How would your character kill the one above? #11

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Once presumably being attacked for her “dishonourable” strategies in combat, the elven sorcress has to quickly enough adapt to the situation at hand and defend herself. So, once the Orc came anywhere near her, she blinks away. And repeating the very same thing again the next few times he charges her way. Continuing this for a longer while, but not a while long enough to exhaust her Mana pool.

At some point of this, Goreblood would without a doubt taunt her, calling out for being a coward for the reasons of teleporting around all time rather than making attempts to fight. Yet, that was exactly what she aimed for. To irritate the Orc, make him behave in a matter that’s irrational, provoke mistakes. All part of a long-term plan.

With one of her blinks, Laurenn’s left a rune underneath her old spot. Rune which she right away activated, when the Orc wouldn’t notice the rune thrown underneath himself. Tiredom and anger prevents him from acting in time, probably. It was an ice rune, encasing the Orc’s form in ice and making him incapable of making any further movements.

“Alright, let’s end this. Shorel’aran~”

With this said she holds out her enchanted scythe towards the Orc and begins mumbling something in the language of the Old Gods. A Void ray soon emerges from her fingertips, fired towards the warrior’s armor it soon enough manages to pierce through and finish off the Orc. After such, Laurenn simply walks off.

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Although she had him outgunned, Laurenn failed to anticipate the Gyrofreeze Ice Reflector and Ultra-Flash Shadow Reflector that this Gnome carried.

It was a fatal rebuttal.

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Having witnessed to what happened to Orc Coupe gets mad as the orc was his kill. Short tempered as he is, he decided to teach the void loving mage a lesson.

“Hey YOU! He was mine!” Shouted Coupe

Laurenn chuckles “You are bit slow for a rogue” and continues to walk away.

Rage boiling in his chest, to kill an Alliance member wasnt right, but then again what has he ever done right. “Watch your back” Shouted the rogue, dashing towards the mage, his swords unsheathed. As if the mage sensed his exact location she dodged easily with a simple blink. That was impressive thought Coupe, she will play with me.

It seemed she was just everywhere at the same time. She will make a mistake for sure. On the moment when she appeared, Coupe charged with vicious savagery, for a moment he got contact with elf, with his hooked sword she grabbed the shoulder oh mage, stabbing her with pointy edge, using he grip he jumped over the mage, squeezing the blade ever so deep. Laurenn scream from pain, but before Coupe had chance to drive the second sword into her back, she was gone. “Not this time sweetheart” shouted Coupe, undoing his hook tied to his chest and with a outstanding accuracy he thew it at Laurenn, hooking her right near the right thigh. “That will keep you in place.” Pulling the Hook towards him Mage lost her balance and fell on the ground, trying to mutter the incantation just to receive kick in her mouth.

“Any last words sweetheart Er?” Grinned Coupe. Spitting blood from her mouth Mage managed to say “look behind you.” Suddenly Shadowy tendrils spawned from the ground reaching up ever so close. That was simple trick to counter, enveloping in Shadows he became darker then the tendrils, they couldnt touch him, no magic could. Going on killing spree slashing each one down one by one.

“Its enough” was all he said as he drove both of his sword in Laurenns throat and pushed it all the way down her stomach with ease, cutting her open.

Coupe picked his favorate red handkerchief from his chest pocket and cleaned his sword from blood “Man I should really tone down with violence.”

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Never normally would Mion seek to destroy a member of the GRAND ALLIANCE but this was different, because she had every right, she was justified and she would see her vendetta through to the end.

In the gnome’s young life, few things had ever tormented her as much as Coupe’s irresponsible actions. How dare he! He may not remember, but she does.

Mion’s secret, imported stash of Goblin Klondike bars. The delivery man had left them on her door step several months ago and now they were gone, poof, finito.

Never to be seen again. Mion did her research and she travelled to Pandaria to train amongst the lesser race of bear people there. In time, she ascended to a gnome -without- peer. That’s right. Coup wasn’t just dealing with the average gnome anymore, she had ascended.

After utilising a rocket from the engineers in Netherstorm, she travelled through time and space to find Coup in the past, moments after his crimes! … She of course, had no actual proof whatsoever but when did she ever really need proof of anything? Mion was never wrong, ever!

Smashing into the ground in Elwynn Forest, she disembarked the rocket and sought out ‘COUP, the TRAITOR’. As she set out, she happened upon a group of adventurers being accosted by Coup’s murloc and orc henchmen, because naturally he was a secret Horde spy or even a blood elf in disguise. It turns out that they were actually looking for seven magic wish balls scattered over Goldshire, and would do anything they needed, to grant their dark lord’s immortality!

So it was, that Mion, disguised as Howard the Duck, infiltrated the Coup Clique and took down many of his soldiers. When she at long last obtained the magic wishing orbs from their pedestals, she realised that she would have to wait for a customer support ticket in order to use them to their fullest potential. Sadly, just as the ticket was about to come through after a fifteen hour wait, … Coup appeared, not even in his final form!

Mion took up her combat stance and donned her cowboy hat. It was time… for the last stand!

They fought in a valiant battle of wits and heavy over the top beam cannons, until at long last, Coup transformed into the Old God, Bgurhgurguruhaaarhauhauuhgurg, which was way too long for Mion to pronounce, so she did the only thing she could. She ripped off… her own face!
“YOU THOUGHT IT WAS MION, BUT IT WAS ACTUALLY I…”

Brian Boitano. He kicked Coup’s ‘an animal of the horse family, which is typically smaller than a horse and has longer ears and a braying call’ and then followed through, 'cus… that’s what Brian Boitano do.

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Poison the box of replacement Goblinoid Klondike bars she has left at her doorstep.

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Cathríon thought she was being a sneaky rogue, attempting to stealth up on Badpaw during her meditations. But little did the little Blood Elf know her target had practiced blind fighting.

As Cathríon was about to open up on the tranquil pandaren from behind, Badpaw would suddenly spin around in a blur of movement; applying a quick three-point rapid paw punch to the elf’s chest before stepping back.

“Let me impart a first and final lesson to you, clever Blood Elf.” Badpaw says, palming her hands together.

“The secret technique of Dim Mak: the Touch of Death.”

The pandaren then bows just as Cathríon’s heart explodes within her chest, leaving the elf in a slumped heap before Badpaw.

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During a conflict between the Alliance and Horde Badpaw and Ronae gets into a conflict and while he is able to keep her back for a long time she manages to get up close to him, applying her Touch of Death.
As she pays her respect to the fallen foe, Ronae surges to a sit and stabs two talons into her eyesockets and speaks calmly with a hidden rage.
“This is my Death Touch…”
Draining her life-force before she can touch him again and pushes himself up from the floor after to dust himself off and use her soul to summon a demon.

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Shalim saw what happened to Alliance pandaren. He is not interested in faction war and such, and he doesn´t share common hatred against Sin´dorei as his Kaldorei brothers and sisters do. (because he was used to cooperate with both elven races during old good times in Fel hammer).

But warlock killing Pandaren and summoning demon from him, is something, that Shalim couldn´t tolerate.

He charged warlock´s demon and killed him without issue. But warlock himself was a different story. He wasn´t easy to chase down and he kept throwing chaos bolts at Shalim, while kitting him away. One of the chaos bolts nearly killed Shalim, but he managed to continue his chase.

He was forced to unleash his inner demon and full potential to finally reach warlock and cut him in his chest with sharpened glaive. Then he burned warlock´s mana and it was just a matter of time, when bleeding and mana-burned warlock was forced to surrender.

Shalim then gave him a quick and honorable death. He felt no hatred against Ronae. He was sad that it must have ended this way. But that is demon hunter´s duty. - kill demons, and those who summon them.

He then took warlock´s body and gave him a proper funeral. Even enemy does not deserve to be eaten by wild animals.

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Nisterious Nigglesocket, owner of Nisty’s Scientifically Selected Soulmate Service, would attempt to end Shalim’s dating woes once and for all, paring him with the one thing Demon Hunter’s seek more than anything in life … a demon!

After tracking down the smexiest Shivarra the little Gnome can, she informs her about Shalim’s problems in regards to lurve. The Shivarra agrees to meet with the Demon Hunter, and Nisty sets up the blind date!

Unfortunately for Shalim, he has no idea who he’s going to meet, and the Shivarra only had the intention of ambushing and slaughtering her natural enemy. With the element of surprise on her side, the Shivarra kills him.

As always with Nisty, the kill is not directly at her hands, but due to a lack of luck when it comes to finding that perfect soulmate for her clients. It’s a rough start to the Love Is In The Air festival this year.

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The orc monk cracks his fists and bears a war face as he approached the gnome. A little nervous, Nisty used similar tactic as she used with Shalim; rushed to inform even smexier Shivarra to seduce the angry orc. In order to ensure her success, Nisty also tracked down smokin’ hot Succubus to maximize the power of seduction. Unfortunately to her surprise, Munkosh didn’t even flinch at the presence of the babes.
“W-why-- HOW on Azeroth are you able to resist this smexiness?!” Nisty screams in panic. Munkosh replies calmly but robustly:
“Because me… Not that kind of orc.”

There’s nothing left of the poor gnome, only a puddle of blood and tuft of hair.

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The death knight approached the orc monk as he finished mauling what looked to be gnome,hoping to get the first strike.
It would not be as easy,as the monk used his superior reflexes to push her sword thrust to the side and almost disarm her in a staggeringly fast display of combat prowess.
Realising that a fair fight could not go as well as planned,she let go of her sword,only to release small tendrils of corrupted blood straight towards Munkosh’s eyes to blind him,seizing the opportunity to lunge forward and bite down on the monk’s exposed neck in a shower of blood,all the while pushing him down.
Once Munkosh’s was too weak to struggle anymore,she stood up,retrieved her runeblade,and put an end to his suffering coldly,without a word,before sheating her sword and walking away

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A tough target. Begin with illusory strike - a shadow double appears to attack. Death knight will sidestep, draw her blade and lunge at the exposed “enemy.” Exploit overextension by appearing behind her. Grasp head and fill with hallucinations. Death knight strength of will is famous, but a distraction is valuable.

Strike at the neck with dagger if possible; if deflected, retreat into shadows. Make the shadow double attack, provoking instinctive block/counter reaction. Throw shuriken from the dark, target gap in armor near the neck. Won’t kill, but the curse can weaken or cripple. When target is weak, distracted, and dazed, arrive to finish the job.

Make it painless, but burn the body. No resurrections.

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Should Shalím ever come in to battle with fellow void elf rogue, he would have known that his chances are low. It would be simply hard for him to stab a friend and that hesitation would probably cost him his life.

Anyway. Shalím and any other rogue knows, that poison is everything. The rogue, that stabs first with dagger infused with decent poison, usually wins. Shalím would keep that in mind and watched his back, chest and neck with caution. He would wait patiently for rogue to strike. Evading the hit and then counterattacking. Just one simple cut would do the thing. After that he would just need to run and don’t let his opponent to catch him. The poison would spread through her veins quicker as she would be running. After a moment the system shock would cause the rogue to stop. She would not be able to continue her chase. Shalím then would be merciful. He would kill his defeated enemy quickly as she does not deserve the slow and painful death which would the poison provide.

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Excessive amounts of fire.

In more detail, he’d cast a tracking spell to find the rogue, then stay at a distance while he launches a blistering assault on everything within several meters. Box him in with walls of fire, call down a pillar of flame and a storm of cinders - make every possible location and direction a path to certain death. At the end, there would be nothing left of the Void Elf. Or anything else in a ten-meter radius.

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By some unfortunate happenstance, a portal appears at Zhanag’s exact coordinates at the exact millisecond that he casts his own. The result is one of two things; the classic incident infamously known as a “telefrag” or some sort of Cronenbergian Brundle-draenei with a tragically brief life expectancy.

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Killing another of your own kind is never easy…
So actually she would try to save Ashaana, by pulling her in to a void portal to safety and replacing the mage with a K’thir, trained to take Draenei form, and Zymara would kill the replacement tearing it apart with shadowy tentacles and torrent of void energies, so nothing would remain just bits and some blood…
But if Ashaana attacks her after she saved her? Then she would disperse in to pure shadow energy and escape, but not before planting a little void-seed inside the other Draenei that would slowly grow and consume her from the inside. Slowly and painfully…

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Approach from ambush. Attempt quick kill, from behind, with an arrow through the throat. If this fails, employ illusions to misdirect; don’t try to beat her at Void manipulation. Distract with taunting shadow clone while sneaking around to strike in melee. Cut hamstrings, inner elbows. Blind with ground glass powder. Kill as quickly as possible, before too much Void magic is used.

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Plan the encounter carefully , if her life taught her anything , taking chances is taking unnecessary risks. She then covers the area with traps and wards to turn it into a maze , not truly deadly as she trusts her own and more direct spellwork to close out the job. Eventually Talraea would stumble upon one trap that binds her… for a second too long as she is lifted and suspended in the air - turning her into perfect target to practice pyroblasts.

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Martok observes Sahoenna labour over her trap to get Talraea… He slowly sneaks up behind Sahoenna and pushes her into her own trap! Laughs as he proceeds to stuff her mouth with his extremely rich mana cakes causing her diabetes to shoot up to lethal levels!

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From Shadowmeld Fythramar shoots poisoned daggers at Martok, paralasing his hand muscles to prevent from casting, blinks closer, gives a distasteful smirk and with a single mighty swing cuts the orc in half with her Umbra Cresent. “Ashenvale is ours!”