After long last I finally got the spiky warfont shoulder plates. About time too.
The Queens Grasp and the Hordes absolute finest will be making their way to Zandalar to meet up with their allies. Another battle is on the way, so best join with queens finest now.
Today (well not today because I was distracted with hours) was a special day and it’s Hand of Agony’s 7th anniversary.
Happy birthday ![:purple_heart:](https://d1bg94bbsh66ji.cloudfront.net/en/wow/images/emoji/twitter/purple_heart.png?v=6" ":purple_heart:")
Happy birthday Hand of Agony! Many nice people in this guild, an honor to meet them all. ![:smile:](https://d1bg94bbsh66ji.cloudfront.net/en/wow/images/emoji/twitter/smile.png?v=6" ":smile:")
Okay, Hand of Agony birthday time, happy birthday
Happy birthday, us!
She patrolled off the roads in Alterac, the risk of encountering the Alliance on the road was extremely high. She kept to any dense trees or parts of a small forest if she could, but it wasn’t her skills of being a former deathstalker that kept her well hidden. It was the shadow artifact weapon she possessed. Though it held the abilities Sena needed to survive, the only drawback from the weapon was the talking. The constant whispering she hears from the weapon. Giving her ideas, telling her what may be right or wrong, everything was sinister about it.
Slowly she moved through the tree lines, taking a measure that she doesn’t step on any piles of leaves any small stick that could risk given her away. The sound of whining horses and the marching of plated armor could be heard from behind her. She swiftly ducked low and turned in the direction of the noise.
Marching past her on the road was a large sum of Alliance humans followed by marksmen dwarves in the front and rear. In the center middle of this march of Alliance soldiers were three carts of supplies. That was the first thing Marlight noticed, the second and most important thing she should have spotted in the first place was the officer leading this supply run, up to the front of the march.
The Alliance officer stuck out worse than the rest of the other soldiers. Quite clearly he was the one leading the supply run. The supply march came to a grinding halt directly in front of Sena, still hidden away in the shadows of the dense forest around her.
Shalla’dris hummed the shadow from the blade seeped out and wrapped around Marlight like a scarf at first then like a cloak that was comforting her.
“This is your chance, we can take them all. They are unaware of our presence. The opportunity to display dedication to your executor Darkblade is right here.” The voice whispered smoothly and softly to Sena convincing her to do what can be done.
" No, it would be foolish to attack this force alone. There is nothing to gain here.” To anyone else Sena would be talking to herself, however, she could hear the voice of Shalla’dris and it was clear enough to speak too.
“Didn’t the executor call you his protégé? Prove it to him, bring back that Alliance officer’s head along with his reports and dispatch notes. You know I am right, I can grant you the ability to take the lives of all of them quickly. This Executor Jorrick considers you his weapon. Be his weapon and do this.”
Sena shifted her hand up pushing back some branches from a bush to get a better look, trying to ignore Shalla’dris suggestion. She did a quick body count as if planning to do what she wanted to do. She stuck her head out getting more curious about an approach.
“Get back, someone approaches.” Sena did what Shalla’dris said and brought her body low and listened carefully. Two sets of footsteps approached her to the side.
“I heard something from over here, it was a voice.” Two Alliance soldiers were on top of her, standing directly in front of Marlight. If they moved forward, they would stumble upon the forsaken. She reached around grabbing hold of the dagger executor Darkblade gave her as a give. While Shalla’dris wrapped the shadow around Marlight’s hand ready to take control if the situation gets any worse.
“Don’t move.” The blade spoke quickly. “We will be exposed, they won’t move forward or out of sight.”
She slowly and soundlessly removed the dagger from behind her cloak, the shadow wrapped tightly around Marlight’s wrist she could nearly feel the blade calling for her to use it.
“YOU TWO! Who said you could leave formation! Get back in line now!” The officer snapped at the two Alliance soldiers and they both quickly jogged away from Marlight’s location.
She fell back onto her rear brush her hand from her face to her hair.
“That was too close for comfort.” She stated in a low tone, she sat and watched the supply run go by.
“You let the opportunity slip by, the shadow would have given you the power to dispatch those creatures in a timely manner.” Shalla’dris spoke once more.
“I let the opportunity to live another day and not die. I will not use you or the shadow unless it is essential. These reports and that supply wagon was not our concern, not our order to attack.” Once the supply run marched by she stood by brushing her armor down.
“Besides, what fun would be for -you- to kill them and not me.” Sena turned her head over her shoulder eyeing the hand of the blade on her back.
“Boldly stated my wielder. But let us not linger any longer if this is your decision.”
The Forsaken returned to the shadow of the forest and swiftly made her way back to The Queens Grasp’s camp.
The Queens Grasp our on a daring campaign For the Horde in Zandalar. Any Forsaken that wish to drop by and meet possible new undead comrades. Come find us here.
WOO-HOO! Sena is back in the saddle again and she is kicking butts and taking names. The Hand of Agony have taken took Nazmir and wiping out some Blood Trolls. Luckily, they were given permission to use the blight on these trolls with great caution mind you. Absolutely successful in their mission they have made camp in Zul’Jan ruins.
The queens absolute finest will remain in these ruins for sometimes and will be taking care of the rest of the threat in due time.
If you are a forsaken who’s body is stuck in this nasty swamp give a shout out! We will come and pull you out.
Woooo, Sena.
Good to see you back again, buddy \o/
Indeed, thank-you very much.
Also trying to take screenshots from our events again since I began to lack of posting them on Argent Archives.
The Hand look like a great fit for Mel!
Will be in-touch ingame.
By all means drop by in Nazmir! The Hand of Agony and the Shattered Shield will be doing collaborated events together. No better time to join her majesty’s military than now.
Avast me hearties! Prepare t’furl the sails, drop anchor an’ splice the rum stash!
Only one more week until this ‘ere salt blooded sea scoundrel returns! An’ I’ve got a lot of grog to drink and land lubbers ta’ bother!
HARR-HARR!
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Hello everyone. Its been a while since our last update so time to recap.
We focused alot of our attention on a Storyline in Zandalar and helping the locals deal with some of the aftermath of the Alliance invasionof Zandalar.
We also spent some time back home in fjord where we interacted with the First Empire which really was alot of fun.
However brief the days we spent with them were our next task proved quite the undertaking.
Having completed our downtime in the fjord, the Hand joined other Horde forces en route to raid Westfall. A campaign we ourselves put together
Being able to host a campaign like that all gave us quite alot of fun. But with that campaign concluded ifs time for us to head home again. And prepare for the next battle, which is going to be the forests of Feralas.
War? In Feralas!?
Neptulons barnicled buttocks! I best sharpen me knives and powder the guns!
Keep Eldre’Thalas, or Dire Maul as you common folk would call it, in tack won’t you dear?
A second base for Horde operations could prove useful.
Update time!
We managed to reach Feralas after a small stint against the Naga! Horrible creatures. After defeating them we reached Feralas where the fighting has been going on and on for both sides. We’re hoping to help the Horde forces drag out a proper victory here but that still hangs in the balance!
If you want any information about our guild or want to rp with us. Feel free to contact our members any time.
Yargh! bump!
I’ve been back nought but two weeks and already ran off with the ship! Harr harr!
–I am in so much trouble.
Hey guys, Time for another update. Our time in Feralas was spent very productive and we had quite a good time.
On our way back to Thousand needles we ran into some Twilight Cultists and even some Silithid in Tanaris after that. But now that we’ve finally decided to go home we end up stranded in Western Pandaria.
The Hand’s objective now is simple. Reach a safe haven from which they can continue their journey home…and then enjoy some well earned Rest and relaxation in Tarren Mill. If you are interested in a good Forsaken experience I’d encourage you to seek us out and see what we’re all about. We are on the cusp of introducing new training routines and updates to our commendation systems so there is no better time to join in.
Very tempting to find you when you return on trooper Swann