she found a jar full of Crocolisk eyes.

"here you go, have a couple"

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"Well Folin," Menicles said "It looks like it is just us. Lets get ahead of those guys and do a bit of recruiting in Crossroads"

shaking his head at the others in the group and wondering why they would accept food from an undead, who clearly had maggots running up and down her legs.

He began walking towards Crossroads

[Aldan]

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

"Right. Beside, I don't feel like accepting food from someone who've been buried and crawled back out of the hole. It doesn't just seem like a good omen..." Folin whispered with a smile on his face. He had plently of meat left in one of his larger backpacks anyway.

"So, when we get to the Crossroads, we'll need to decide who to talk to first. And plus all the right people to notify as well. Like that shaman woman, or the orc in charge of security at the Crossroads. Can't get any real reinforcements without the right people supporting us." He may have been a warrior, but his father had been a real leader for the High Elves' swordsmen back in the years. Some of his father's strong personality had gone into Folin, and when things got bad, he seemed to fight harder and more bravely to the point of becoming reckless and wild.

"Seems like Durotar has too many enemies. Koklar Centaurs and Quillboars- Wait. I remember fighting some centaurs near Sen'Jin Village. They had entire attack plans for Durotar. What if... What if the Quillboars and the Centaurs are allies? I came throught the Barrens some days ago myself, and there's a large force of Centaurs led by three of their kind. Its a possibility that they'll help the Quillboars in the attacks..." Folin gulped as he started thinking about the possibilities. The Quillboars' attack plan. The build-up of Centaurs. Problems plaguing the Barrens and Durotar...

One thing for sure, there was something big going on.

[Traulinthar]

Not being answered by the undead woman, Shaargh just walked away,with a sad expression on his face. He then ran back again to his fellows, joining Folin and Menicles. " I said it once, and I say it again...the undead woman is crazy. I think it's not only bones she's losing.." and as a confirmation of his statement, his stomach growled in anger. " I dont care about going after some quilboars or whatever if I dont get something to eat first when we get to the Crossroads.." and the troll continued to grumble for some minutes more.
" Did I heard you say Centaurs and Quilboars in the same sentance Folin? As far as I know, I dont think Centaurs like Quilboars very much...and vice versa....BUT, it wouldn't surprise me...they are all ugly, for that matter. I guess we will only find it all out when we get to the barrens...and when I get something to eat."

[Nork]

Lexar - Orc - Warrior

Lexar had scoffed down more than he had intended, after all Endora had said only take a couple. He screwed the lid back on the jar and went to give it back, only to find that Endora had gone. Lexar looked up and down the road and saw no sign of her.

"Bloody mage's, always coming and going as they please" he thought.

He put the jar in his backpack, with the thought of returning it to Endora once they caught up again. Lexar looked up at the sun, it had passed its ebb and was beggining its long decent into the horizon. If he had woken up knowing that he would be dragged on some wild and pretty much out there quest, he would have stayed in bed.

Now amballing along the golden and dusty road that lead to the cross roads, it wassome time before Lexar saw Shaargh, Flolin and Menicles off in the distance. The Orc quickened his pace and hoped to catch up with them befor they reached the town. But Lexar stopped in his tracks, something had caught his eye just off to the side of the road, a glint, something reflecting the sun. He looked in the distance for some time, then there was another. Pin pointing the exact location now, Lexar could see several small figures crouched behind a rock, the glinting was the drawing of blades reflecting in the sunlight.

Lexar quickened his pace, a small squad of Centars had hold up off the track, in ambush.

[Aldan]

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

"Uh, yeah. I came down into the Barrens from Ratchet. Did some mercenary work around there, you know? Anyway, there's really a lot of Koklar centaurs around the three oasis I could see. Plus there's just as much quillboars as well. Those two races were giving the Crossroads grief, so I made some easy money thinning out their ranks. Guess they recruited more to the cause... It's a good possibility."

Folin shrugged and kept on walking, soon noticing that there was another member of the group, the orc warrior. The orc then started walking faster. "Lexar, wasn't it? Something's wrong?

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"It is highly probable that the two races have allied together against us. They were here before us, and we have been attacking them since we first got here. The failed attempt of the kolkar to attack orgrimmar probably means that they went looking for allies to aid them."

Menicles continued walking for a few seconds before he realized that the others were busy looking at an odd formation of rocks. Then the rockes turned out to be Centaurs in ambush

"Oh crap, an ambush" Menicles said as he started preparing his spells

[Nork]

Lexar - Orc - Warrior

Folin bearly had chance to ask Lexar what was wrong, when the centars sprung from hideing. A volly of spears wizzed passed Lexars ears as the Centars screamed out a charge. Gripping his large red axe firmly in both hands, he chose the nearest target and made a charge himself, the centar was momentarily stunned by the sudden onslught, giving Lexar enough time to bring his axe to bear and make a clean slash accross the centars side.

Things went dizzy, stars sparkled in his sights and his vision went dull. Another thudd on the back woke Lexar to reality just in time to block a blow from a centar that had snuck up on him. After blocking the blow, Lexar rammed the creature shoulder first. Knocking it off balance, giveing Lexar the advantage. Bringing the shaft of the axe down upon the creatures skull, it made a sickening cracking sound and blood srtarted to ooze from its nose. Lexar gave another crack, then another, until the centars skull had split and his enemy lay dead upon the ground.

Lexar survayed the battle ground, Menicles was happy setting things ablaze, Shraagh and Folin were fighting back to back. Bloodlust over came Lexar, he craned his neck to the sky and gave out a roaring shout as the adrenalin coarsed through his every being, his eyes blazed with thrill of the fight. Picking another target that seemed suitable to die by his hands, he raised his axe and begun to charge like a runnaway Kodo. Only to have his charge stopped short as he tripped over a sheep,

Lexar hit the dirt with a tremendouse thud, his axe flung accross the desert floor. Composing himself, he turned over and eyeballed the sheep, throwing a rock at it was probably the worst mistake Lexar had made all day. The critter was engulfed in smoke and from the haze loomed a centar. Lexars face turned to realisation as he tried in vain to look for his axe, but it was to far out of reach. Dazed at the confusion of suddenly wanting to eat grass and jump around till his legs were sore, the centar caught eyes on Lexar and begun to advance.

[Traulinthar]

All the sudden, a rain of shouts and growling fell upon Shaargh's ears. He looked around, confused, only to see a big group of centaurs riding in their direction, coming from all sides. He also saw what it looked like a spear flying towards his head out of nowhere. With a quick move, Shaargh ducked and raised his shield, defending himself. But the centaur who had thrown the spear must had been really big...and very very strong, because as the spear hit the small circular shield, the impact force made the troll fall back. With a strange and almost feline movement, Shaargh twisted himself in the air, as he withdrawed a javelin from his back, and landed with one knee in the floor and the other lag streched horizontaly as he supported his weight with the arm that carried the shield. As soon as he landed, the javelin was sent flying from his hand, to finaly burry itself on a centaur's chest...the first centaur that Shaargh layed his eyes on, the one that was dangerously going towards Lexar.
Shaargh never had the time to say anything or to congratulate himself for the kill, cause a new centaur was already riding towards him.
The troll raised to his feet but kept his torso inclined forwards and his legs open. He quickly withdrawed his sabre and prepared to face his enemy.
The beast charged at full speed towards the troll, who was as silent as a church mouse , and tried to run over him at the same time it swong his sword, attempting to cut the troll's head off.
Shaargh ducked again and rotated over his own body, making the centaur pass by him with out hitting anything. At the same time Shaargh ducked, he gained the impulse needed to jump high, frog-like, and landed upon the centaur's back. The troll pierced through the centaur's head with the sabre, making it perfurate to the other side, coming out from the beast's throat.
Shaargh raised his other arm and screamed: " FOR THE BLOODEYE TRIBE!!! FOR THE HOOoo.. hmpf!" For a moment, he forgot that a dead centaur can't stay on his feet for a long time, and as a result of that, Shaargh was dragged to the floor with the fallen beast, and eventually hit the floor, with a very loud: " SH****T!!!"

[Aldan]

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

The battle had gone somewhat shaky, as Lexar had canceled the magic that kept one of the centaurs polymorphed and the other troll warrior had ended up under a dead centaur.

"Sheesh!" Folin pushed off one of the centaurs fighting him and dashed for the orc warrior. Once he had neared enough, the Blood Elf jumped up and brought his axe down on the centaur's head, cutting it into two. With a grunt, he pulled out the bloody axe and hacked it into the centaur's side, forcing him to fall to the side.

"Let's go, Lexar! Time to fight like real warriors and not a greenhorn!" Perhaps with a veiled insult, he could excited the orc warrior into fighting like a demon, as he knew other orcs could. "Fight like the orc you are!"

Laughing, Folin turned to meet the centaur he had knocked back head on, his shoulder slamming into the centaur's groin. As the centaur doubled over in pain, Folin brought his axe around and with a powerful momentum, drove the axe clean across the centaur's neck.

Turning around to survey the battle, Folin looked at how his teammates were doing. He then looked beyond them, trying to see if there were any more waiting in ambush.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

Menicles was happy to see three warriors run into the fray to protect him from the Centaurs. He was going to make sure that he didn't get injured this fight.

Throwing fireballs into the battle and being pleased to see Centaurs become engulfed in flames and set other Centaurs on fire in their panic. He saw a rather large Centaur and decided that it was sheep time. Watching enemies be reduced to grazing farm animals always gave Menicles a deep sense of satisfaction. When Lexar broke the spell Menicles almost threw a fireball at him in frunstration.

Menicles saw that the battle was going well and the warriors had good control of the Centaurs. He began casting a flamestrike and unleashed it onto the Centaurs imediatly burning all of them and then hurting them over time with more fire damage. He saw several Centaurs drop under that onslaught and cheered with the satisfaction of a spell well cast.

Noticing that the Centaur lines were thinning Menicles slowed his spell casting. No need to run out of mana here, there might be another Centaur raiding party nearby

[Aldan]

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

Looking back to see the troll slowing down on his casting, Folin smiled. "Smart, conversing your energies for any potential amushers. I definitely like you. And now... doesn't anyone find this strange? We just managed to blunder into a plot that might very well spell end for Orgimmar, started trekking across the road to the Crossroads, and centaurs are ambushing us? I think I smell a rat..."

Folin resumed looking around as he fought one of the few remaining centaurs and in the distance, spied a quillboar. A quillboar that wore the colors of Durotar's quillboar tribe. "And I just found the rat." Folin chuckled as he charged toward the quillboard, who in his exhausted state didn't notice the oncoming warrior.

It was akin to getting slammed by a freight train, for the quillboar. Wrapping an arm around its neck, Folin managed to capture the damn beast and brought it back to the group, kicking and screaming. "This one has the marks of Durotar's quillboars, not the Barrens' quillboars. Find that interesting?"

[electro]

out of nowhere (for the party) Endora suddenly appeared, and asked quickly: "anyone injured?"

without waiting for the answers, she blessed all of them with healing powers that cured them over a period of time, what her teacher called "Renew".

"So what's next on the program?" she asked with a smile and a giggle.

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh's voice mumbled from what apeared to be a very far away place: " Well, I don'know if I'm injured or not...I can't see my body! And I'm tellin you, I never thought that centaurs smelled this bad....really, they stink!"

The troll's arm apeared out of a pile of dead centaur's, waiving and hoping the others would notice him. Aparently, he wasn't able to free himself when he fell in the first place, and fought the rest of the battle under the beast's cadaver. A pair of centaur's were over the first one that Shaargh had killed, also dead, and some others were on the floor surrounding him, their legs missing and their stomachs wide open with deep cuts. Shaargh's sabre was burried verticaly on the ground, next to him.

He continued to grumble, his head almost invisible under the dead bodies: " And besides stinking like pigs, they are also very smart. As soon as I fell here, they just kept coming! Oh, but I tought them how a Bloodeye troll fights!Damn bastards!!"

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

Menicles saw Folin catch a quilboar just as the battle ended.

"A Durotar Quilboar you say? this can't be good. Lets ask him whats going on. Shaargh can you check the Centaurs to see if they have any of those maps you found?"

Menicles walked over to where Folin was tying up the struggling Quilboar. He bent his knees to look the Quilboar right in the eye. "What are you doing here Quilboar? your tribe has been at war with the Centaurs for longer than any of you can remember."

When the the Quilboar didn't reply Menicles tried again "What is your plan Quilboar? we found one of your maps."

Menicles took the triangular map and showed it too the Quilboar. When the quilboar saw it he began struggling against the rope as hard as he could trying to get to the map "Not today rat" Menicles said "We're keeping the map and you until we get some answers. Tie him up more Folin, he might break out of this rope"

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh's temper got control over him, and all he was able to do was shout his lungs out:
" IS THAT A JOKE MENICLES?! I CAN ONLY MOVE MY NECK AND MY RIGHT ARM! JUST KILL THE DAMN PIG AND HELP ME GET OUT OF HERE! AND IF THERE IS ANYTHING INTERESTING ON THIS BODIES, IT CAN ONLY BE THE FLEES !"

[Aldan]

Folin Shadowblade - Blood Elf Warrior

((OOC: You have no idea how much I laughed...))

"Right." Folin sighed at the mage and slammed his mailed fist into the quillboar's stomach and let it kneel over. Reaching into his pack, the warrior took out some ropes and proceed to tie up the beast.

With the quillboar helplessly tied up, Folin took a sword he had picked up after killing some of the trolls on Echo Isles but hadn't the chance to sell it for some silvers. He then pierced the sword into the ground, right between the arms of the bounded quillboar, with the hilt preventing him from getting up. "All yours, Mage."

With that, Folin went on over to the pile where he couldn't help but laugh at the fellow warrior's predicament. "Stuck under all that? What a stud, you." Snickering still, Folin began the unpleasant task of pulling the corpses off the troll, even hacking some of the bodies in half to move them more easily. Soon, the corpses were all removed and he lowered a hand to help the troll up. "Let's go, kiddo."

[Nork]

Lexar - Orc - Warrior.

OOC: jeezus guys, yall need to slow down a bit, whenever i come back here im hundreds of posts behind!

After what Folin had said to him, Lexar had become mad with rage. Letting out a tremendouse, blood curdling battle cry, he begun to charge to and fro, takeing out the foul beasts with his fists, not stopping for a secound to pick up his axe. After grabbing a centar in a head lock and crushing its skull with his fists, he spied one trying to escape.

Lexaur gave out a load shout to the creature and begun to give chase. Lexar would not give up the chase and the Centar would not give up the fleeing. They ran thi way and that, doging, ducking and piverting. But eventually, the Centar lost his footing and crashed into the ground. Lexar didnt slow. He threw himself in the air, and with all his weight, broght his knee crashing into the Centars ribs. The faint sound of cracking could be heard, and the Centar blacked out.

"Time to get you back to the party and your the guest of honour" Lexar laughed, as he begun to pull the beast by its hind legs.

For the first time,Lexar actuallt noticed where he was. He could see the party off in the distance. Oh great he had thought, i godda lug this thing all the frigging way over there. And he begun his march back to the battle field.

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh - Troll - Warrior

" Thank you! You wouldn't believe the stuff I saw there...one of these centaurs had an entire empire of flees on him!" -Shaargh said, as he grabed Folin's hand in order to get up. He then picked up his sabre and stored it again on his belt.

" Hey, Menicles, as a matter of fact, I did found another map. Triangular and golden like the other. If you would have helped me I could have shown it to you earlier, but I was to busy being crushed by 5 centaurs that ate to much at lunch.This map is something more detailed, and it's not an outdoor map. The same simbol of the other map is here too, marking an entrance I think. Take a look. " And he handed it out to Menicles.

" Oh, by the way, if you see little dots moving around, there's nothing magic about that, it's only some MORE flees....now I have to eat AND take a bath..." - Shaargh mumbled some more words on a low voice, grumblind like an old senil man.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"you will be fine Shaargh, a quick jump in a river will do you wonders. Now lets look at this map."

Menicles took the map and put it up to the sun like he had done with the other one. He could see clearly laid out the streets of Orgrimmar with a line leading right to Thrall's chamber.

"This is bad guys"

Menicles walked over to the tied up Quilboar and kicked it in the ribs "Who is your leader?" Menicles demanded. When the Quilboar did not reply Menicles kicked the Quilboar in the head "I asked you a question Quilboar, who is your leader?"

The Quilboar looked up with hate in his eyes and said "aheh, the leader will find you, and kill you. I would rather die then face the wrath of the leader."

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh took two quick steps towards the quilboar, took his sabre out and with two quick blows, he pierced both of the beast's shoulders.
The troll ignored the screams and said: " Let him stay there and bleed to death. You'll see how good of a leader you have, pig!"
Shaargh then looked around to the others and observed Lexar aproaching them.
" As soon as the orc arrives, I think we should leave this place as fast as we can. This seemed like a planned ambush so someone must be waitting on them to get back. When they dont, more will come, and we dont know when will that be. Crossroads is still a good place to go, but I dont think anyone will believe us. We should go there to get suplies and all that stuff, see if with any luck someone will listen to us but, the first thing we should do after that, is to go directly to the Barrens. If menicles is right and an atacked is being planed, the rally point must be there. " -The troll spoke as he had not done since he met with that group. He spoke as the Shaargh N'gul of many years ago, when he comanded the warriors of his homeland. He did so involuntary, and quickly he realised that. A dark expression fell on his face and he added to his speech: " Or you guys can do as you will, I dont really care that much..." - and a stupid smile apeared on his face.

[Nork]

Lexar - Orc - Warrior

Lexar had abandoned the Centar sometime ago, when he had noticed the party had caught one of the pigs. When he got closer he could hear Shaargh barking out orders on what they should do next. Lexar could tell that this guy was a leader of men, purely by the way he foreded himself. They way he talked to the others. Though Lexar did not pay much attention, he busied himself hunting for his Axe. Alll over the place was broken weapons and splintered shields. Wayward armour flung from there hosts backs.

Lexar had been searching for some time, until he found a rather familiar looking handle. Sure enoughit was his axe, layn under a Centar. Lexar had gone to lift the body off the Axe, when a hand had shot up and grabbed him by the throaght. Lexar didnt hesitate, he brought his forehead crashing down on the Centars nose and the hand let go. Forcing out his axe from underneath, he sliced the head clean off.

Lexar threw the axe over his shoulder and went back to the party, who were just abought to move on.

"We should stay off the road" he said, "I would rather risk Raptors than to be outnumbered in an ambush"

[electro]

completely ignoring Lexars comment, Endora kept walking the road. what should she be afraid of? she died once allready. she knows how it feels.

just calmly walking across the road, whisteling a happy tune, without a care in the world.

[Entauru]

Name: Menicles Andunar Race: Troll Class: Mage

"What the bloody hell is that Undead woman doing?" Menicles spat "Did she completely ignore you? This is definatly not good."

Menicles looked around at the others and saw that they too had no idea why Endora was disregarding the warning that there might be another ambush. Menicles had a very bad feeling about her, but his thoughts were more focused on how they were going to get to Crossroads and into the Northern Barrens. He saw the bridge into the Barrens far in the distance. Endora was walking towards it.

"Lets not take the bridge" Menicles said, "There is probably another group of ambushers there"

Menicles looked toward the horizon and saw a spot where some raptors were walking across the river.

"There is a shallow spot. Lexar, we may end up meeting some raptors after all."

[Nork]

Lexar just grunted at the comment, as far as he was concerned, fighting a dumb animal was batterthan nsomething that could organise a mass into something of a warband, and 5 lone venturers stood no cance against a well organised warband. Lexar looked at each person in turn, including the woman that just carelessly woundered the open road. They had managed thus far and they didnt even know each other.

"A few raptor claws would look well around my neck, at leat then i will get some status within the arena"

He looked over at the Raptors, they had crossed the river and set up hideing behind some low thorns, ready for any prey to bend over and drink the waters, a very common tactic amoungst predators all accross the globe, from Raptors to Lions and Murlocs alike.

"I think that the Raptors are expecting us more than we are expecting them"

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh N'gul - Troll - Warrior

Shaargh stared at them while they talked, and he couldn't help but to sigh.
" We just survived an ambush and they are already begging for more trouble..." - the troll mumbled, as he scratched his head. He then took a javelin out of his quiver and began walking fast towards the direction that Entauru pointed, passing by the undead woman.

" If you guys are still on a death-wishing mood, at least be faster when you find your targets, or we'll end up baked under the sun...and I still need to eat.."

[Entauru]

Menicles watched Shaargh running off toward the river and the raptors. There was something about the way Shaargh held himself that made Menicles believe that the Troll was hiding something. Menicles couldn't put his finger on it, so he decided to let sleeping dogs lie. Whatever Shaargh was hiding was helping the group a whole lot.

Menicles caught up with Shaargh and cast his pre battle spells. He wasn't going into this one unprepared. He saw that the raptors were hiding behind some rocks observing him, but he also noticed something strange about the raptors' hind legs. They were all branded with the symbol of Sen'Jin villaige.

"These are not wild animals" Menicles said "They look almost like riding Raptors. We should see if their owner is around to warn him of the quilboars."

With that Menicles walked toward the Raptors and was proved right when they didn't attack him

"Now where is their owner?" Menicles asked scanning the horizon

[Nork]

"Wait. No!" Lexar called after Shaargh

He hadnt ment that they should have charged the Raptors, merly try and avoid them. Lexar was beat after the battle with the Quilboars and the Centar. But he found that Shaargh had not attacked the Raptord after all. These Raptors had saddles on them.

"These are not wild animals" Menicles said "They look almost like riding Raptors. We should see if their owner is around to warn him of the quilboars."

Lexar surveyed the surroundings, but all he could see was barren lands all the up to the horizon, there wsnt a living soul to be seen.

"Now where is their owner?" Menicle had asked to no one in particular.

"Dont know, but i cant see any one in sight, Lexar replied anyway. "Maybe they are already dead and these Raptors had managed to escape"

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh N'gul - Troll - Warrior

The red-haired troll sighed of frustration. As far as he was concerned, to stop at every 10 minutes was not a good strategy to get out of danger. He looked around, trying to find the raptor's owner, but there was no one else but them on the vast plain.

" Stealing is not one of my favorite things to do, but if the raptor's owner is not around, maybe it's because they no longer have one.....so..we really should take them. If we find some more centaurs, their speed advantage would be neutralized if some of us were mounting these pretty babys. And if the owner is around here after all, then he better show up, instead of allowing his property to wonder around like this. But it's your call...I can't even remember the last time I fought mounting on a raptor." - Shaargh said, in a casual tone. He jumped to the top of a boulder and continued to look around, hoping that they could leave as fast as they could.

[Entauru]

"It doesn't matter if you don't like stealing, we need these to save Orgrimmar!" Menicles said as he jumped on the saddle of a Raptor. "I used to race Raptors in Sen'Jin, let's see who makes it to Crossroads first"

Menicles sped off without looking back at the others. He would wait up ahead near a tree and then the race would begin. Menicles was pretty sure that on Raptors the group would be able to outrun any Quilboars they encountered, and give a good chase to any Centaurs.

[electro]

seeing the group mount up the raptors and hearing something about a race, Endora paused, got some cloth out of her backpack and stood in front of the party.

she lifted the piece of cloth and yelled : "everybody ready? GET SET."
she paused for a second and suddenly: "GO!!"

And they left a dust cloud as they started. Endora wasn't feeling the urge of walking so decided to use her heartstone set on the destination (cheatcheat). She just wanted to make sure that she could be the finish girl :p. so she hearted out, leaving the barren land around the river, but she knew she would return someday.

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh N'gul - Troll - Warrior

Shaargh jumped from the boulder directly into one of the other raptor's back and sped off after Menicles. Only then did the troll remember how much he loved to ride them, and a thin smile apeared on his rude face.
Looking towards the horizon, Shaargh could see that the sun was slowly disapearing, as the night and the moon took hold of the sky. The preocupation grew again on his mind, as he thought that, by nightfall, they should've advanced more and be further away on their path towards the Crossroads, but instead, they were still isolated targets.

[Lann]

/ooc Well I would like to join you guys if allowed.
I think Crossroads would be the best place for my char to jump if you guys decide he can come along for the ride

I will play the following character:
Name: Lanndorak Geltholas

Race: Blood Elf
Age: Unknown
Class: Mage

Apearance:
Lanndorak is tall even for a blood elf.
He has long white hair he wears in a pony tail.
He wears a black robe coverd in dark blue paterns.
As a weapon he carries a saber.

[Nork]

Lexar eyed the raptor inqusitively. Such a stange beast to ride, give him a bearly black wolf and he would show people how beasts are ment to be ridden. Though he did not doubt that the Raptors were just as visciouse in combat.

Lexar grabbed the reains and paused for a secound, praying that he came off from this without a scratch. Houing himself up, the Raptor screeched its protest. The dead wight on its back, holding it down. The Raptor begun to buck and ran off into the horizon just as Endora shouted go.

[Entauru]

With a considerable lead over the others Menicles looked back to see Lexar struggling to get onto his raptor.

"That is not a wolf" Menicles yelled "Don't hold the saddle grab the neck, your ride will be much easier. Don't worry about the raptor either, their necks are their strongest bits"

Menicles was feeling secure on his raptor with the knowledge that they could outrun most of their attackers. Having crossed the river into the barrens helped too. The setting sun was a small cause for concern however, a small group travelling at night would probably be an easy target for night bandits. Menicles urged his raptor to go faster and silently hoped that the group would be able to make it to crossroads before nightfall

[electro]

Endora arrived in the Crossroads, the stop to her heartstone journey. she stood in the inn next to Boorand Plainswind, the innkeeper. First things first, she walked out and went straight for the mailbox to check her mail. She received a mail from many different people, but it was mostly spam.

Then she went shopping for some bread at Moorane Heartgrain, the tauren baker. After the bread she went to meet the butcher named Zargh for some freshly butchered flesh. Then went to search some spices at Tari'qa, the trader next to the general suplier, Barg.

Then she waited for the racers to arrive. So she looked around and saw different people, but one was extraordinary. Thoughts ravaged though her head: "A Blood Elf? Here in the Barrens? What does a whiteskin has to search here? and in a black robe? doesn't he know this is the hottest part in the world besides Tanaris? Better try to meet this guy."

So she walked over to him and spoke to him. "Greetings outlander, my name is Endora Darklight, priest of the order of the Forsaken. And who might you be?"

[Lann]

Lanndorak had just arrived in the crossroads.
He figured since the people back home decided these beings were allies he might as well get to know them.

Lanndorak had been in orgrimarr, the orcs were primitive in behavior but they had honor within them. The same for the trolls and their foolish belief in voodoo.

The Tauren well they where the tauren they where pretty much to them selves.

He hadn't met any undead yet but they fought the scourge wich was good enoug for Lanndorak.

Greetings outlander, my name is Endora Darklight, priest of the order of the Forsaken. And who might you be?"

Lanndorak turned around to face this new voice.
He stared upon an undead female.
Lanndorak nodded to her.
The name is Lanndorak Geltholas, master of the arcane. At your service
Lanndorak made a gracefull bow.

[Traulinthar]

The sky was turning into a beautiful purple color, as the sun went off in the horizon, spreading it's last lightning beams across the air. Some lone stars and constelations began to shine, in companionship with the pale ghost of the moon, that slowly apeared in the sky. The red mountains of the barrens got darker by the minute, making them look hostile and the perfect shadow to give cover for more menacing creatures.

Shaargh N'gul gave a small tap on his raptor's shoulder, inciting him to run faster. The troll's metal plate jingled along the way, as he tried to aproach Menicles from his left side.

" Hey, Menicles!" - Shaargh shouted, trying to speak trough the wind. - "We're never gonna make it to Crossroads before nightfall!! It will take us at least some more two or three hours after the sun disappears in the horizon!! " - Shaargh paused for a few seconds, in order to regain his balance upon the raptor's back. - " We should ride for a little longer, and ask the others what they wanna do, to camp or continue to ride!"

[Nork]

Menicles words ran true. Grabbing hold of the Raptors neck, he found it easier to balance and control the Raptor. Though he still could not get the speed he wanted and was lacking behind the rest slightly. The sun had begun to set and the sky was lit up with a brilliant purple.

After some time of rushing wind and catching bugs in his teeth, the party stopped. It was fully night now and the moon was beginning to ascend higher into the sky.

"What do you lot want to do? rest or continue?" SHraagh commented.

Lexar thought for a secound. They were not yet clear of danger, any one could have tracked the dust kicked up by the Raptors and they would not have a hard time following the footprints. Also, they needed to get to cross roads as fast as possible. If there really is an army forming to attack Orgrimmar, they needed to form up as fast as possible. Every thing pointed to continueing on. But dispite all that, Lexar found that the group decied to rest. God only know they deserved it.

Lexar had pulled pulled first watch over the camp. Nothing happened, cayote's howling far off into the night. With the lack of the sun and unable to build a fire, the watch was long and cold. Lezar shivered at the breeze and watched the moon rise. The stars shone so brightly in the sky. Millions of timy little pin pricks, as they twinkled in the dark void.

"That should be long enough" grunted Lexar.

He gave Menicles a boot and told him that it was his watch. Many grunts and curseing followed, but Lexar ignored tyhem as he pulled out his wolf skin blankets and wrapped him self in them and tryed to keep warm.

[Entauru]

Menicles woke up annoyed that he had to be woken in the middle of his slumber to take watch. He knew that as soon as he got back to sleep he would be woken for the morning. Menicles wanted to get to Crossroads as soon as possible. Something about their campsite did not feel right to him. Menicles had a very bad feeling that sometime before they began their journey in the morning something very bad would happen.

"We should have journeyed through the night," Menicles grumbled to himself

He contented himself to picking out constellations in the sky and thinking of the stories behind them. Near the end of his shift he thought that he saw some lights in the distance. Assuming that it was the fatigue and stars playing tricks on him he went to wake Shaargh up. He grabbed the other troll by the shoulder to wake him up, and thought that he saw movement in the distance, realising that it was time to sleep he made sure that the other troll was awake and then grabbed his tigerskin blanket and went to sleep

[electro]

"Lanndorak, strange name for a whiteskin. What brings you here to Crossroads? Work, travel, sightseeing or some other reasons? It may be none of my bussiness but i'm just curious."
Endora talked to the Blood elf till the night was almost falling. And it was really strange that her party hadn't arrived yet. They had raptors, where could they be? Probably they got lost somewhere, typical for some of her partymembers.

Endora started a campfire and started to cook while still having a conversation with Lanndorak.

[Traulinthar]

Shaarg had been awake for almost the entire night, staring at the sky and lost within deep thoughts about the present things that had been happening, but also about some other events from his past. So, it was no surprise that when Menicles grabbed him by the shoulder, Shaargh actualy seemed to be sleeping. He stood up without saying a word, and walked around their camp for a few minutes, trying to make the blood-circulation reach all of his muscles. He also checked the raptors before he sit down to do his watch, affraid that the beasts would run away from them the same way he thought they ran from their previous owner.

The troll surveyed the horizon with a long, slow glance, trying to figure out some details through the darkness of the night.
"Its in times like this that I trully apreciate the lessons from the old shaman master..." - Shaargh thought to himself, as he began to see, or thinking he saw, some blurry lights crossing the horizon, moving near the mountains. He couldn't trust his eyes, despite trolls having a good nightvision, and so, he iniciated a short, basic shammanistic ritual that, as a young warrior in the making, he had learned in his tribe.

Shaargh closed his eyes,crossed his legs on each other and grabbed his knees. He then iniciated some sort of prayer, in a gutural and rude language, on a low voice, as a vague and green aura began to swirl around his body. He continued this process for only a few seconds but, sudenly, he stoped and opened wide his eyes.
Imediattly, the troll erased the few remainings from their fire and almost crawled trough the ground towards his fellows.
" Hey! Hey!! Wake up you two! There's something really wrong going on!Pick up your stuff! We got to leave! "

[Lann]

Lanndorak chuckled....
Well I suppose you could call it sightseeing....
You see us Bloodelves have lived in isolation for quite a while and we joined this new alliance with you I wanted to get to know our new allies.

So that is why I am traveling to visit the cities of our allies and to get to know them better.

I have been in thunderbluff and in Orgimarr, I love those cities, and everyone has been really kind to me in their own way.

Didn't have a chance to visit the undercity yet but I will get there eventualy.

And now tell me priestess what brings you here?

[Nork]

Lexar felt a nufge on his shoulder, grunting in disaproveal, he pulled the wolf skin over his head and tried to get back to sleep.

"Wake up you lazy Orc, we have to move now!"

The voice was harsh and wispered and sounded ergent. He ripped the wolf skin to one side and jumped to his feet, grabbing his axe that lay beside him.

"What? more Centars wish to die befor the dawn of the new day? let them come"

Lexar let out in a harsh menicing voice.

"Keep, your voice down, i dont think we have been spotted yet"

Lexar almost blushed in embarassment. COmeing to his senses and half dazed state, he whipped his bedding back into his rucksack. The others were already at the raptors and leading them off into the nearest bit of undergrowth they could see. Lexar followed soon after. Crouching down in the shrubery. All that could bee seen were a few Raptors mulling around in the under growth. To the casual observer, they were just a few hunters waiting for there prey.

One of the shadows within the undergrowth pointed and wispered something that Lexar didnt quite catch. But looking at where he had pointed, he could see lights, bobbing this way and that, ever comeing closer and ever growing in number. Who ever they were, there were alot of them.

[Entauru]

Menicles had been sleeping lightly, so when Shaargh woke him up he was ready. He jumped up and began making sure that the harnesses on the raptors were ready to be untied for a quick getaway if the need should arise. The bobbing lights were coming closer. The group had packed up and brought all of their things to the raptors where Menicles helped them tie them onto them.

"Keep your voice down, I don't think we've been spotted yet" Menicles told Lexar as he began grumbling.

Menicles dug a small hole in the ground and put his hands in it. Then he began preparing spells, the ground above his hands blocking the arcane light from being seen. He had no idea what the light were and tried to get a better look at them. The lights seemed to float around as if they were held up on strings, or by some other magical means. They mesmerised Menicles and as he was trying to find out what they were doing he was knocked hard on the back of his head.

That was all he remembered

[electro]

"my business here is the party that i joined and it is allready late for them to arrive here. I wonder what's it that's holding them up, it's allready nightfall."

Endora cooked about an hour and offered Lanndorak some bread and some baked crocolisk meat. "here, you must be hungry from your travel. Eat this and you'll regain your strenght."

Then she sat quietly, just looking into the dark night, listening to the sounds of the Crossroads. People arriving and leaving by wyvern. Some people challenging each other to test their own strenght. But nothing exciting was actually happening.

[Nork]

Lexar had been knocked over the back of the head. He guessed that it must have been a scout that had gone ahead of the main group. Still dazed, all Lexar could see were more lights. It had come apparent the the light itself was hostile. The ghostly figures that carried them, were nothing but shadows amoungst the bleak and utter darkness.

Lexar could here muttering, but was unsure of what it was. After he regained focus, he realised it was Menicles and Shaargh trying to devise an escape. Looking around him, Lezar realised that they were in the middle of a small hasty camp, no tents, just around 5 to 6 spaced out fires with blankets around them and lots of shadows darting abought.

It wasnt long befor a shadow made itself known, it was a rather short human, he bore a tabrad that Lexar recognised but couldnt quite remember where. The human looked at them with menacing dark eyes and took a bite from a leg of meat he had plucked fresh of the fire. Greese dribbled down his chin and onto his armor, befor skulking back into the shadows.

"Forgive him, he is always watchful of Horde, he belives that we will betray the Human kind and slay them in there sleep"

Lexar was surpised to here a rather slow and deep voice, speaking the common Horde language. As Lexar tried to peer round, all he could do was catch a glimpse of a big brown and white burly Tauren. He intoduced himself as Teahh Swifthoof, of the Bloodhoof clan. He was an officer, leading a small squad down to the Ahn'Qiraji, in preperation for the gates to open in a few months.

[Lann]

Lanndorak looked at the food, meat wasn't really his thing but he didn't want to offend his new made friend. When he took a bite of the food it tasted much better then he had expected.

This tasts really nice....thank you for the wonderfull meal

Lanndorak saw that his words were on deafmans ears as the priestess kept staring into the darkness.

I am sure they will be alright Endora, they probably stopped for nightfall or something. If they don't arrive tomorrow morning we could go look for them?

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh N'gul was never known for having a good-temper. And if he found himself in a very unconfortable position, the case got even worse.
As soon as he heard the taureen speaking to Lexar, the red-haired troll exploded: " Forgive him!? Maybe you wouldn't say that if someone you dont even know had put you down with a blow on the head...OH, wait, that wouldn't happen, because you, big fat cow, have horns on it!! Now, you stinky traitor of the horde, let us go! I dont care about your business with the human scum! "

The Tauren didn't seem very happy about what Shaargh said...specialy the cow part. Teahh Swifthoof approached the troll with a couple of very heavy and large steps, his bovine eyes shinning in anger. He then lowered his head until his face was just some centimetres away from Shaargh's face. Behind the tauren, the human approached as well, with a not very peacefull look as well.

The troll faked a scared face, at the same time he tried to cut the ropes that tied his hands together by scracthing it on the edge of his metal plate armor, behind his back.

[Nork]

Lexar shook his head, Shaargh's explosion might have put the partys position in jerpody. The Tauren had stamped his feet round to the bad tempered Troll and Lexar lost all sight of him.

"Listen here, you ignorant scrwny wretch of a Troll! I came to free you, by orders of our Captain, you Raptors are tied to the bush where you found you"

The Tauren snorted and begun to walk away.

"By the way, I am no traitor to the Horde, we of the Ahn'Qiraji War Effort have better things to do then fight weak pink skins."

With that the Tauren dissapeared into the darkness, they never saw him again, one friend amoungst many enemies, lost thanx to an ill tempered Troll that couldnt keep his big mouth shut.

"Shaargh, I aint known you that long, but i am guessing you are the type of person that dosnt know when to shut up!"

Lexar exclaimed, now more frustrated with his perdicament, they could have been free by now and well on there way to the crossroads, but Lexar was stuck, tied to 2 Trolls, trying to wriggle a pocket knife from the inside of his bracers.

[Entauru]

Menicles sat calmly through the whole encounter between the tauren Lexar and Shaargh. When it was over and the tauren started walking away Menicles breathed a sigh of relief. He also felt the strange sensation of a knife cutting away at his wrist.

"Stupid warriors, let me do this" He said

Then Menicles let off a small fireball, enough to set the ropes and some of his groupmates' hairs on fire.

"There we go, now where are those raptors?"

Menicles walked toward where he thought the raptors were and got on his. He didn't really mind that Shaargh had pushed those two off, the human had looked like killing them was all he wanted to do. No sense in having allies like that around.

"Come on, are you guys going to be waiting all day?"

[Traulinthar]

Shaargh was almost cutting off his ropes when Menicles burned them away. Looking towards Lexar, Shaargh answered again in a bad tone: " Listen boy, and I know you long enough to tell that you don't use your brains enough before you speak! I wasn't just grambling for no reason! They hit us in the back of the head! They could not know who we were, but neither did we, and we didn't start to atack no one! And they could go to the damn desert, to fight the bugs or what ever they want to do...but I dont know if you noticed it, there were more humans than taurens or any other Horde member with them. For me, that doesn't work! This his horde territory, not human!" Shaargh then moved away, with a furious expression on his face. He passed by Menicles without saying anything, mounted his raptor and bursted his way out of there, towards the crossroads.

As the raptor ran, Shaargh continued to talk to himself, in a bad mood: " Damn this youngsters...born under good skyes, without witnessing the massacres of the old days..and he has the nerves to complaint...If he had been on he jungle wars against those damn humans, he would've know..oh yes he would.." - and the troll gave a strong tap on his raptor's flank, making him run even faster.

[electro]

"I am sure they will be alright Endora, they probably stopped for nightfall or something. If they don't arrive tomorrow morning we could go look for them?"

Endora sighed at that sentence, look up again and felt that they would arrive just in time for something that would happen here. But that was something she wouldn't tell to Lanndorak. "I think they will arrive shortly. they are a good group IF they use their brains and work together. They'll come soon."

[Lann]

Lanndorak nodded.
He didn't know who her friends were but for some reason he felt she knew what she was talking about.

Well I guess you know best Endora.....

[electro]

The last thing Endora heard war Lanndorak mumbling something, before she fell asleep while sitting upstraight. She slept so her body hadn't had much power in the muscles and she fell down, only to be cushioned by Lanndoraks legs.

Her dreams where starting to get wierder every night, as she had a series of sequential dreams. They always seemed to begin where the previous one stopped. This time she was standing alone in the barren wastelands of blasted lands, only the bolts of lightning creating somekind of light. nothing else gave light, the moon was nowhere to be sighted. a large shadow was consuming this world. Could it be ...? Is it possible that ...? She awakend with a fast beating heart and saying "He's coming, he's coming. The end of us all. The end is near." Then she passed out, and fell over to the other side, her head hitting her backpack.

[Lann]

Lanndorak frowned as he examined her.
Besides the fact that she fainted nothing seemed to be wrong with her.
None the less it wouldn't be a bad idea to let her be examined.
The local witchdocter should know more.

Lanndorak picked the undead priestess up and carried her to the Troll's hut for futher examination.

[Entauru]

Menicles heard Shaargh and Lexar arguing. He wondered why they were fighting while the real enemies were the centaur and quilboar. The Alliance could wait while this problem was solved

"GUYS!" Menicles yelled "WHO CARES WHAT THAT GROUP WAS DOING?" having gotten their attention he continued "If we argue now about the Alliance we will not make it to Crossroads in time. Look the sun is coming up, if we aren't in Crossroads by the end of today we will probably be too late. I have had enough of this fighting, lets just go."

Not even caring whether or not the others were following Menicles pressed on. He raced his raptor as fast as he had ever gone before. By lunch Menicles could see the smoke of Crossroads in the distance, so he pressed even harder trying to make it all the was there.

It was a glorious day, with the sun high in the sky and not a cloud in sight. It was the kind of day that nothing should happen on. The kind of day where everyone is too sleepy to really use much effort. Menicles strained forward and realized that it was the perfect day for an assault on a sleepy city.