The Ride of the Pillager
Introduction
One of the things I noticed when I came back to the WoW forums this year was a distinct lack of actual RPs on the boards, and so; to not let us europeans be outdone by our american counterparts, I have decided to start this open Roleplay!
The plot summary so far:
Your character has come along on the journey of a Kul Tiran ship named the ‘pillager’ on a secretive expedition to the jungles of Zuldazar, whatever your reasons or motivation. The explorer’s league has issued great rewards for the retrieval of certain relics and artifacts, and a Void Elf by the name of Mahli’ficia Darkstar has been appointed to lead the League’s party in the expedition.
In short; get the treasure while avoiding losing your head to trolls or being eaten by the big dinos!
There are a few very simple rules to follow.
- No godmoding.
- Stay within what’s reasonable within the lore. We are not elitists, but we do draw the line at your half-twilight dragon queen ninja cyborg.
- Your character can die. Keep that in mind before trying to fist fight a dinosaur!
- And most importantly: Remember to bring a good and positive attitude as a player! ^^
Also, I will create a dedicated OOC thread for this Roleplay. Post all OOC messages there to avoid clutter in this thread. Link below to OOC thread.
https://eu.forums.blizzard.com/en/wow/t/ride-of-the-pillager-ooc-thread
Everyone is free to join! This is primarily an Alliance roleplay however, so if you have a Horde character, you will have to come up with an idea for how you will play. I am planning for this RP to have about 3-5 active players, but I will allow for more in the beginning as some people might drop off.
Arrival
Beneath the tall, white cliffs and the sprawling green jungle above could be seen a mighty Kul Tiran warship resting in the crystal clear waters of the western Zuldazar shoreline, its huge size and sails hidden from view by the steep cliffs surrounding it on either side.
The battleship was named ‘The Pillager’, boasting more than a hundred guns across its many decks, and lead by a Kul Tiran Captain by the name of “Blackteeth” Bellowsworth, who was said to have never stepped on land for the last 20 years, and to not have been sober for just as long. With the navigational skills of her Kul Tiran crew and the illusionary magic of the Alliance battle mages aboard, it had sailed into the waters of Zuldazar undetected in the black of night, and now in the early morning hours was unloading her peculiar cargo. A cargo of men and women.
The Pillager’s primary mission had been to safely deploy a group of Si:7 operatives into the jungle of Zuldazar along with any necessary supplies. The Si:7 operatives had wasted no time, having vanished into the thick of the jungle almost as soon as the Pillager had dropped its anchor. Yet its large cargo holds had also allowed her to bring a collection of more uniquely interested parties. Mercenaries, adventurers, archeologists or mystical wizards and sorceres pursuing their own esoteric goals; whether for gold, adventure or general revenge on the horde.
They all had been given three days to do whatever they wanted in Zuldazar by the Captain. Those who were not back by the third morning would be left behind.
A small encampment had formed on the bright sands of the beach before the ship. Beneath the clear blue skies and a scorching morning sun, the rugged Kul Tiran marines were busy at work setting up security in the form of cannons, fortifications and buried mines. This was for the most part just regular procedure, as it was well understood that if they were discovered, the mission would be scrapped. A few masked Alliance battle mages could be seen moving about in their hoods and gilded armor as they cast their rituals and wards around the beachhead, to protect it from magical scrying or other supernatural influences.
In the middle of the hustle and bustle however could be seen a lone tent with a Void Elf, sitting cross legged and leaning back in a sleek chair with a chalice of water in hand as she watched the commotion around her with a pair of shimmering but impatient eyes. She was clad in an intricately decorated and regal attire, yet on her facial expression was a less regal look as she gazed around with clear look of impatience.
“This heat is almost not helping my patience… !” She groaned with irritation, as a fan was moving up and down next to her; seemingly held aloft in thin air as it worked to cool her down.
“This was meant to be a group effort, but at this rate, I am half tempted to animate some of the furniture. At least that would at least furnish me with a team.”
She was Void Sorceress Mahli’ficia Darkstar, and the chief contact person with the Explorer’s League’s interests who had arranged for her part of this expedition. If her mission was a success, there was a potentially huge payment of gold upon her return to Ironforge. Yet, the fact she had seen none of her other supposed teammates made her worry.
“They better not have bumbled their way into the jungle already… if so I might just take the Captain up on his offer of drink for the rest of this ‘journey’.” She muttered to herself, as Mahli’ficia’s eyes scanned the wandering Kul Tiran sailors and marines, as well as the assortment of adventurers outside of her tent.
" … Please don’t force me to put up a sign… " She sighed, casting a tiny blizzard spell above her chalice to cool it down.