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| Sebastian | Feb 1 2011, 09:11 PM Post #61 |
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Sebastian felt as if he had been running between pillar post since arriving in Hyjal. The druids had been very adamant about having his help around the area. It had gotten late and he would have ready been in bed already. Though, it were beyond him the reason he could still be roaming around at this time. His eyes had caught a flash of light and sounds of silent struggle, causing his curiosity to peak. He cautiously made his way in the direction he had seen the flash, tugging at his Argent steed's reigns, "Easy, boy. Don't be too loud ..." He coaxed, coming closer and closer. When his eyes met the two figures, he found himself having a hard time figuring which was the "good" guy and which were the "bad" guy. Instinct, however, drew him toward the larger of the pair. The man threw his weight at the Cultist, whom had been scrambling back to his feet with the intent of striking down his opponent for good, " 'Ey! Not so fast, big guy!" Sebastian's force had sent the man's body back to the ground, the heavy plate of his shoulder guards knocking the wind from him. "Roll around for a while, Loyalty will take charge of you." He motioned to his steed as it began to stomp in circles around the Cultist. "Smells like roast goose over here." He chuckled in Thalassian, stepping toward the fallen elf, "Cultists are dirty bastards, eh?" He offered a hand. Edited by Sebastian, Feb 7 2011, 02:20 PM.
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| Zadora | Feb 2 2011, 01:11 AM Post #62 |
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Wrinkling her nose lightly under her helm, Dora looked up at the newest arrival - another member of the Horde? Light above, at the rate she was going she would sprout horns or elven ears soon. A visit to the Exodar or Darnassus would be necessary after this. As much as she enjoyed the companionship of these people, there was still a longing in her for the sense of belonging that comes from being with your own. Shifting subtly, she kept her eye on the man, not trusting him at all - in all the plate, with her helm on, she could be an undead or perhaps a troll with small tusks... she wasn't sure how this one would react, if he knew she was Alliance. ... at least Helo managed to put himself out. She worried for him. |
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| Reyvan | Feb 2 2011, 08:25 PM Post #63 |
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When the Cultist set fire to Helo's armor, Reyvan immediately started forward to help, but she was beaten to it by the new elf. She sheathed her daggers once more, and stepped over to Helothannin's side. "You alright?" |
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| Helothannin | Feb 2 2011, 08:47 PM Post #64 |
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Helo lay on the ground and tried to slow his heartbeat down. He'd known, in the back of his mind, to expect dirty tricks of some sort, but there really wasn't anything in the world that could prepare you for being suddenly set on fire. The bare skin of his chin and neck were reddened, like he had a sunburn. So far as he can tell, he had gotten the fire smothered before it had had a chance to do more than make his armor uncomfortably warm, but he would make certain he wasn't injured later - if nothing was overly bothering him right now, he could bear a bit of pain. He looked up at the other male, wondering where in the world he'd come from. "I can personally attest that roast goose smells better," he said in reply, switching to Thalassian, before accepting the offered hand and getting back to his feet. "Timely assistance, thank you." Helo tugged off a gauntlet and carefully examined his neck by touch - it hurt, he was burned, but he could endure until they returned to the capital. After a few seconds, he nodded at Reyvan. "All right enough, I'll survive. I'll just be shooting a little slower is all," he said, this time in Orcish. As he put his gauntlet back on and shifted to check that his armor hadn't fused to him anywhere, he again eyed the other elf male. "What is your name?" He glanced quickly at Zadora - how would they explain her presence if this male proved to be hostile? Edited by Helothannin, Feb 7 2011, 02:24 PM.
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| Sebastian | Feb 7 2011, 02:05 PM Post #65 |
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Sebastian's expression changed from a light-hearted one to that of bewilderment, two more people had come from the shadows! He observed the human and forsaken females, offering a nod in greeting. He realized how awkward and slightly threatening his mysterious presence could seem at that moment. Taking a few steps back he gave a low bow, speaking in Thalassian, "The name is Sebastian Nikkolae. Though, as part of the Crusade I am known as 'Sebastian the Steadfast.'" He offered a smile to the man, "Sorry to spring up so suddenly. I couldn't help but notice the bright flash that, uh, seems to have left you a little better for wear." Jutting a thumb in the air, he pointed behind him to show which direction he had come from, "Just running over the hills and dales one last time for the Druids, though it seems you would have been in good hands without my presence. I'm just overly curious." He then turned to the other two, bending in the same bow, "Sebastian Nikkolae, at your service." His low voice came in common dialect. Before he said anything else, however, he turned his attention back to his stead and what exactly he had left it in charge of, "So, uhm, were you going to kill that guy, or ... ? As it stands now, Loyalty may cause the man a concussion." Edited by Sebastian, Feb 7 2011, 02:17 PM.
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| Zadora | Feb 7 2011, 09:06 PM Post #66 |
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"... Zadora," was the quiet, quick response - she did not trust him in the least yet, and didn't want to be found out until she was ready for it. She continued her own work while still keeping an eye on the other elf, watching him carefully. She really had to wonder how she got herself into situations like this. |
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| Reyvan | Feb 7 2011, 11:17 PM Post #67 |
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Reyvan bowed in return. "Reyvan Everstride." |
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| Helothannin | Feb 8 2011, 09:20 AM Post #68 |
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"I had no intention of killing him. If I were a vengeful man, however..." Helo said dryly. After a few moments of watching the cultist roll around, he turned to look back at the two women. "Capture this one as well, or kill him?" he asked, in Common so Zadora would understand him. |
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| Sebastian | Feb 8 2011, 08:34 PM Post #69 |
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He gave a nod toward the man, crossing his arms as he awaited the decision amongst the trio. "Honestly, Cultists shouldn't get off so easily. Being a prisoner is almost like being on vacation to them." He spoke quietly to himself, having dealt with several of another kind in the past. |
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| Zadora | Feb 8 2011, 09:09 PM Post #70 |
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As much as she was loathe to say it - safer to gut him where he lay - she wasn't that kind of person nor did she want to risk losing the chance to obtain more information, "Capture. The druids will want to see what they can get out of him, and they will then dispose of him as they see fit." |
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