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War of Azeroth

War of Azeroth

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Abaddon, the demon god has raised an army. Now it will be unleashed upon a divided world. Will you be a Warrior of Light? Or a Bringer of Shadow and Death?

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Introduction

War is coming, Abaddon has shattered the chains binding his powers. Though still confined in the abyss, he grows stronger. He calls upon the evil creatures of the world to gather in Northland, Orcs, Trolls, Ogers, Goblins, and evil men band together, ready for the spoils of war. He calls upon his General, Jadoth, now know as the Witch King, to lead the war. A powerful creature, embued with Abaddons powers he is neither alive nor dead. As his god's power grows...so to does his.


Jadoth - Now only known as...The Witch King.
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The continent of Azeroth is weak and not ready for this coming war.

The Knight's of Solamnia's kingdom lay's just south of Northland, Since the first great war they have fought Abaddon's creations. Though now hundreds of years after the Great Exodus the once revered kingdom is torn by war. Not only do the Orcs grow more powerful and organized the Trolls begin to wield powers of dark magic. Even still the Knight's bicker and squabble over dying lands. Divisions between the knights separate there strength. The once Nobel knights abandon towns to be murdered, and assassinate rivels.


The plains of Duran lay west of Solamnia fare little better. The nomadic tribes of Tauren and Humans are being slaughtered and enslaved by the Witch King's army's. Those that are captured are taken as slave labor for the Witch King.


Far south of Duran is the Elven lands of Qualinesti. No one who enter's these lands are seen or heard from again, the Elves have cast off the other people's of the land, blaming them for the Great Exodus. They continue to tend the forest, waiting for there godesses return.


The great Kingdom of Cathalon resides on the eastern shores of Azeroth south of Solamnia. This is the largest and most powerful kingdom today. Many city's and towns reside within it's borders, the capitol city, Cathalon lays on the north east shores of the empire. In the days before the Exodus ships from all over flowed wealth into the city, though today it is still one of the richest and beautiful city's, it's harbors are all but abandoned.


Between Cathalon and Qualinesti is a large mountain range, it runs south and then spreads outward along the southern border of Azeroth. The Dwarfs make there home in the Frostback mountain's, a proud people who have split in time to make several tribes. These dwarfs usually reside inside the mountains, sculpting great cities. Though some have begun to live on the surface within the mountain range's. This is because a great civil war takes place underneath the mountains, the Deldimor dwarfs have become twisted and evil. It is said they dug to deep and awoke a powerful demon who enslaved the dwarfs. For years the two dwarf races have battled, the Dwarfs slowly being pushed back. The Deldimor dwarf kingdom lay's on the southern borders of the Frostback Mountains.


The Northland - This once was the largest kingdom of all of Azeroth, before the great war. Abaddon turned on the other God's and created legions of Evil beings, his favorite the Orcs. He attacked and destroyed Ascalon - (Now know as Northland) Abaddon's forces seemed unstoppable, until the Five Old God's banded together and bound Abaddon in the Abyss. Without their leader the army's where defeated and pushed back by the other united kingdoms on the border of Solamnia. Orcs, Trolls, Ogers, Goblins, Humans, few Dwarfs, and few free Tauren can be found here.


Azeroth is a divided land, between these great kingdoms lay small city states and people's.




The Old God's are those who defeated Abaddon in the great war, they granted men, dwarf's, and elves the use of Magic during the worlds creation. After the great war though the people of Azeroth turned away from the Five God's, telling them they where no longer needed. So the god's left in the great Exodus, taking with them much of the magic of the world. Over time even more of the magic faded away, and people forgot the old god's.



The Old God's -


Abaddon - Demon God.
Creator of Orcs, Trolls, Ogers, and Goblin's.
Long ago Abaddon was a god like the other's, he was the god of Death, Ice, and Knowledge.

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The Day shall come when the Lord of Secrets
Will be freed of his Tormented Prison
When the other gods will quail before his power
And Night will fall on the living world

- Scriptures of Abaddon



Dwayna - Is the goddess of life and air.
To the Elves this is the second most important God.

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Balthazar - God of war and fire. Human's often look to him in battle.
For the Knights of Solamnia...Long ago...No other god was more important.

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Melandru - Goddess of earth and nature.
The Elves believe they were formed from her.

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Lyssa (sometimes only called Lyss) - Is the twin goddess of beauty and illusion.
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Grenth - Is the god of death and ice. He is the lord of the Underworld.
For a necromancer, this is their only god.

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Grenth wasn't always the god of death, and it is unclear what Grenth was before he became a god. The previous god of death was Abaddon.


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RACES AND CLASSES



Magi are those who use Magic, and the different school's of magic draw power from there respective god or goddess.

Magi must carry there spellbook's with them...these books are a magi's most prized possession. For when a spell is used it often slips from there mind and they must study to relearn the incantation. How often this happens depends on the power and training of the magi. Also the power of a spell and proficiency of the Magi help shape how long a spell incantation is.( A master of Air magic may not have to say a low power spell incantation at all, or only say one word of it.) It often takes a life time to master just one school of magic, so there are not many who are proficient in two school's.
A Magi usually carries a staff, forged with magic to amplify there power. They use these staff often as a extension of there body, as they bend the magic and site incantations.


Dwayna - Air and Healing Magic.

Balthazar - Fire Magic

Melandru - Earth Magic

Lyssa - Shadow and Illusion Magic

Grenth - Water and Ice Magic, with this comes the greater power of Necromancy.


Abaddon can grant - Shadow, Water, Ice, and Necromancy Magic. Though the powers are twisted and demonic.






Unlike Magi, other's draw more from the God's themselves and less from the elements. Some would simply call them Magi, but unlike the Magi, they obey and worship the god to whom they serve and the magic user's only show deep respect for where there powers come. These servant's inscribe rune's onto there armor and weapons which imbue them with power. Some say they speak incantation's in combat, but it is a servant praying to there god for power or strength, or for a weapon to strike true.

Paladin's draw powers from Dwayna in the form of healing runes, light that wards away darkness and emboldens others. They also can draw from Balthazar in times of war. Though a paladin is the defender of light, and they regard honor in the highest form.
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Death Knights serve either Grenth or Abaddon, there runes power weapons of ice and death. Though there weapons are not poisoned they seep with death, and if not treated by a healer of light can kill a man just as a stab to the heart. They can gather strength from the dead around them, and strike fear into there enemy's.
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True Warrior's, men devoted to war, inscribe runes of war onto there bodies and weapons. These runes give strength and courage, for Belthazar does not grant special powers to his warriors, for only there skill and prowess should win the day.
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Ranger's seek knowledge from Melandru, they learn the way's of the forest, live and sleep among the tree's. There bows have intricate rune's carved into them, which seek the heart of opponents. There is no greater warrior then a ranger when in the forest, they blend into nature. Myths tell of these men seeping from the tree's themselves to fire a arrow through a man's heart. Of course these are only rumors...or are they?
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List of Races. & Power most likely used by each Race based on Lore. (Note that Any magic user is rare in these times!)


Orc - Fire/Shadow a mix
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Troll - Shadow or Illision
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Oger
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Goblin - Very Rare Fire
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Human - Any.



Elven - Air or Earth
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Dwarf - Earth or Shadow sometimes Fire
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Deldrimor Dwarf - Fire, Shadow, Earth
Gray skin, Red eye, Dwarf


Tauren - Air or Earth/ Rare to have a magic user in this race
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Wind rushed past the man, he wept and struggled in futility, his tears flowed from his eyes and swiftly fell upwards. Nithhogr looked down with only passive interest as the victim he had released from his clutches slammed into the battlements, leaving a dark red stain and crumpled body. The dragon roared out as it dove back down as arrows flew past it's mighty wings.
Varminaard smiled as his orcen army's finally brought two siege towers against the walls, orc and goblin shock troops pouring out. Highlord of the second army signaled to one of his lieutenants. "Send the third battalion forward with ladders to assist our siege towers, and send word to our dear Grom Doomhammer, he now owes me fifty pounds, the north wall was breached first."

Nithhogr spewed out a rain of fire against the eastern wall defenders and hastily pulled up gaining height, though weak as humans were, if they managed to pierce his wings it would make it hard to fly. And that meant death in battle for a dragon. Circling far above the Solamnia's capital, Nithhogr surveyed the scene below. Nine Thousand troops and a dozen dragons had fell upon the capital in the early mourning hours, splitting there forces the Half Orc, Grom had taken his forces south and assaulted the city from behind while Verminaard who commanded a larger force pushed upon the thicker northern walls and main gate. This fighting had ensued all day but finally Verminaard's tactics had won out. Splitting his army into three battalions he rotated there attacks, giving rest to his other troops, now as night was falling the defenders could no longer hold out to the stamina of the attacking army. Though a long fight still remained, the battle was won.

Nithhogr dived as flame seeped from this snarling mouth.




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Bron Halforn and his Tauren soldiers had patrolled all night, first sweeping northwest then east. He was uneasy, unable to shake a more and more swelling sense that orcs where in the area. He slowed his kodo and signaled for his men to do the same, closing his eyes he called out to the wind. As the high grass began to rustle a breeze swirled around Bron and he quickly became alerted to the smell of orc blood. Breaking from his trance he kicked his kodo and rushed for the eastern woods, kodo hoofs pounding the ground. Any Tuaren trying to sneak up on someone was a fool. Entering the woods he caught sight of several dozen orcen bodies, a deranged looking elf, a dwarf, another elf, some sort of beast and several more orcs. Coming to a stop he slid off his kodo while his soldiers followed suite, stomping the ground with a massive hoof and snorting a challenge he unbound his massive weapon strapped to his armored back.
Unlike the great axe the dwarf carried, this weapons handle was as long as a spear shaft, with a deadly blade on one side and flat hammer on the other.


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Edward awoke with a start, visions that felt more like nightmares had plagued him all night. Darkness swarmed in the northlands, seeping and expanding forever outwards. It slowly creeped over the lands and castle's of Solamnia, devouring it's brave defender's, it's mothers, and children. Shacking off a feeling of despair he called for a guard to find John, while waiting he washed his face and dressed.
As John entered the tent he could easily tell that Edward was troubled, "What is it my friend, what has Dwayna shown you?" Edward looked up to his old friend, though he worked hard to appear confident and strong for his men, his soul was so, so very tired. "Dwayna has shown me a massive dragon army moving south, it's slowly consuming the northern lands and Solamnia...soon it will push south." He let the words linger in the air, for he and John both new if Solamnia could fall to this foe....the Taurens could not stand, and the dwarves where busy slaughtering themselves. All this happening while the elves secluded themselves in the forest.
"So" John asked, "Do you have a plan? The dwarves wont be much help, and those point eared..." John cringed. He had just said those words to a dear friend, and half elf. John shook his head, he new the stress of there plight was getting to him. "I'm sorry Edward...I didn't mea..." he was cut short, " It's fine John, I to am angered by the Qualinesti and there lack of compassion toward others. As far as what we should do...I feel a pulling toward the south, the Dwarves have always been a powerful race, if only we could find out why they are in a civil war maybe we could help, then maybe, if we're lucky, would help us push back this evil that plagues us."

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Female words whispered in the elf's mind. He had trouble hearing them through the red haze of pain and emotional anguish coursing through his body. Even when the shadow in his mind retreated, the river of guilt and pain did not stem. And then, suddenly, she seemed to take form before him. A beautiful young human girl, with flowing red hair, and large, warm amber eyes. Her lips were as red as strawberries, just as he remembered her. Silke. He looked at her in confusion, his eyes widening. The young girl smiled at him, and reached out for him. He stared at her in disbelief, shock, confusion... It lasted for several minutes, as the girl stroked his cheek, and spoke to him, though in his clouded state of mind he could not understand the words she spoke in the elven language they had both spoken as children.

Then, a glimmer began to glow in his eyes as his war elf instinct slowly returned. He stumbled to his feet.
"No." He whispered. "You're dead. I saw that monstrosity cut you down right next to my brother!" A glimmer grew in his eyes, and he reached out for Ember right next to him. As he stood up, he looked the girl in the eyes, and spoke in an ice cold voice: "You are not Silke." Ember suddenly glowing red in his right hand, he took a quick step forward, running the girl through up to the hilt of his blade. He let go of the weapon as he stared her in the eyes, watdching as she seemed to dissolve into thin mist.

Arden then turned to face the dwarf and the elven woman. His war elf nature had returned in full force. He felt just like before - no, there was a hole...a great, black void, in the pit of his stomach. As if someone had reminded him of a part of himself, only to rip it out of his torso. No matter - he could worry about that later.

It was time to finish this.

That's when suddenly, mounted warriors appeared out of nowhere. Their leader, a man wielding a great, strange weapon that looked like a blacksmith had welded together a maul and a greatsword, spotted the fighting group, and drew his weapon.

"You...are in my way... You are all in my way!" Arden growled. His mind had snapped already, but now he wandered further down the road of Chaos. With a bloodthirsty glimmer in his eyes, and an annoyed grunt, he launched himself into a run towards the Tauren soldiers, leaping at the foremost one with his swords falling down in a sideward slash towards the warrior's torso.Both blades back in his hands, he suddenly unleashed his body into the killing art of bladesong, the blades of his swords whistling as they cut the air in his circle-shaped, almost sword-dance oriented fighting moves. He was driven on by a wish to kill them all, to be rid of the whole event - a driving force and mind of thinking very common with war elves.

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Bron Halfhorn surveyed the scene in front of him, much fighting had taken place. The little dwarf..'the same one from the camp of the vanguard, if Bron could distinguish one dwarf from another'...was charging a Elfen woman.

"You...are in my way... You are all in my way!"
Bron turned his attention to the little insane looking elf who was charging forward, he motioned with his left hand, a signal for his warriors to spread out and engage the orcs. While signaling he started to weave a pattern with his hands, faint green ribbons played out, weaving to and fro. "Foolish creature of the woods, a single cycle ago we would have stood as one, how you have fallen from nature's blessing" As the wood creature's blades danced and shimmered and where about to strike at Bron, dozens of thorny vines burst from the ground, reaching out for the Elf's arms and legs.
Bron let out a snort as he charged forward, his weapon at the ready.



O.O.C ( Hey sorry I described that wrong, his weapon is like a hammer and axe mixed. one on each side. sorry)

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Lavin's eyes widened with frustration. She had delayed here too long. The dwarf still charged forward in his own blind determination to defeat her; the elf had broken her spell and was now fueled with even more fury; and now, a new group had arrived, and once again had her orcs been engaged into battle. This was going nowhere. With a sigh she continued the block the dwarf's furious blows and withdrew her black magic from the area. Her thoughts were then only held slightly with the orc troops. But she had no patience left to remain here, for there would be no greatly fulfilling purpose in doing so.

With a heavy sigh Lavin moved forward against the dwarf, swinging her blade in one hand while simultaneously drawing the other once again from behind her back. The second sword she angled towards his throat, though if he was unable to furry her strike, she well intended to halt her stroke before reaching him.

In the process of angling her secondary blade in his direction, Lavin whistled, simultaneously reaching her mind out towards Korreth. The beast was at her side in an instant, and it was then that the woman elf pushed her blades back against her little rival. In the same motion she took a leaping step backwards. Drawing the hilts of her swords upwards and aiming their blades down, Lavin created a criss-crossed defense in front of herself. She stepped back again and then Korreth angled himself between her and her dwarvin opponent. With a gracefully abrupt stride, the elf moved towards her mount, returned her blades to their holster behind her back, and then quickly climbed aboard the beast.

As Korreth immediately took to the sky, with his master secure upon his back, the woman looked down upon the dwarf, and reached out to his mind one last time. As her eyes turned to his, she carried a whisper upon her lips to him. "You know what I have offered, perhaps, if we ever meet again, my offer will still stand."

Then as Korreth carried her farther away, she glanced lastly to the elf, Arden, who had charged fiercely against the minotaur upon arrival. She shook her head in a certain sort of shame. At first she had held high aspirations for the warrior, yet now, she saw that though there was a tremendous skill in his fighting, there was nothing in his heart which drove him to do so. His heart had turned cold and like a savage animal, he would always turn on those around him. She guessed he would only ever fight for himself, and for the ghost of a dream which had died so long ago. She sighed.

Still though, they had both heard her offers, perhaps one or both of them may still find her--someday. For the moment though, she needed to acquire pawns which could be of immediate use. And she grew so bored with the smell of orc's blood, which was now so thick upon the air. In a stern voice she called downwards to the army of orcs--any who still remained alive--and ordered them to retreat. Then, with a last glance she urged Korreth higher into the sky, and away from the scene.

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The elf didn't hear the minotaur's words. His mind was a blind rage, and he visualised the creature impaled on his blades, until suddenly, he felt something - like snakes - crawling up along his feet, trapping and tripping him. The elf fell to the ground, dropping his swords. He reacghed out to grab them while trying to get up, but was firmly pulled down again, as vines began to grow out of the ground and crawl all over him, tying him down into place. He gritted his teeth hard as he managed to get a leg up under him, its foot firmly planted in the ground, and pushed away. Slowly, the vines groaned as he forced his way up into standing position - but before he could reach all the way, another vine lashed out, and yanked his foot out from under him. He landed on the ground face down once more.

Vines, more vines, and yet more vines crawled over him, until he was tied down and couldn't move a finger. The elf thrashed and jerked, trying to get out of Mother Nature's grip, but failed to do so. Soon, he couldn't move an inch. A minotaur, not the one that had spoken to him, wielding a large club, walked up to the elf, and looked down at him. Had it had a human face, surely it would have been pale with anger. The minotaur raised a fist, and hit the defenseless elf square in the face. To Arden, everything went purple, then white, and then finally, a bottomless black darkness surrounded him, a darkness similar to the one that had finally so firmly enshrouded his heart.

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Bron watched as the vines encroached over his prey, his charge slowed as his opponent who was already badly injured, was overcome to the spell he had cast. Foolish wood creature, this one know not his soul and limit One of Brons warriors approached the elf had slammed a fist into this poor creatures face. "Hetawa! Nokee hale pawene yakee!" (Halt! Do not strike this pitiful creature!) Bron stuck his brother with his forearm, shoving the Tauren away from the wood creature. "Go my brother, kill the orcs, leave the half one to me!"

Leaving his spell intact Bron turned to find the half one, the elf and beast where taking off into the air, and it's orcs where making there way off. Unknowing of what this one would do he instructed his brothers to hunt down the retreating orcs. "Half one of earth! Here my words and see my soul, the battle has past! The forest cry's in anger, LET IT END!" Bron stomped the ground to enforce his order, his last words coming to a roar. Overhead the sky beast was flying off, Bron approached the half one ready to end the fighting one way or another.


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He could feel the crunch of bone beneath his gauntlet, the gasp of the soldiers last breath before none would ever be taken again. Verminaard smiled as he cast the body aside like a rag doll. Varminaard was winning, of course he always won... casting dark magic he sent a bolt flying from his mace, utterly decimating both guards and the building they where guarding. As his boots crushed the remains underneath, he found what was so important. Though few survived the collapse, a few woman and small children remained, one who was foolish enough to grab hold of his leg and beg for mercy had her skull crushed by a fist. The others where soon to follow...the blood seeped across the ground, joining with the the other defenders.

Many would tell the tail..the day the sky roared with the laughter of the Highlord...

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With a metallic clang, Del used the axehead to block the first swing of the fey elf's sword... However the second one pierced his block and stopped, angled at his neck. The surprise of this attack took the last of the fight and energy out of the dwarf, causing him to hit a stubby knee. His axe held out useless to his side. However, fear did not fill Del's eyes, only anger. A subdued, but tired anger, but still anger. His eyes drilled holes into the elf's forehead. "Kill me then, ya whore-elf," he taunted. Being out-done? By an elf no less? Had he really fallen that far from the Watcher title? Was he really that weak? Dammit.

Moments passed... Where was the death blow? Why was he still breathing? The.. The elf was leaving? "Wait!, Where in tha hells do ya think yer goin'!? We aren't done here! Get back here and face me like a elf!" Del yelled at the quickly disappearing elf, anger frothing and raging. "Dammit, can ye be believin' that boy?" Del said to the elf, turning around, "That she be leavin' like- The hells is going on over here!?" Del exclaimed in time to see Arden get wrapped up in vine, "The hell kind of magic is that! Why yer got tha elf tired up like that! What-" he was cut short by his own vines coming over and entangling him up. Too bad it didn't tangle his mouth up.

Before long, the vines had ripped the Dwarf's axe from his hand, wrapped up his stubby hands and legs, and tipped him over like a very, very short tree. "Gah! What's tha meanin' o' dis! What in the hells are ye doin' ya blasted fools! We are on da same damned side!" Del yelled. Even if the dwarf was tired and drained both physically and mentally, the energy that ran his anger and mouth seemed to have come from a whole different other place entirely.

"Now, if ya don't let me go, I'll wear ya damned head as a hat!" The dwarf threatened

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"Now, if ya don't let me go, I'll wear ya damned head as a hat!" The half one was threatening. "Your companion has attack us, who is to say that you half creature will not" Bron asked, The Tauren walked over to the dwarf standing beside him he looked even more enormous then usual. Standing at seven and a half feet tall the chieftain had arms and legs like tree trunks. "I shall release you little one, but you should respect those who came to stand beside you." Lifting his left arm he cast a quick spell and the vines wrapped around the dwarf and the Elf receded into the ground.

"You where two that served with Hohenheim, why are you out so far from the camp?"

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Character Portrait: Edward Hohenheim
Character Portrait: Antaanwei Soulbane
Character Portrait: Grauffand Stonearm
Character Portrait: Arden Greyhamn
Character Portrait: Highlord Verminaard
Character Portrait: Lavin Tyrvirrea
Character Portrait: Arige Jeheir
Character Portrait: Vanx Lacosh
Character Portrait: Lord Craymen

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Character Portrait: Lord Craymen
Lord Craymen

A death knight of the powerful Grenth.

Character Portrait: Vanx Lacosh
Vanx Lacosh

Bloody corpses, death on horses, we all crumble eventually, but I plan on living indefinetely!

Character Portrait: Arige Jeheir
Arige Jeheir

Guardian

Character Portrait: Lavin Tyrvirrea
Lavin Tyrvirrea

A Storm in the Night and the Mistress of Sucess

Character Portrait: Highlord Verminaard
Highlord Verminaard

General to the mighty Abbadon!

Character Portrait: Arden Greyhamn
Arden Greyhamn

A renegade elven soldier who've lost himself in war.

Character Portrait: Grauffand Stonearm
Grauffand Stonearm

A fierce Dwarven fighter, who's rage for battle cannot be told by words alone.

Character Portrait: Antaanwei Soulbane
Antaanwei Soulbane

"I serve my Lord Abaddon, for this is his flesh, his blood, his soul. I am merely borrowing it for a time."

Character Portrait: Edward Hohenheim
Edward Hohenheim

By Dwayna's Light you will DIE!

Trending

Character Portrait: Lord Craymen
Lord Craymen

A death knight of the powerful Grenth.

Character Portrait: Vanx Lacosh
Vanx Lacosh

Bloody corpses, death on horses, we all crumble eventually, but I plan on living indefinetely!

Character Portrait: Edward Hohenheim
Edward Hohenheim

By Dwayna's Light you will DIE!

Character Portrait: Arige Jeheir
Arige Jeheir

Guardian

Character Portrait: Lavin Tyrvirrea
Lavin Tyrvirrea

A Storm in the Night and the Mistress of Sucess

Character Portrait: Antaanwei Soulbane
Antaanwei Soulbane

"I serve my Lord Abaddon, for this is his flesh, his blood, his soul. I am merely borrowing it for a time."

Character Portrait: Grauffand Stonearm
Grauffand Stonearm

A fierce Dwarven fighter, who's rage for battle cannot be told by words alone.

Character Portrait: Arden Greyhamn
Arden Greyhamn

A renegade elven soldier who've lost himself in war.

Character Portrait: Highlord Verminaard
Highlord Verminaard

General to the mighty Abbadon!

Most Followed

Character Portrait: Edward Hohenheim
Edward Hohenheim

By Dwayna's Light you will DIE!

Character Portrait: Vanx Lacosh
Vanx Lacosh

Bloody corpses, death on horses, we all crumble eventually, but I plan on living indefinetely!

Character Portrait: Highlord Verminaard
Highlord Verminaard

General to the mighty Abbadon!

Character Portrait: Lavin Tyrvirrea
Lavin Tyrvirrea

A Storm in the Night and the Mistress of Sucess

Character Portrait: Arige Jeheir
Arige Jeheir

Guardian

Character Portrait: Lord Craymen
Lord Craymen

A death knight of the powerful Grenth.

Character Portrait: Grauffand Stonearm
Grauffand Stonearm

A fierce Dwarven fighter, who's rage for battle cannot be told by words alone.

Character Portrait: Antaanwei Soulbane
Antaanwei Soulbane

"I serve my Lord Abaddon, for this is his flesh, his blood, his soul. I am merely borrowing it for a time."

Character Portrait: Arden Greyhamn
Arden Greyhamn

A renegade elven soldier who've lost himself in war.


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Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

BTW, Only 13 pages of IC. So not really that bad to catch up on. Just think of it as 13 pages in a book. Most of it is interesting, also.

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Alright, so this is pretty much dead...
Myself, Solemn and another good writer are currently in a roleplay on the site Roleplayerguild.com It's been going strong for awhile now. I enjoyed RP'ing with you guys, and thought I would put the invite out there. Other then the 3 mentioned above, there is the GM and another writer who is pretty good. The Gm is, ok, at writing. But I thought it would be nice to have new blood since it's only the 5 of us.

If you wanted to join, The first page of the OOC and the character sheets would need to be read. Not much there. But you would have to read the Whole story up till now, since there's a lot of background stuff.

But there is a catch. Idk about you Loxely. Not sure how the army thing is, but the Rp is decent paced. So you would have to be able to post 2 times a week. That's roughly what we're doing now.

So yea, would love for you guys to join, but you would have to be able to keep up. Idk if the setting would interest you, but check it out if you want.

http://roleplayerguild.com/f15/the-east ... ooc-87619/

http://roleplayerguild.com/f8/the-easte ... -ic-89067/

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Sounds good i jus gotta get up a postie ^_^

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Shall we get back to this? :D

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Ooo guess I'm up, I'll have a post in soon, though I'm not really in the same area any more lol So Negative...err...Mythical...wtf-ever I'm supposed to call you...Are you sill playing Edward in the roleplay? I needz someone else to bother now XD

Edit: I just remembered he's in the area I just left any way. Well poo. I guess I'll continue on to the place with the stuff...wherever I was going before lol

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

I'm in the normal Army - Träng Regiment, Escort Platoon. It's a logistical regiment, so we're the single one unit on the entire regiment that has combat as our main job/mission. XD

And hey, no sweat man. We all love this roleplay, so it only makes sense to put our best characters on the job. XD

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

"Emotions are fer elves! Silly, silly, frolickin' elves!"

Right. Del isn't a quite hero. Nor is he a gentle hero. He is a damned dwarven hero. With all the emotions a dwarf has (Anger, rage, madness, drunkenness, and love (of treasure and gems)).

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

So have I told you guys I love you?...I prob don't say it enough, I'll try to say it more. It's so hare to find, Good writers, and Fun writers to Rp with. And I don't mean "good" as in super fancy writing and super long post, but just simply people that can actually interact with other's characters, and take the time to know what's going on around them. (Plus you guys are actually developing your characters personality =D )

Me and my wife got talking last night, (If you wonder where this is coming from) and so many people don't know how to have a conversation/interact with other people. And even more are so typical with Emo characters with "No Emotions" or the "Bad-Ass hero who doesn't talk and like-wise has little emotion"

So yea, it's really nice having yall, Loooove youuu!

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Are you in the reserve, or normal army?

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Haha, actually, I've finally cleared bootcamp, about two weeks ago, so now I'm officially a contracted soldier. :D The downside being, of course, now they can ship me abroad, but eeh, what the hell, at least I get paid better. XD

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

So hows boot camp going loxley?

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Ok, posted. Your up Talisman =)

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

omfg guys, sorry, I had the post for this ready and kept forgetting to post >_< Mum's been in the hospital past couple of days so it's had me all scatterbrained. Posting. Agk. lol sorry for ditching but that's just what it felt like my char would be doing at this point sooo see ya guyz soon! X)

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Hey guys, I really am goanna post soon, sorry I been kinda busy but I will have it up asap this upcoming week :)

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Hey I'm going to send my ( four?) guys I have with me at the orcs/others. There heavily armed and should be considered good warriors. So if you kill them do so in a good fight scene please =)

Also, Bring it loxley ;)

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Wow that sounds miserable I sawwy >.< And yush I told the GM we had his rp still going (I know him in rl) so he decided to join us again =] No rush tho Loxley, hopefully they won't do that to ya again.

Re: [OOC] War of Azeroth

Awesome, we have a GM again! :D

I'll get to posting today. Our officers decided to wake us up at 0230 in the morning friday when I was supposed to post, and sent us out marching for 19 hours on empty stomachs, so I didn't get to do any roleplaying until now, unfortunately. :(