We finally found some evidence of the boss’s girlfriend’s treachery. And one that’s pretty hard to deny. A recording taken from a vision of time itself. Unfortunately, his fat-*** bodyguard blocked our way and didn’t let us show him the evidence, but Ethan assures me he’s an honorable warrior type. Yet still I can’t help but feel we’re still in the dark…
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This job stinks worse than the goblin slums in the middle of the summer. But we’re still doing it. We need that artifact the angry kvaldir offered us. I only hope we aren’t going to make too many people angry… I’ll regret this, won’t I?
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All this work, all the toys and “exotic” food we gave that fat old tuskarr and he gives us a FAKE? I thought these people were supposed to be nice and friendly and honorable. But I guess every race has its douchebags. And you don’t climb to the top of power without being the worst of them all.
Now we forced him to help us find the real Wayfinder, and I hope I get to kill someone for this.
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Sadly, the tuskarr were really serious about protecting the “cursed items” with their lives. They did give us a good fight, though, and they died with honor. I only wish the jerk who tried to cheat us last time didn’t get himself stabbed in the stomach by another tuskarr’s tusks, but oh well. Guess he paid for his stupidity.
But now we got our Wayfinder and a bunch of other cursed items. What’s the worst that could happen? It’s a sword scabard, what can that do?
If someone gives me crap about fighting the “good guys”, I’ll point them to your average vrykul and ask them to be nice to them. You can’t be nice to vrykul. They’re just walking rage machines. We barely showed up and they are immediately yelling us to get out. Sure, we were in the middle of a cursed land they’re occupying and terrorizing so it could be a little suspicious… but still!
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Damn it!
It seems that freaky bird-witch is onto us being onto her treachery.
Who knows what dark forces she’s conspiring with, considering her involvement in the Death stuff happening before the sky broke in Northrend.
I’m gonna stuff daggers and potions wherever I can fit them, including my underw-
Actually, after that backpack incident, maybe only a healing potion in my underwear…
And knives everywhere else.
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That blasted show off keeps getting all the attention. And he keps snoozing in the middle of combat. Meditation shmeditation, when there’s enemies about you fight, not stand around and think about your bad life choices, or whatever he’s doing.
Uh… anyway. The big guy gave us a good fight. But now I’m worried because the guy who hired us is conjuring chains. So that’s probably bad and we might have been hired to help him break the Halls of Valor. I’m sure we can turn this back around, somehow…
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My eyes are still burning… Serves me right for letting myself get worked into fighting a val’kyr. It is almost ironic, that I like to blind enemies and she blinded me. But I shouldn’t complain. Another was actually lying on the ground bleeding to death for a moment.
Now we’re in the middle of Halls of Valor, having lead a villain to an artifact that might very well bring it down. Hopefully my old employer - that my new comrades don’t seem to like - can help us save our faces. And, well, a major piece of Azerothian scenery…
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As we speak, I’m stuffing my face with vrykul roasts and mead. The vampire vrykul really saved our a…faces and convinced the Valarjar we saved them. Guess he isn’t as bad as the other guys said he was.
I mean… we did end up turning on our officer, who broke our own rules by aligning with a bad guy faction. Yes, we had a lot of help from the vampire, but we still took him down. And put the power core back where it belonged. They don’t have to know we helped him take it in the first place…
But all’s well that ends well, eh?
This idiot venthyr refused to understand a few simple words. I kept telling him I did not belong here. That I wasn’t sent to Revendreth by the Arbiter, I died HERE. But no, he thought I was another delusional soul. Thankfully, my comrades came for me and helped me break free from the venthyr and get back to my body before it was too late.
I still got that sinstone on my back. I suppose that will take more work to get rid of.
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Making deals with demons is a bad idea. Making deals with your own demon is even worse. Now the damn observer is leading us off on what I can only guess is a wild goose chase. So far he brought to see his mother. Sorry, “the Elder Eye that spawned him”. And instead of her we found people too mad to describe, living in a forgotten manor at the far end of Kul Tiras. But we got through those. Now it’s just… a whole horde of k’thir worshiping something. Oh joy.
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That was a quick change of scenery. First it was a demon bar… sorry, a “coven”. Which for all intents and purposes looked like a bar. Then our quarry fled to some stormy spires that are apparently the ruins of an alien library. And then she led us into a demonic prison world. And somehow opened all the cell doors… this is not going to be easy.
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That was an unusually pleasant demon. By which I mean he was still rude and aggressive, but at least he wasn’t trying to kill us at the time and even let us get away from his kitchen, after insisting he’s not a cook, for a small favor of killing the prisoners pounding on his door. Seems fair to me. Now we just have to find that succubus before she runs away again.
While the other group is busy partying with a succubus no doubt, my own evil eye is leading me out to die. I mean, we did manage to kill his “mother”, after which he messily ate her eye to learn her knowledge, but not only we drew the attention of some kind of “corpse moon”, now he wants us to go to one of the demon homeworlds to find his progenitor. Somebody remind me again why I agreed to this deal in the first place?
The chase is finally over, after almost getting pulled into a demonic cage, getting slapped by a jailer demon, and finally learning the whole chase was a huge misunderstanding. That almost got us killed two or three times, depending on how you count it. At least the boss should be happy…
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We were finally ready to go to Xetloth, although it took a while because everyone kept… rescheduling. And you know, demon homeworlds, filled with nasty things that you’ve never even heard of. And cheap knock-offs of terrifying things you did hear about.
We got bitten, our life drained, and whipped by a flaming skeletal demon - but we survived and are tracking down the quarry my minion wants to find.
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I must visit demon worlds more often. Not that I enjoy the sight of demons torturing unfortunate souls, but they are so… bizarre. It’s fascinating. All the floating blocks orbiting each other, twisting in ways that defy mortal understanding. I cannot comprehend it, but it’s fascinating to see something like it. And when Tiarawyn got into that inquisitor’s head… all the things she was saying! I wish I saw what she saw!
And I wish the big houndmaster didn’t break my parasol…
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We have decided to take a break from WoW. However, we are continuing our adventures in different forms. This means there won’t be as frequent updates here, but we’ll leave a custodian who remains subscribed to every once in a while remind people we’re not dead.
We may return some day later, perhaps where things start happening in Shadowlands again, but for now, we’re afk and wishing all the other RPers luck.
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It seems we are going hell.
Actually, no… We did go to hell. This is worse.They call it ‘dead space’, and for a moment I thought, yay, somewhere without foes and monsters… But no.
Apparently ‘dead space’ means that something really, really dreadful came along and just sucked the life away…And not just from a region, a continent, or a planet… No, no. This ‘Dead Space’ is an entire portion of the Great Dark Beyond, where all the worlds are sucked dry of all life…
In case that wasn’t bad enough… Whatever did the sucking, is lurking around, waiting for dessert.
Oh, and we have to go there to get ‘The Eye of the something, something’…
All the knowledge we rushed by, passing through those demonic libraries… And then, some acquire knowledge by… noisily eating the eyes of their foes.
If we survive this, I’ll go fishing with Charlie.
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After his unfortunate clash with death, our boss apparently needs a very specific relic to get out of the Shadowlands.
And it seems this relic is most likely to be found on another world…
So we went off world to talk to a former officer of the Tower of Krasha, a tol’vir who left the organization - and Azeroth altogerher - after a traumatic experience, but he firmly turned us down.
Now we need to come up with something clever to get him to help us - which I think will be largely up to the senior employees, who actually know him.
I’m seriously beginning to doubt my usefulness on this mission; I don’t even know if the elements on this world respond like the ones on Azeroth…
Well, at least our main objective is not fighting big monsters. Not yet, anyway…
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