In his sleep, probably, no offense but this forsaken doesn't seem to have any capable tools...
Lerquir walks over to say hello and offer some free brew but gets burned to ash in a second in holy flame. The tauren sunwalker simply shrugs and tells the onlookers he thought the monk was a Scourge instead of a Forsaken because he walked funny.
I mean.. If he for some reason would care to travel to Northerend, just to kill a hippie hunter high on mushrooms in her bungalow, sure.. Would put up a fight tho.
Kragrok never thought he would be sitting across from a night elf, one of his most loathed foes back home on Kalimdor. He still remembered a number of irritating sentinels that nearly killed his kodo and turned the wagon hitched to the beast into a pincushion. The orc unconsciously looked down by his side where his twin axes lay at the ready, but his untrusting ponderings were interrupted when the elf slid a crude wooden bowl of exotic mushrooms towards him.
Immediately suspicious, the warrior narrowed his eyes and looked at the elf, only to see her enjoying a portion of shrooms of her own. "Don't... Seem poisonous..." the orc thought as he picked up the bowl to peer at the unfamiliar grub. His stomach rumbled, reminding the orc of his long wandering out in the cold. He swallowed and nervously popped a mushroom into his maw. Not bad.
Kragrok waited a moment for the obvious poison to kick in... Nothing.
Relieved, the orc threw caution to the wind and let his hunger take over, making short work of the small meal. The orc put the bowl down, satisfied and looked to the elf. Maybe they aren't all bad. But then...
The elf began melting... The bungalow they shared began turning to swirling shapes and as the orc threw his head around the swirls smeared into an undecipherable nightmare. Letting out a desperate roar at the unnatural happenings, the orc stumbled to his feet and reeled around, not helping the visions at all. A near animalistic shriek escaped the orcs mouth as he stumbled towards a lighter swirl in the midst of the smeared chaos.
A thin, pinkish smear appeared to his side and made noise so horrible the orc yelled out and tried to swing at it, only to watch his thick arm rip into a green, trailing smear that is horrifically attached to him. Kragrok screamed one last time and exploded through the lighter swirling chaos to escape! Or so he thought.
***
The night elf watched her guest laying on the floor, twitching.
They don't usually react this strongly... Wait. Is he breathing? ...Oh no.
Immediately suspicious, the warrior narrowed his eyes and looked at the elf, only to see her enjoying a portion of shrooms of her own. "Don't... Seem poisonous..." the orc thought as he picked up the bowl to peer at the unfamiliar grub. His stomach rumbled, reminding the orc of his long wandering out in the cold. He swallowed and nervously popped a mushroom into his maw. Not bad.
Kragrok waited a moment for the obvious poison to kick in... Nothing.
Relieved, the orc threw caution to the wind and let his hunger take over, making short work of the small meal. The orc put the bowl down, satisfied and looked to the elf. Maybe they aren't all bad. But then...
The elf began melting... The bungalow they shared began turning to swirling shapes and as the orc threw his head around the swirls smeared into an undecipherable nightmare. Letting out a desperate roar at the unnatural happenings, the orc stumbled to his feet and reeled around, not helping the visions at all. A near animalistic shriek escaped the orcs mouth as he stumbled towards a lighter swirl in the midst of the smeared chaos.
A thin, pinkish smear appeared to his side and made noise so horrible the orc yelled out and tried to swing at it, only to watch his thick arm rip into a green, trailing smear that is horrifically attached to him. Kragrok screamed one last time and exploded through the lighter swirling chaos to escape! Or so he thought.
***
The night elf watched her guest laying on the floor, twitching.
They don't usually react this strongly... Wait. Is he breathing? ...Oh no.
Full well knowing her own limits, being a mender rather than a fighter, Kyrina tries desperately to hold the Orc off until reinforcements arrive, with a mixture of starshards attempting to knock him out cold aswell as protective blessings to shield herself.
Unfortunately, reinforcements don't arrive in time, and Kragrok eventually catches on to Kyrina's tricks, claiming another kill for his people.
Unfortunately, reinforcements don't arrive in time, and Kragrok eventually catches on to Kyrina's tricks, claiming another kill for his people.
Kyrina walks through Val'sharah, looking to heal the land and its people from the now reeling Emerald Nightmare with the grace of Mother Moon. However, a sight pains her heart; Terintha fallen to the corruption.
She single-handedly tries to restore the druid's mind. However, Terintha's savage attacks prevents her from retaining concentration to do so. For own safety, and for the entire world's, she finishes her once kin off by dazing her with sheer moonlight before raining a whole sky of stars upon her.
When going to retrieve her corpse, she sees the body laying in a bed of blooming flowers, her once anguished face now at peace with eternal rest.
She single-handedly tries to restore the druid's mind. However, Terintha's savage attacks prevents her from retaining concentration to do so. For own safety, and for the entire world's, she finishes her once kin off by dazing her with sheer moonlight before raining a whole sky of stars upon her.
When going to retrieve her corpse, she sees the body laying in a bed of blooming flowers, her once anguished face now at peace with eternal rest.
Uruk walks trough the forest, eager to get out and into the open fields, but unfortunately his presence causes a lot of surrounding life to freeze and die. He doesn't notice this and continues moving forward.
Unfortunately for him, Terintha watches him from the tree, infuriated by the loss of life and the presence of the unholy abomination, and she raises her hands, causing several thorny vines to rise up and entangle Uruk. Before he can react, the vines stretch in different directions, brutally ripping the tauren to pieces.
Unfortunately for him, Terintha watches him from the tree, infuriated by the loss of life and the presence of the unholy abomination, and she raises her hands, causing several thorny vines to rise up and entangle Uruk. Before he can react, the vines stretch in different directions, brutally ripping the tauren to pieces.
From terrible puns, soul ripping, turning into a popsicle, plaguing, chopping in half or by just accidentally bumping/running into Marv, causing him to trip and fall and get a piece of pointy fence through his neck or something. Whatever strikes your fancy!
He'd just shoot her in the chest a couple of times with a gun in some Stormwind's alley.
A brutal struggle to the death, overflowing Void energy and tentacles against the faltering Light. In the end poor Ikaallu didn't have the heart to do what was necessary to win. Not that price.
Randomly encountered and struck down with extreme prejudice for literally no reason whatsoever.
Luruna accidentally steps on Gibbles and activates her sniping goggles, the rest is history...
In attempting to playfully pull Lurunas tail, Yvaok finds out exactly why personal space as a concept exists. He's promptly burned to a crisp.
After bumping into the dwarf ends up in a bloody and brutal fight which carries on after yotulas death.
Lorthaeras forgets that he is no longer part of the Horde.
Slain in a routine patrol by unknown void assailants.
A shot that hit the wrong target.
She would probably ice blast me off a cliff somewhere.
He'd propably attack her at fist sight and use the light to his advantage.
Likely out of the blue in some horrible death knight fashion out of biased and misguided worry that Aranell would kill her for no reason, simply because she's a paladin.