Fury of the Twilight Clan

[Serendipity82]

Myriana and Swift - Dun Morogh

Myri frowned as she thought. "I guess we should spread out. Meet back here in 30 minutes ((I am assuming they use minutes?)). " Thinking some more, the hunter finally handed Kozri an explosive trap. "If something goes wrong and you need to get our attention, use this. One of us will go back for help and the other will do our best to help you. Glix, do you want one too?" she asked the goblin.

[TygerDarkstorm]

((Woot! ))

Sabra--Cultist Camp

Sabra's patience waiting for her father's infusion was running thin. If the young troll had to pick a weakness about herself her patience, or lack thereof rather, would be it.

Sighing, she saw a night elf staring at her from the corner of her eye. Spinning on her foot, Sabra turned to the elf, eyeing her up and down. "What you be lookin' elf? Git back to work!" she sneered.

[Serendipity82]

Senisra - Camp

Senisra smiled sweetly at the young troll. "Oh, I will in a little bit. I had heard you had died and I come here to see that you are actually alive and well. What a pity." The elf replaced her smile with a look of superiority and disdain.

[Kamalia]

Glix - Dun Morogh

"Sure." The goblin carefully took the trap, then pulled up the hood of her cloak to hide the bright colour of her hair. She glanced around, spying a thicket. It looked thick enough to provide adequate cover, plus the green of her skin and the browns of her clothing would blend in with the foliage. She gave Kozri and Myri a salute, then turned on her heel and began to head toward the thicket.

[Azunara]

Kozri
Dun Morogh

Kozri nodded. He knew how to disarm these. Setting and priming them shouldn't be too hard. Kozri nodded at Myri, whispering, "G'luck." With that, he fell into the shadows and slowly stalked towards the camp, sticking to the foliage to conceal himself.

[Serendipity82]

Myriana and Swift - Dun Morogh

The hunter nodded to Glix and Kozri before draping Swift around her shoulders. Even blended into the surroundings, the fox's body gave of steam when he touched the snow. Plus she was warmer this way. Fading into the surroundings, Myri approached the camp, trying to make her way to the farther side.

[TygerDarkstorm]

((Swift: The all-purpose pet. ))

Sabra--Cultist Camp

Sabra's demeanor changed entirely, going from raging madwoman to utterly calm. Her eyes glinted and a small smile tugged at her lips. A couple of paces and she closed the distance between her and the elf. The warlock looked down at the elf in a condescending manner. "Learn ya place, wench," she hissed threateningly. "Like ma fadah, I be in control 'round 'ere. Ya disobey, and I be 'avin ya drained fer a beastie." She chuckled darkly. "And den I be makin new clothes outta ya skin."

[Serendipity82]

Senisra - Camp

Senisra wasn't intimidated by the troll's words, even if they were true. She gave Sabra another sweet smile "Say what you like dear, but you're wrong. Despite you wishing to drain me, I have more knowledge and power than anyone else in this camp. Your father knows that, so I'm afraid you'll just have deal with me." She reached up and patted the troll on the cheek. The elf took a step back and looked the troll over, noticing a scar on one arm. She turned and walked away, but once out of range of Sabra she taunted, "I love the tattoo dear. Your killer had excellent taste."

((Edit for Myri and Swift))

Myri approached the camp carefully, keeping an eye out for the elf warrior and the two trolls. Stopping briefly, the thought she saw some activity towards the center of the camp. Concealing herself in a stand of fur trees, the hunter cast a spell to see what was going on ((eagle eye)) and cursed softly.

[TygerDarkstorm]

Sabra--Cultist Camp

Sabra's eyes narrowed at the elf woman's back and she started coming up with ways that she might be tortured.

She was brought out of reverie at the mention of a tattoo. Looking down at her forearm she frowned at the scar there, running her hand over it idly.

[Azunara]

Kozri
Dun Morogh

Kozri stalked closer as well, grinning to himself. Great! Conflict within the camp like that could be beneficial to them. Assuming they didn't realize they both had the common goal of trying to kill him and his friends. Still, it was a start.

[Serendipity82]

Senisra, Myriana and Swift - Camp

That damn troll was in the process of getting another infusion. The hunter seriously began to wonder if Alariel would be able to handle Batlek now. Myri continued to watch the process, wondering if there was any more to it.

Meanwhile, Senisra grinned with satisfaction as she walked away. Let the little wench dwell on that for awhile. One day though, she was going to get that troll in her hands and teach her what torture was all about. She wandered over to where the cultists kept the animals that were waiting to be infused. She had yet to get one herself and frowned at that. The mage reached into a random cage, gently stroking a young looking vulture. Then with a malicious grin, she burned the beast with a spell, just so she could hear it scream.

[Azunara]

Kozri
Cultist Camp

Kozri winced when he heard the vulture scream. Poor thing. He couldn't help but feel glad Azunara was as far away from this place as possible. He'd hate to see her around with this elf running about. He continued stalking around, looking at the cages and trying to guess how many they had. He could safely assume they still had a lot, and that was too many.

[TygerDarkstorm]

Sabra--Cultist Camp

With a sigh Sabra returned to her father's infusion, hoping that the process would be finished soon. As she watched the event, she began to idly wonder if she should invest in one of the elemental beasts. The idea of turning that elf mage into one was tempting indeed.

[Serendipity82]

Myriana, Swift, and Senisra - camp

Senisra soon grew bored with the animal, finally letting it go so it could die on it's own time. It had been with them long enough and no one had chosen it for infusion. She doubted it would be missed.

Senisra completed the tasks that needed doing, frowning as she thought about Batlek's spawn. The brat was smarter than she had given her credit for. No doubt she'd have to kiss Batlek's ass for awhile and keep an eye on the little wench. She just needed to be patient. Catch the little spawn off guard and then she would be dead. And she'd make sure there was no body for her to come back to. Make sure all the blame was pointed towards one of those idiots who kept harassing their camp. It would be magnificent.

Myri came back to herself and stepped further into the foliage as a couple of cultists got too close. She had been lucky that time but she was going to have to be more careful. She turned and started to head back the way the came, making a pit stop to see how many prisoners they had to infuse beasts with.

[Azunara]

Kozri
Cultist Camp

Kozri was on the other side of the camp from Myri, and decided to see if he could listen in on anything important. He stopped to paw through the snow and found a rock, just in case he needed a quick distraction, and then inched closer towards the camp, trying to avoid any of the beasts in case they sniffed him out. Plans...If he could overhear anything, they'd be one step ahead.

[Kamalia]

Glix - Dun Morogh

The goblin stepped carefully, making sure not to snap any branches and alert the cultists of her presence. She kept her ears pricked up, listening for anything interesting. She jumped as she heard the loud screeching of some bird coming from the other side of the camp. Quickly dismissing it, she continued on. As she neared the edge of the camp she dropped down low, watching cultists walking by past the branches and straining to hear anything of importance.

[Serendipity82]

Senisra - camp

Senisra continued to move about the camp, preparing various things so that they could get a move on once Batlek's infusion was finished. She stopped and looked in the direction Glix was hiding, thinking she saw something move. She stared at the spot a few moments longer, before shrugging and moving on. Her mind turned once again to the various ways she could torture Sabra.

((edit again for Myri))

The draenei once again used Eagle Eye to survey the amount of prisoners the cultists had. They had more than enough to infuse beasts with and she was angered to see that more than a few were in a sorry state indeed. Myri pursed her lips and moved on, listening carefully for any bits of information she would be able to pick up.

[Kamalia]

Glix - Dun Morogh

Glix froze as Senisra looked directly at her. She let out a silent sigh of relief when the elf simply shrugged and turned away. The goblin decided it would be wise to move and she scurried backward, deeper into the thicket. She continued on around the edges of the camp until something caught her eye. She peered through the branches, frowning at the sight of a pentacle. A shiver running up her spine, she passed on as she saw nothing of interest there as of yet. They must have either recently finished a ritual, were preparing to do one soon, or there were other pentacles around the camp that were in use. At least Myri and Kozri hadn't been attacked yet, it seemed. Hopefully they were having better luck than her. She could hear the ruckus of caged animals and frowned to herself. How did the cultists ever manage to sleep? She shuddered as she heard the occasional humanoid call and kept going, searching for anything of interest.

[Lupis]

((One or two posts tonight. Lightfur makes up for his lack of vision with a very strong sense of smell. Doesn't help all that much in close combat, though.))

Batlek and Lightfur, Cultist Camp

The infusion finally complete, Batlek regarded his appearance. A layer of shadows had enveloped his body, twisting and writhing in the manner of a voidwalker. A mist was beginning to form around his feet. He smirked to himself, moving out of the pentacle. As he was beginning to search out Sabra, a hand landed on his shoulder, belonging to a very large thorn-growing tauren. The tauren's nostrils were flared.
"Does this camp have any dragons?"
Fel.
"No..."
With a snarl, the tauren shifted forms. A heavily built, scarred up lion suddenly took his place, massive compared to normal lions. It sniffed the air.
"...I will patrol," the cat said calmly, the thorns and vines growing from his hide curling and lashing.

((Anything happen to Faron that I should know about?))

[Azunara]

Kozri
Cultist Camp

Koz gave a soft hiss as he heard a commotion going on, and immediately tried to move away as fast as he could from them. He had gotten too close, and he hadn't expected that tauren to smell him out! He got his rock ready, falling back and watching to see if they'd chase him. He'd probably be able to lead them away if they pursued.