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Post by 0fenrir0 on Feb 27, 2008 0:15:56 GMT -5
Deep in the middle of the woods, far from any form of cilvilization was a huge war camp. Tents were set up everywhere, campfires blazing, and weapons on the ground. The owners of this camp... Were the Horde. Groups of Orcs, Trolls, Taurens, the Forsaken, and Blood Elves gathered around. Though, only the orcs, trolls, taurens were sitting side by side. The Forsaken and Blood Elves had no interest to quarrel with any of them. Inside one tent, was the leader this entire army. The Orc Warcheif, Thrall.
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 27, 2008 7:01:44 GMT -5
Far off in the distance, rustling bushes could be heard. Two Orcs immediately turned towards the bushes to attack, but when the figure crawled out of the bushes, their weapons dropped. In all the sights of war, no one could be prepared for a young Blood Elf female crawling out with wounds and injuries all over her bodies, her eyes looking like they had blown from their sockets. The minute one got a good look of Melleana, he turned to the other. "Call the Priests and notify the Warchief!" The other one went to do so.
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Post by 0fenrir0 on Feb 27, 2008 11:01:26 GMT -5
Warcheif Thrall was busy overlooking a makeshift map some of his scouts made. Unfortiontly, do to the fact that this place kept changing everytime... The map was filled with cross outs, scribbles... Practicly useless. Thrall sigh then turned when one of his orcs came in. "Greetings, friend. What has occurred?"
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 27, 2008 11:42:33 GMT -5
"Warchief, we have found a wounded blood elf within the forest. We have already sent for a priest, but... She was whimpering your name after a while," the orc said.
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Post by 0fenrir0 on Feb 27, 2008 13:30:51 GMT -5
Thrall had an idea who it might be... He instantly rushed out the tent and sure enough, he was shocked at the sight that beholded him. "Melleana!" He yelled to her.
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 27, 2008 16:25:41 GMT -5
Melleana's blank eyes sockets stared ahead, but she recognized the voice immediately. "T... Thrall..."
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Post by 0fenrir0 on Feb 27, 2008 18:05:24 GMT -5
"M... Mellena! Your eyes, they're...!" Some priests were casting various healing spells. A troll came up to him. "Don't worry, Warcheif. It'll take some time, but she'll live. Unfortiontly... Magic can't do everything... I'm sorry, mon, but we won't be able to restore her eyes."
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 27, 2008 18:25:43 GMT -5
Melleana managed to crawl over to Thrall and grab his leg. "Demons... Not... Legion... More... powerful..." She passed out after her hand fell off him.
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Post by 0fenrir0 on Feb 27, 2008 18:37:25 GMT -5
"No... The Illidari...!?" Thrall lifted her and took her to an unoccupy tent. The Horde's priests came in. "Leave her to us, now. You have other business to take care of, Warchief." A tauren said. Thrall nodded and walked out the tent.
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 27, 2008 18:44:20 GMT -5
"Not... Illidari... Wait," Melleana said, but Thrall had already left.
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Post by 0fenrir0 on Feb 27, 2008 22:27:00 GMT -5
"Relax, child." A female troll said. The priests all went to work on her. One wrapped badages across her face.
Thrall walked back into his tent. He sat down and sighed. Though he's the Warcheif of the entire Horde, there's a lot of problems going around. Mostly, the various enemies. The Scourge, the Burning Legion, the Illidari... And the Alliance. And since this is a world where anything can happen, he can only expect the worse...
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 27, 2008 22:31:12 GMT -5
"Hey, let go of me!" "What are you? What do you want?" "I told you I'm here to give your Warchief info on the man who attacked the girl... I know exactly who he is and what he wants... Though what he wants is so cliche, but still!"
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Post by 0fenrir0 on Feb 28, 2008 1:09:29 GMT -5
Thrall over heard and walked out of the tent. "What's all the cammossion about?" He demanded.
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 28, 2008 7:04:04 GMT -5
Leon glared at Thrall. "Please tell your men to remove me before there is bloodshed," he threatened, though it sounded more like a formal request.
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Post by 0fenrir0 on Feb 28, 2008 11:03:16 GMT -5
"....At ease, soldiers." He told his men. He walked towards Leon. "Who are you, and why have you come?"
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