Killing Druids

21:18:57 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: As the trio arrived at the scene they would be greeted to a mid-battle scene as Morrus Blackweald was laying waste to a druid who dared to escape the hole they had barred themselves into. A roaring fire torched along the pathway as the Druid crumpled,
21:18:57 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: flailing arms as he was lit ablaze filling the air with screams, defeaning the usual sounds of nature. "Foc'in aye!" The Dark Iron shouted as he turned and looked at the other three, his face bore a black tattoo line that ran from his eye down his face
21:18:57 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: dipping down his chin. He shuffled over to the three and extinguished the flames in his palms. He was a bit disheveled, dirty and was absolutely mean-mugging the trio. "The foc' took ya' lazy foc's?" The Witchman simply raised his hand and waved. The
21:18:57 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: dwarf scowled. "They've been tryin' to get out, torched what I could, but I'm runnin' a bit low."
21:21:24 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Despite the scene, all that she is able to see is the dwarf and the extinguising life of the druid under him. As he comes stomping over, Gwenaël's arm immediately pops up and points a finger up at the Witchman. She had -nothing- to do with how long it »
21:21:24 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » took them and she's not going to let the dwarf that kinda scares her get a leg up. She remains otherwise silent, knowing it's not her place to ask questions just yet.
21:23:20 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek shrugs as they walk up, not knowing who this dwarf was and not sure why they were even -really- here, he wasn't going to answer any questions until he got a better grasp of the dynamic at hand.
21:27:16 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The Dark Iron let loose a grunt as he shuffled back towards the scorched path. "Well, anyways, ya' three can take over, eh? My arse needs a bit o' rest and honestly." The Dwarf squinted as he eyed the Elf and the other Troll. "Eh, ya' should be fine." And
21:27:16 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: then he just waddled over to a nearby ruined slab of stone and plopped down behind it, leaning his back against it as he let loose a tired sigh. "Come." The Witchman finally spoke. "The druids are witihn, kill them all and we will collect the prize." He
21:27:16 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: stated simply.
21:29:47 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Following after with but a silent glance towards the dwarf, she remains between the trolls and grips her blades' handles tighter. "If he's started, what's stopped him from finishing them off himself?" She glances up to the Witchman before returning her »
21:29:47 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » attention to the opening of the cavern. "Should we be divying up how many go to who..?"
21:31:13 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jabjek sniffs at the air, trying to get a count of how many individuals are present within the den.
21:33:14 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The troll paused a moment, turning slightly and setting his gaze upon the Elf. "Divying up what?" He inquired before he began to lumber forward, slowing down as they neared the bend in the road. Taking a big ol' whiff of the air, from here it was
21:33:14 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: difficult to decipher such a thing. The scent of burning flesh and smoke was too thick in the air out here, masking any other presences for the moment. "They have an amulet we require, whatever else they hoard you may help yourselves." He rasped as he
21:33:14 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: crouched down.
21:35:55 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She shakes her head as she follows after him, remaining close so that she doesn't accidentally biff it on some dead guy she can't see. "I mean their bodies. If there are so many of them that dwarf couldn't take them on his own, surely we should divide »
21:35:55 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » up who tries to kill what." As she squats down next to the Witchman, she makes sure her body is behind his, hidden away from view of the cave's opening. "I don't care about what they have beyond the amulet you need."
21:39:02 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek shifts silently as he follows. The best way to beat a druid, be one. "I dun tink aney a dem caea which a us kill 'em." Jek hunkers down and half- dissiaptes into the shadows, his red fur darkening. "We gotta kill 'em oa can we jus' knock 'em out?"
21:42:21 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The troll canted his head as he watched forth. "We kill them all, they are the enemy. Their life shall be put to better use elsewhere amongst us." He rasped. He leaned back a bit, the trio were fairly out of sight. "There is one at the entrance of the
21:42:21 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: cave." He turned his head to set his visage at the pair. "Can either of you remove them unnoticed?" Sure enough it was a lanky troll, possibly Dark Spear, or maybe Bloodtusk judging by his crimson hair as he was leaned against a stone pillar jutting out
21:42:21 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: of the mouth of the cave.
21:44:07 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Nodding to the Witchman, she glances back to Jabjek and places her hand on the bear's limb closest to her. "You can do it, can't you? I would test my own form but this is... Not the time or place for practice when someone experienced is in tow."
21:47:41 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek flashes his fangs at the two of them, not looking away from the target. "Ya mon. I got dis." Jek steps fully back into the shadows and disappears entirely from sight. Only a pearly flash is seen emerging from the wisp of smoke as Jek sinks his »
21:47:41 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: » fangs into the throat of the druid and rips. The spray of blood that emerges from the wound is the only thing remaining where the druid once stood. As quickly as it happened, Jek emerges from the shadows again, his muzzle strill dripping the blood. »
21:47:41 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: » "Ire, whos next?"
21:48:57 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The Zandalari gave a nod as he pushed himself up onto his feet, his bandaged hands dirtying through the process. "We take a look inside." He mused as he shuffled on into the cave---(Will post more when we arrive)
21:52:31 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: As the trio made their way through the dark, dank cave the souds of the living could be heard on the other side. As they stepped through the threshold, but kept to cover they could hear hushed talking. "We need to figure out how we're getting out of
21:52:31 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: here." A woman's voice muttered. "We can't fly this thing out, whoever's holding it can't -do- anything!" A man hissed back. Now, the air here was more clear and those heavy in the scent game could pick up at least a half dozen people meandering about,
21:52:31 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: and those of spirit-sight and the like could fact check that number to be true. "There are a few, no doubts though yes?" The Witchman spoke quietly.
21:55:35 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Ears flick about, rotating to gauge the best angle for listening to the whispers as her eyes see beyond the stone and dark and settle on the outlines of each person. If the amulet is with any of them, she might be able to see it, as well as anything »
21:55:35 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » else of magical origin, too. "At least six," she -thinks-, pulling her rune-adorned skull and the blue crystal on her neck up to herself so she doesn't have to speak, but both men can hear her thoughts. "They've got no way to leave without pushing »
21:55:35 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » past us if they wish to keep the amulet."
21:57:41 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek growls in agreement with Gwen, abou 'alf a dozen yeah, 'ow we goin at dis? One a us should stey 'ere an be de las line a defense." He grumbles in a low growly voice.
22:02:06 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The troll canted his head. "You two seem to be the type to enjoy putting your blades and claws to flesh, we may beckon forth spirits from here." He took a step back, "We shall begin, and amidst the chaos you two may strike." The troll's chest rose with a
22:02:06 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: sharp intake of breath, and then a noticible movement of his jaw as it lowered and quickly snapped upward. The two near him could an almost audible 'pop' as the troll most likely bit through his tongue. Blood pooling in his mouth as his hands reached up
22:02:06 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: to cup at the maw of his mask. The Witchman doubled over as he began to wretch, his bandaged throat expanding as he heaved and wretched, but as his hands flew free from his maw no blood came from the maw of the mask, but rather a deafening sound of
22:02:06 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: skittering bug wings as dozens to hundreds of crimson locust began to fly from the Witchman's mouth outward. Within a moment or two the air was thick with the flurry of bugs before they flew upward towards the congregation of druids and then the sounds of
22:02:06 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: screams and shouts of panic filled the air as the druids wrestled with the plague of locust. Three of the druids came running down the ramp towards the cave, two Kaldorei men and a Tauren woman were flailing and swatting at the carnivorous bugs.
22:11:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: As the Witchman begins, she can assume enough of what's going to happen that she slips to the other side of the cave's entrance, preparing her blades and nodding to Jabjek as she mumbles down into her crystal for him to hear. "I'll cover the exit. You »
22:11:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » take the ones inside." As the locusts swarm and the three druids attempt to scurry out, she lets one of her blades drop to the ground, her now freed hand reaching up to pluck flowers from her antlers that quickly replace themselves. She tosses them »
22:11:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » down onto the ground, those blooms splintering out and creating thick moss patches for the druids to cross over and trigger a pseudo-form of an entanglement that wraps around each of their legs and holds them in place long enough for the elf to »
22:11:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » lunge forward with her blade, jabbing the end upwards into the tauren woman's soft underjaw and up towards the crown of her skull. As Gwenaël does this, she lets go of the blade, leaving it there and clamoring up the body of one of the kaldorei, »
22:11:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » clinging to his back and wrapping her arm around his neck to squeeze with the aide of her other arm. Within a few breaths, despite his struggle, she's snapped his neck, leaving the final druid of the three to be dealt with, still pinned in place by »
22:11:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » her entanglement spell.
22:16:43 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek watches in sheer amazement as the locusts spew from the open maw of the other troll. He watches in sheer pride as he watches Gwen dispatches the two druids so quickly and cleanly. He pounces forward, his body wisping into nothing but smoke. The »
22:16:43 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: » smoke flies straight for the other elf, a paw manifesting from the cloud and ramming its way through the sternum of the elf and punching a hole right through the chest of the druid. The smoke circles around the body and the bear manifests again »
22:16:43 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: » beside The Witchman.
22:22:38 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: After wretching out the swarm of Locust the troll reached up, covering the maw of his mask as he lumbered forward a few steps into the clearing. There was a thud, the snaps of branches and soon a nearly devoured carcass rolled down the hill. It used to be
22:22:38 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: troll woman from what flesh was still clinging to those bloody bones, the locust had made quick work of the woman as a few of the insects still nestled in the gore of her entrails as she splayed out at the foot of the hill. The Witchman turned slightly to
22:22:38 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: look up the hill only to have a spear come ripping through his chest cavity, slamming him down and impaling him to the ground with a pained grunt. A tall Zandalari stood at the top of the hill there after having thrown it. "Hrm, oda druids? Dealin' wit'
22:22:38 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: da devil? How ya' be so lost, bruddah?" The Zandalari growled. As he spoke something moved through the shadows nearby, lurking in the recesses of the cave. Without as much of a snarl a panther leapt at the back of Gwenael.
22:28:18 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: She's too entranced with the jutted sound of the spear going through the Witchman's chest to pay attention. Her body drops down off the kaldorei she's snapped the neck of, and as she starts to follow after the pair and check on the Witchman - despite »
22:28:18 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » knowing that he's likely alright, with how little man he must be - she barely hears it. It's too late. She hits the ground face first, skidding a bit into the stone and growling as she's turned into a cushion for the beast on her back. Its weight »
22:28:18 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » makes her struggle, but she bucks her head back, hoping to gash the thing with her antlers if it's positioned right.
22:32:25 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Shifts into his cloud once more, zipping through the air towards the dead weight and blowing the weight off her back before zipping back to the Witchman's side. He shifts back into a troll and extends his glowing hands towards the impaled troll. "Ire »
22:32:25 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: » mon, less get y'off dat." He realizes there is another troll speaking to him, but he doesn't acknowledge his existence just yet.
22:36:14 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The Panther is gored by the little Elf's antler, catching it right in the eye causing it to snarl and growl, slowly shifting out of that Panther form back into a human---just in time for a big ol' bear to slam into her sending her soaring towards a tree
22:36:14 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: and crashing her back against it with a sickening snap as she falls to the ground in an akward, unnatural pose. The Witchman had a bandaged hand wrapped around the spear inside him. "We are--fine." He grunted as they wrenched the spear out with the aid of
22:36:14 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: Jabjek. The standing troll shook his head, a silver necklace adorned him with a black gem centered on it. "So be it." They were all druids, he had to be one, but he didn't shift. Instead he drew a blade and lunged off the hill, swinging the blade with
22:36:14 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: both hands at Jabjek as he was in the middle of aiding the Witchman.
22:41:49 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: The moment Jabjek has slammed the woman off of Gwenaël's back, she's skittering to her feet, crossing the gap to the Witchman at the same time as she commands a vine to sprout from the ground around the likely dead human woman's body, ensnarling her »
22:41:49 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » and crushing her body in its grasp. She shoves Jabjek out of the way when the spear is freed, pointing at the troll coming at them with blades brandished. Her hand upturns, trying to catch their foe's ankles in another vine that she commands to »
22:41:49 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » sprout from the ground, her free hand on the Witchman's shoulder as she slides down into a kneel beside him.
22:45:44 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Watches as the troll draws its blades and takes off towards the trio. He's already half gone when Gwen shoves him. Jek disappears into his wisp again, rematerializing right before troll, standing in hind legs. Jek roars in the trolls face and swats at »
22:45:44 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: » the trolls knee, hoping his wifes roots will hold enough that the force from his blow will tear the feet clean off his legs.
22:50:56 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The Witchman shifted a bit, reaching up to place his hand over the black-blood drenched hole in his chest a moment as chaos unfolded around them. It all seemed to happen so fast as those roots snatched up, catching the troll causing his body to start
22:50:56 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: lurching forward, but with just enough time for Jabjek to swipe and carve the appendages clean off the troll as he flies forward now disloged and legless from the knee down as landed in the dirt, bloody nubs behind him. "AGHHHH." The troll started to
22:50:56 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: crawl away. "FOC'... agh.." He turned over onto his back, chest heaving with gasping breaths as he tried to reach down at his legs. "Foc'... ya' FOC'." The Witchman gave Gwenael a nod and peered over at Jabjek a moment to check on him before he started to
22:50:56 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: lumber over to the legless troll. The Witchman knelt down to him. "Ya' all damned! How could ya''---." He was cut off with a gurgling sound as the Witchman began just choking him with both hands. The downed Druid flailed his arms, his leg nubs kicking up
22:50:56 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: and down splattering blood about for a few seconds before the Witchman twisted suddenly, a crunch was heard and the druid went limp. The Witchman pulled the necklace from the druid and tucked it away.
22:54:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Without a word, she follows after the Witchman, standing over the legless troll and staring down into his face as the light is snuffed out. When it's done and the necklace pulled from now dead body as the outline begins to fade from her view, she nods »
22:54:19 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » up to the spooky bastard and gives a faint smile. Her left hand goes to rest on Jabjek's haunch for a moment, her ears twitching. "All done then?" she whispers, giving the dead troll's stumpy leg a swift kick for the giggles of it.
22:56:34 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek shifts back into a troll, cracks his neck side to side a few times and pulls the mask from his face. He closes his eyes and tilts his head back to sniff the air again, trying to pick out if there is any more while reaching for his wifes hand.
22:59:03 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The troll slowly stood, tilting his head back. He didn't respond, not just yet as he took out the amulet. He watched it in silence, and for the magically sighted Gwenael would see as if the Witchman were holding a black void in his hand, but the more she
22:59:03 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: would look at it she would start to 'hear' things. Pained, pleading whispers would start to fill her mind till she would avert her gaze from the black gem. "Oi! Good focin' show, eh?" The Dark Iron dwarf came shuffling in, swatting at a crimson locust.
22:59:03 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: "Aye... really hate that locus' shit ya' do Witchman." He mumbled.
23:03:05 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Despite the voices, she continues to stare at the amulet as long as it's in the Witchman's hand and visible to her. Her fingers squeeze gradually tighter around Jabjek's, and after a moment, when the dwarf has returned and made his presence known, she »
23:03:05 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » reaches for the Witchman's wrist, looking up into the skull mask he wears and maintaining a neutral face as she gives his bandaged limb a pulsing squeeze as well. She doesn't really care for the dwarf at all since their first meeting, but his »
23:03:05 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » presence is minutely welcomed as a distraction.
23:05:52 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek levels out his head again when he cant decipher if there are more druids or not, giving up on the attempt. Jek looks to Ilfryth when she squeezes his hand and then to the dwarf when he appears behind them. "Judgin by de wey Witchmon wen' ta dat »
23:05:52 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: » amulet I tink we mey a foun de one you's was looking fa."
23:08:25 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The Witchman peered down in silence at the Amulet, and after a moment he simply nodded at it before he slipped it away into his robes. He gave a nod at the duo before looking to the Dark Iron. "We are done here, Morrus. Go to the shattered world and begin
23:08:25 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: searching there, we shall go to the Amani lands for the next one." The Dark Iron sighed. "Really? Can't get no focin' break? OUTLANDS of all place. Foc' that--alright." The Dwarf padded away. The Witchman turned to the other two. "We are done here, we may
23:08:25 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: go back to wherever you two desire."
23:10:54 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Her hand falls away from the Witchman's wrist and she lets her chin fall, too. "Are you going to the Amani lands tonight? I will go with you." Each of their lillies, should they have them, would spark to life with her determination, he need to help. »
23:10:54 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » "How many more must you locate?"
23:13:13 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek simply stays quiet, not knowing what she means by the "Amani lands" but listens attentively. There may be research to be gained here if the Amani have anything to do with this.
23:14:41 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: The troll shook his head in the negative. "Not upon this night, we must place the treasure away safely or too much work shall be undone." He started to unwrap the bandages around his hand and carved open his hand to spill out his blood to start making the
23:14:41 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: rune. Oddly enough his chest wasn't bleeding anymore as he made the ring around them. "There are many to this puzzle we must uncover. The most crucial pieces are still long lost, but the small parts may paint a better picture to find them soon."
23:18:14 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: With a slight frown, she nods up to the Witchman and steps closer to Jabjek so such a large circle is unnecessary. "Will you allow me to come with you when the next piece is found..?" It's here she glances up to Jabjek, though only for a few seconds »
23:18:14 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » before she looks to the Witchman again, holding her hand out to him when the circle of blood is drawn. "I know you are not like us... But it would put my mind at ease if you would let me examine your wound in a safe location, too."
23:21:14 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek nods, agreeing. "If de Amani be tangled up in dis I wanna go too. I mey get ta gain some moa insight inta ma research seein de temples up close." He stops speaking when Gwen speaks up again. "Yeah mon. I dunno aneyone dat jus walks awey from bein »
23:21:14 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: » impaled like dat."
23:23:21 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: Quietly finished drawing the circle, not responding till the work was done. It shook their head as he reached into one of the satchels to pull out a vial of crimson fluid. "We are well, this flesh does what is needed and endures." He promptly pulled out
23:23:21 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: the cork, tossing it away before knocking back the potion. He then threw the crystaline vial away as well. "Many lay tangled within the web." He rasped. "We go."
23:26:51 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: Her frown only deepens when he tosses back what she assumes to be a viable replacement for a health potion. Her hand remains held out towards him regardless, and her brows knit. "You have not answered either of my questions. I am to assume that you »
23:26:51 [Ilfryth-WyrmrestAccord]: » either outwardly ignored them or you believe I will not like the answers." Her palm turns further towards him, her other hand squeezing almost vicelike around Jabjek's finger. "We go, then you answer."
23:28:50 [Jäbjek-WyrmrestAccord]: Jek nods again. Using his free hand to point at Ilfryth. "Wot she said."
23:29:23 [Vicissitude-WyrmrestAccord]: "You are more than welcome to accompany us to the Amani lands---we require no healing, this flesh endures well." -----and THEY'RE OFF to wherever they needed to be. Orgrimmar?