At first it might seem like they are both doomed, since neither of them having a lot of natural strength in them, but once the idle chatter's topic turns to love life, Yun'da, if she can't make Nitsy shut up about finding a new partner (probably suggests a death knight or something similar because of the connection to spirits they both share), Yun'da then begins to work on various rituals, gathering what resources she can without the aid of spirits and makes some concoctions, which all culminate in a large number of ghosts coming to the island, and they all begin to work on a boat, getting it done in record time.
With enough resources gather Yun'da makes a deal with Nitsy.
"One word 'bout me lack of a mate, n ya go ovaboard."
If Nitsy can handle herself, they both come safe and sound to a neutral port, and they go their separate ways.
While not the biggest fan of Trolls, Tethenar is at least mature and sensible enough to put such feelings aside for the sake of survival. He would seek to direct the Troll in tasks more suited to her for their survival while he sees to those tasks that he is more suited for - such as the heavy lifting.
Eventually, all going well, the two will co-operate enough to allow them to leave or survive until rescued. Hurrah!
Also, Tethenar will insist on separate sleeping arrangements.
Eventually, all going well, the two will co-operate enough to allow them to leave or survive until rescued. Hurrah!
Also, Tethenar will insist on separate sleeping arrangements.
While not the biggest fan of Tethenar, Marralia is at least mature and sensible enough to put such feelings aside for the sake of survival. She would seek to direct Tethenar to tasks more suited to him for their survival while she sees to those tasks that she is more suited for - such as acquiring food and fresh water.
Eventually, all going well, the two will co-operate enough to allow them to leave or survive until rescued. Hurrah!
Also, Marralia will insist on separate sleeping arrangements.
(Sup Teth. 8D)
Eventually, all going well, the two will co-operate enough to allow them to leave or survive until rescued. Hurrah!
Also, Marralia will insist on separate sleeping arrangements.
(Sup Teth. 8D)
( Go die in a fire. ÂŹ_ÂŹ )
Staby Staby!
Faliah really hates undead. She'd likely kill him and then starve to death.
Faliah really hates undead. She'd likely kill him and then starve to death.
Daha probably kick her all around the place, and constantly beat her up.
Once she is obedient and enslaved, Daha use her as a dog to find and track food like mouses, deers, fruits etc.
They probably both die because no way to escape the island...
Once she is obedient and enslaved, Daha use her as a dog to find and track food like mouses, deers, fruits etc.
They probably both die because no way to escape the island...
Daha would most probably attack Terintha on her attempt to be diplomatic. Her natural elusiveness would allow her to explain during the crazed onslaught, which seems to fall on deaf ears but eventually Daha stops as he fails to land direct hits.
A thin alliance is formed and works for the time being. They map the island, source food and water and even build a sturdy raft.
Hope sets with the moon that night as Terintha sleeps Daha is overcome with a resurgence of hate of elves and the Alliance. Axe in hand he goes for the night elf's neck, she awakens in time, but only just. The fight goes on, Terintha underestimates the orc's speed and catches her thigh and she is down.
Going on about "Alliance scum", Daha goes in for the kill. In a blur, Terintha blows a dart and it lands itself in the orc's cheek. It's clear to the orc it's poison, as the life in him is quickly drained he ends the night elf before crumbling to the ground himself joining his enemy.
A thin alliance is formed and works for the time being. They map the island, source food and water and even build a sturdy raft.
Hope sets with the moon that night as Terintha sleeps Daha is overcome with a resurgence of hate of elves and the Alliance. Axe in hand he goes for the night elf's neck, she awakens in time, but only just. The fight goes on, Terintha underestimates the orc's speed and catches her thigh and she is down.
Going on about "Alliance scum", Daha goes in for the kill. In a blur, Terintha blows a dart and it lands itself in the orc's cheek. It's clear to the orc it's poison, as the life in him is quickly drained he ends the night elf before crumbling to the ground himself joining his enemy.
16/04/2016 14:01Posted by DahaDaha probably kick her all around the place, and constantly beat her up.
Once she is obedient and enslaved, Daha use her as a dog to find and track food like mouses, deers, fruits etc.
They probably both die because no way to escape the island...
You don't want this girl as a slave. She'll take it the wrong way.
A Druidess and a Paladin could go places, but most outcomes I can imagine are successful ones. There might be some racial tensions because Night Elf and High Elf, but I don't seem that very likely - Irethël isn't the type, and I assume that neither is Terintha
Perhaps somewhat ironically, Irethël's abilities as a former Ranger would become far more useful than anything she's learned in her Paladin training. And that combined with Terintha's knowledge, I doubt it would take long for them to figure out what they can and cannot utilize on the island, at least when it comes to food.
Beyond that I guess there isn't a whole lot to say, the two work together for survival until they find means to leave, rescue arrives or they run out of resources and starve.
Perhaps somewhat ironically, Irethël's abilities as a former Ranger would become far more useful than anything she's learned in her Paladin training. And that combined with Terintha's knowledge, I doubt it would take long for them to figure out what they can and cannot utilize on the island, at least when it comes to food.
Beyond that I guess there isn't a whole lot to say, the two work together for survival until they find means to leave, rescue arrives or they run out of resources and starve.
Stranded on an island with two others this time, the first course of action that Tethenar partakes in is to grab the rampant human woman and then just simply drown her in the sea, doubtless performing the world a favour in doing so. Then he and the Night Elf, Arathelle, despite some initial tensions might soon start to work together out of sheer necessity, especially if Tethenar expresses his disdain for Sylvanas' actions and his own willingness to halt hostilities for the time being.
Whether or not the Night Elf might accept this offer would be up for debate, she might be willing to let things be for the time being, she might not.
Ultimately, one, the other, or both simply ride the human's corpse as a raft back to civilisation for celebrations and medals all around!
Whether or not the Night Elf might accept this offer would be up for debate, she might be willing to let things be for the time being, she might not.
Ultimately, one, the other, or both simply ride the human's corpse as a raft back to civilisation for celebrations and medals all around!
Knowing quite well who she is dealing with, Rylothia would first make sure that the situation would not turn into a bloodbath. She would tell him that cooperation is the most important aspect and remind him that he ever heard her name, the male elf would know her treaties on alchemy that would prove helpful in such a situation.
Assuming the situation can't be handled with a quick Void Rift to get home, Talraea would probably assess Rylothia's skills and talk with her to figure out how to deal with the situation. As a veteran Farstrider, she can handle the rough stuff while the other Void Elf works on a way to get them back to civilization.
Cirkus would first be curious how the two got there, and ask wether she had any memory of it. He'd then ask of her aid in building a raft for them. If she were to ask him to stay, to get away from this war-torn civilization, he would, if she was tear-eyed. If not he'd be longing to get into a fight with a goblin. Though he wouldn't talk of such if it seemed to displease her.
Brigante eyed the Gnome carefully, no visible weapons, but with gnomes you could never tell. He slowly emerged from the undergrowth, speaking softly at first, but with growing loudness as he continued...never was a good idea to startle someone who could have a grenade in their pockets, his accent clear, well spoken, and strangely Gilnean as he spoke Common.
âRight, weâre both in a bit of a bind here, so I will lay things out very simply. Our Factions are at War, but here and now, that is all a little irrelevant. I have never had any specific dislike for Gnomes as a people, in fact I admire your peoples survival in the face of great catastrophe, that is something we share. Our races are both survivors. If we put that survival instinct to our common advantage, we will survive this also. You donât want to end up in a Horde prisoner of war camp (Assuming weâre still taking prisoners, he muttered to himself in Thalassian) and I have no desire to end up in an Alliance one. I have a wife and two children I dearly want to see again, and doubtless you have friends and loved ones who will miss you, so let us work togetherâ
The Elf cocked his head and considered.
âFirst things first, weâre not going to trust each other, we canât, weâre at war, so lets make a simple ruleâ He starts gathering rocks and making a line on the beach. âFirst Light, we meet here. You stay your side of the Island, I stay mine. I mean where we sleep, we obviously work together when we are awake. Fortunately for you, I am a Farstrider Ranger, and survival in hostile environments is my speciality, that and combat medicine, well, and of course Dragonhawk riding. I catch you across this line when we are supposed to be sleeping, I will kill you, if you catch me on your side of the line when we are supposed to be sleeping, I invite you to show me the same courtesy or lack thereof.
Now, given we are both awake, if we find a suitable location where you will rest when at slumber, I will show you, or help you, how to make a lean-to, to sleep in. In the spirit of fairness, you may then see where I build mine. I am serious, if we work together we will get off this island, if we try to club each others heads in with logs or stones, it is not going to end well for either of us, and I warn you I am a very light sleeper..
Your people are famously good with technology, sadly here we have little of that, but that will come in useful later, for now, we have three priorities. Shelter, Water, Food, in that order. Might seem like an odd order, but essentially you can go days without food, you canât go days without water, and if you catch pneumonia on your first night for lack of shelter then the other two will rapidly become irrelevant. Once we have established our Lean-toâs we will start looking for a natural water source. Forget the old tales about boiling seawater and it being safe, just not true. Thats a last resort, also the ones about drinking your own urine, its a thing of diminishing returns. Either will knacker your kidneys. Once weâve built shelter, found water, or at least make plan B, we can work on crafting some crude weapons in order to be able to catch food.â
He taps his chin in thought.
âNever eat random fruit off trees, or random berries, you donât know what they are or where they have been. Many bleached skeletons on remote islands can testify that whilst life will become very -interesting- in terms of what you see, it does not necessarily become -longer- If in doubt, gather them and try them in small quantities, no matter how hungry you are.
Our best bet is to find some animal and kill it. So weâll want spears. You donât want to get close to wildlife on an island where you donât know if everything isnât either more spiteful than Ten Garroshâs or Poisonous. If you have anything concave, leave it outside overnight, so that it will gather dew, or if it rains, even more than that. Weâll make raintraps later out of leaves. Youâll notice that, leaves on plants on these islands tend to be waxy on one side, dry on the other, its to funnel water down to the roots, we can make use of that, if we can fashion a container.
Then...tomorrow, having hopefully set up shelter, sourced water, and found wildlife to kill, we can work on trying to make a viable boat to get us the hells out of hereâŠâ
The Elf Grimaced. âWherever the hells âHereâ is.
âRight, weâre both in a bit of a bind here, so I will lay things out very simply. Our Factions are at War, but here and now, that is all a little irrelevant. I have never had any specific dislike for Gnomes as a people, in fact I admire your peoples survival in the face of great catastrophe, that is something we share. Our races are both survivors. If we put that survival instinct to our common advantage, we will survive this also. You donât want to end up in a Horde prisoner of war camp (Assuming weâre still taking prisoners, he muttered to himself in Thalassian) and I have no desire to end up in an Alliance one. I have a wife and two children I dearly want to see again, and doubtless you have friends and loved ones who will miss you, so let us work togetherâ
The Elf cocked his head and considered.
âFirst things first, weâre not going to trust each other, we canât, weâre at war, so lets make a simple ruleâ He starts gathering rocks and making a line on the beach. âFirst Light, we meet here. You stay your side of the Island, I stay mine. I mean where we sleep, we obviously work together when we are awake. Fortunately for you, I am a Farstrider Ranger, and survival in hostile environments is my speciality, that and combat medicine, well, and of course Dragonhawk riding. I catch you across this line when we are supposed to be sleeping, I will kill you, if you catch me on your side of the line when we are supposed to be sleeping, I invite you to show me the same courtesy or lack thereof.
Now, given we are both awake, if we find a suitable location where you will rest when at slumber, I will show you, or help you, how to make a lean-to, to sleep in. In the spirit of fairness, you may then see where I build mine. I am serious, if we work together we will get off this island, if we try to club each others heads in with logs or stones, it is not going to end well for either of us, and I warn you I am a very light sleeper..
Your people are famously good with technology, sadly here we have little of that, but that will come in useful later, for now, we have three priorities. Shelter, Water, Food, in that order. Might seem like an odd order, but essentially you can go days without food, you canât go days without water, and if you catch pneumonia on your first night for lack of shelter then the other two will rapidly become irrelevant. Once we have established our Lean-toâs we will start looking for a natural water source. Forget the old tales about boiling seawater and it being safe, just not true. Thats a last resort, also the ones about drinking your own urine, its a thing of diminishing returns. Either will knacker your kidneys. Once weâve built shelter, found water, or at least make plan B, we can work on crafting some crude weapons in order to be able to catch food.â
He taps his chin in thought.
âNever eat random fruit off trees, or random berries, you donât know what they are or where they have been. Many bleached skeletons on remote islands can testify that whilst life will become very -interesting- in terms of what you see, it does not necessarily become -longer- If in doubt, gather them and try them in small quantities, no matter how hungry you are.
Our best bet is to find some animal and kill it. So weâll want spears. You donât want to get close to wildlife on an island where you donât know if everything isnât either more spiteful than Ten Garroshâs or Poisonous. If you have anything concave, leave it outside overnight, so that it will gather dew, or if it rains, even more than that. Weâll make raintraps later out of leaves. Youâll notice that, leaves on plants on these islands tend to be waxy on one side, dry on the other, its to funnel water down to the roots, we can make use of that, if we can fashion a container.
Then...tomorrow, having hopefully set up shelter, sourced water, and found wildlife to kill, we can work on trying to make a viable boat to get us the hells out of hereâŠâ
The Elf Grimaced. âWherever the hells âHereâ is.
I do make use of her skills, who don't like a warm tent to sleep in?
And do my utmost to work with this human for as long as it would be beneficial in the events of a Horde ship finding us first I'd repay the human for her usefulness either with a swift death if the ship is forsaken aligned burning the body so that she may not be risen against I'd naturally throw the offer and not simply kill her.
If it is a none forsaken ship I'd repay her by assuring save passage through the ship under my protection.
In the events of an Alliance ship I'd use her a medium to bargain with the Alliance soldiers for save passage to land.
She understands Thallasian and the tongue of man.
meaning conflict can be avoided.
Failing that I'd use slaughter the crew , go down fighting or abandon ship.
All depending upon the relations we do share at the time of rescue arriving.
And do my utmost to work with this human for as long as it would be beneficial in the events of a Horde ship finding us first I'd repay the human for her usefulness either with a swift death if the ship is forsaken aligned burning the body so that she may not be risen against I'd naturally throw the offer and not simply kill her.
If it is a none forsaken ship I'd repay her by assuring save passage through the ship under my protection.
In the events of an Alliance ship I'd use her a medium to bargain with the Alliance soldiers for save passage to land.
She understands Thallasian and the tongue of man.
meaning conflict can be avoided.
Failing that I'd use slaughter the crew , go down fighting or abandon ship.
All depending upon the relations we do share at the time of rescue arriving.
"Look, my Sin'dorei friend... if you can gather me 200 fish, I can sacrifice their souls and create a portal for us out of here - and then we will never speak of this meeting again. Deal?"
Tethenar would not take well to being stranded with a Void Elf Warlock. Not well at all. So unwell, in fact, that it's extremely likely that he would attempt to kill her on sight immediately. Bad enough that she has turned against her people, but also taking up Fel magic on top of that? It's a combination that is particularly intolerable for the Sin'dorei Blood Knight.
If successful in slaying her, Tethenar at least knows enough wildcraft to enable himself to survive long enough, if uncomfortably, until he can finally return to civilisation.
If successful in slaying her, Tethenar at least knows enough wildcraft to enable himself to survive long enough, if uncomfortably, until he can finally return to civilisation.
"Turned against her people? I believe it was the other way around." Valistrophe scoffed. "Furthermore, the past of a Blood Knight is not all too clean either."
Valistrophe would tear open an unstable void rift to transport herself off the deserted island, with little intention to help anyone but herself -- much less a Light wielder. Though, Tethenar would be free to follow, at his own risk.
Valistrophe would tear open an unstable void rift to transport herself off the deserted island, with little intention to help anyone but herself -- much less a Light wielder. Though, Tethenar would be free to follow, at his own risk.
Gilrom is thrilled to spend some quality time with the void elf on the isle. However, she soon creates a void rift and disappears within it as it closes before Gilrom's eyes. Gilrom sighs and hangs his head down dejectedly before opening a deathgate and crossing over into Acherus.
"Ah, Light damn it... Um... We can draw a line in the sand, you can have that side and I'll take this side. We don't have to talk or even spend any time near each other," Clarinne said as she started drawing a line in the sand.