How would you get killed by the above poster? #2

The ex-paladin sees an undead lumberjack at work and decides to show the world that he's still got it, baby.

Naturally, he is successful.
Kelastra is in a day dream watching some deer in the woods when she hears a creak only to see a tree coming down on her.

Probably just "forgot" to shout "TIMBER!"
In retrospect, maybe bringing up the Well of Eternity incident wasn't the best diplomatic maneuver. Sadly this only became apparent right before her head was cut off and the rest of her skinned to make a new cloak.
Regardless of the fact that the Blood Elves and the Trolls (well, the Darkspear kind at least) are allied under the Horde's banner, poking fun at the elves' past conflicts with the Amani is probably not a very good idea.

Zele'jun learned this the hard way. It's reasonable to doubt that her body will be found.
One unfateful day a stranger decides to cast a spell they have invented as a prank. A spell ment to chill but not cause any serious harm to two to four people in randoml order. This unfateful day, two of those happen to be Xanetia and Zele'jun. The former startled by this believes it is something harmful and seeing the offstanding Xanetia who silently jerks back as it happens, assume the blood elf is to blame.

Awkwardly shocked not only by the sudden spell which chilled her to the bones, but by the troll who appears infront of her demanding an explanation. Xanetia the enchanter is unable to come up with a way to claim her innocence and explain herself in time.
"Priestess, you must leave this place!" Lerquiy shouts while gutting a demon with the Claws of Ursoc.
"I won't leave you!" Xanetia shouts back over the sound of fighting.
"It is not your time, young one." the druid is stabbed through the shin by a spear.
"You can't sacrifice yourself!" she shouts and frantically tries to fight her way towards Lerquiy. Meanwhile, he recieves a wicked slash across his left bicep and roars in agony.
"Go while you still can, priestess! Someone must tell the Banshee Queen what happened here!"
She closes her eyes, a single tear running down her face, then she blasts a path through the demons with holy energy and makes a run for it. Lerquiy transforms into bear form and lets out a battlecry so fierce the army of demons ignore Xanetia completely just to take him down. He slaughters dozens of them before finally being overwhelmed.

Yeah I know she didn't kill me per say, but I did sacrifice myself for her. So that counts, right?
Shang Lao speaks with Lerquiy about many subjects, eventually settling on discussing trust. This leads the Pandaren to tell the Tauren about a test he and his people do in order to see whether or not one is trust worthy.

Shang stands with his back to Lerquiy and flops backwards, telling the Druid to catch him before he hits the floor, thus showing the Monk has faith in his aid. Shang falls backwards and he is caught. The Pandaren then suggests they reverse roles to complete the test.

Shang massively underestimates Lerquiy's weight and is crushed beneath the Tauren as he falls backwards on top of him.

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Elise walks into a bar where she notices a certain pandaren and she decides to join the pandaren for some good company and fun conversation. The two converse and drink and converse some more and drink some more, matching each other for drinks and intellect both (though the latter deteriorates over time for obvious reasons) as they chat and debate and talk about the happenings of Azeroth.

However, Elise's constitution isn't as hardy as the pandaren's, not by a long shot. The two drink and drink and eventually Elise passes out.

She is later found dead from alcohol poisoning.

Know your limits :(
They meet in the woods in neutral territory and share a camp fire, they get chatting and decide to camp the night together, so they open a bottle of wine and that leads to another...until they are both drunk. They are acting like little girls telling stories to frighten each other and one Avelise tells works really well.

Lisette goes to collect something from her tent and when shes back Avelise is missing. Drunk and still frightened by the story she is a little paranoid and when she hears a stick snap behind her, she just reacts by turning and firing without thinking.

To her horror its Avelise sneaking up behind her to give her a fright, the shot went through the head killing her instantly.
Lytariel can no longer hold the demon inside of him and it takes over. Khadgar asks Avelise to just quietly take care of him, because he doesn't want word getting out of a champion turning to the Legion. After the assassination is complete, his last words are "Thank you... I fought him as long as I could. Now I will continue to do so in the Twisting Nether. You need not worry about him anymore." gives a slight smile as he expires in her arms.
As luck would have it, Laralla was treating Lytariel's wounds just before the demon inside took over. She was doing some goodwill work healing the injured while enjoying some time off the battlefield.

The plus side is that she managed to stop the demon killing any other sick and injured people.

The down side is that without armour and with only a longsword for protection there wasn't much she could do about a rampaging, out of control demon hunter. It doesn't take long before her protective magics fail and she is burned alive by felfire.
Skarznak is just taking the day off picking some nice red apples when Laralla the insane and menacing paladin throws a hammer in his face and starts force feeding him apples until he chokes to death.
Avelise uses some odd things in her poisons that are not always legal..and because these items aren't what her usual contacts can get her she is forced to use...unknown sellers.

"These are the best Fel-crystals money and ill even cut you in on a deal seeing i have extra...ill give you them for half the going rate!"

It seemed a good deal and the crystals appeared to be in good shape...he didn't mention they were massively unstable and would explode violently when Avelise tried to use them. So when she did they blew up and took the whole shop and the rather large underground base with them.

Never trust a goblin who gives you a good deal!
The demons had spotted them. They had acquired another map of the Legion’s reaches through the Nether. However, they had been sussed and the have come scampering in waves with roars and felfire. One blood elf and one draenei didn’t stand a chance; no matter the amount of skill with blade or fathomless faith in the Light.

The tracked their way back to the cave entrance efficiently, but they were catching horrifically fast. Razuun had not worked with this particular blood elf agent before, but his preferred was not available and this one was able, if coldy quiet.

Like the light growing the entrance, hope swelled within. But this was snapped shut…

A burning pain in the back of his knee… he stumbled as his feelings numbed, his hand violent shook from the poison.

In a moment that dragged, Razuun looked in her eyes to see no remorse at his sacrifice for her survival.

At the very least, she left his unfeeling to the pain of his end...
Taking advantage of the draenei's kind and giving nature, "Bloodgown" Mary points her pistol to him pointblank, demanding food and beverage. That is her last voyage as he quickly delivers the fatal blown to the sea scoundrel.
Mox died laughing at the sight of Mary's botched attempt at a hold-up;

As she spoke to the corpse of the ill-fated outlaw, "Naaaah sweetie, that's not how you do a muggin'..."

Pulls her pistol at the draenei.

"...THIS is how you-"

Proceeds to get hammered into the ground.
Astrophel scrambles through the bustle of Dalaran; mumbling curses at the pain in his head and the lateness of the hour while regretting the amount of Dalaran Red that was had. He sped round a corner before bumping into a goblin. She was oddly polite for a goblin, but he paid it not much mind.

Later that day, he find himself in a sticky situation, surrounded by a band of naga and enslaved murlocs, his mana reserves spent. A bloody hand reaches for a enchanted Dalaran Coin; granting only a quick, safe passage back to the flying city… only to find it missing.

The kind, apologetic goblin flashes before his eyes and the truth almost crushes him as he impaled with spear, tooth and claw.
as Rumika rides around Azeroth on Snuggles the Rednosed Felhound (sings)
She stumbles upon the kind Astrophel, and instead of yelling his name as she hurls a present or two at him, she does it without informing it.
She is most likely assumed to be a red skinned Demon of nastiness, instead of a jolly, winter-spirited Elfling thing.

in one way or another, she's punted off Snuggles (the felhound) and lands on her neck, snapping it.
Exploring the Broken Isle mountains, he comes across a Demon Elf minding her own buisness.

"DEMON! I SHALL VANQUISH YOU IN THE NAME OF THE RIGHTEOUS!"

He charges forward, sword raised, letting out a battleroar as he closes the gap between them. Rumikah steps to the side thanks to the obvious intent of his attack. As he charges beside her, he realize she was gazing down the cliff. Looking back at the elf, his last steps on solid ground before he falls over the cliffs
<Insert Wilhelm scream>
As the orc accepts the humans test of honour. Unarmed, they got at it. Grapples, reversals, counters and feints are all over the place. Roltukk gets the human into a hold, about to whisper to him his promise of victory.

The orc underestimated the human's raw strength and manges to lift through him into a table... the table with the orcs unsheethed daggers. It collapses and the orc finds himself impaled. Despite the panic and help at hand, the amount of blood loss was too much.