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Kozri
Searing Steppes

Kozri gave a low, crying keen, letting his wings latch onto a thermal and wrench him higher into the air, away from the Black Dragonflight. They would smell him soon, and it was only a matter of time before curious dragons wondered why a bronze was near their dens.

He soon returned to the others, dropping down from the sky and putting on his human disguise. "Mafirion is with his Flight, now." He said quietly.

Willowe--Searing Gorge

"I guess it is safe to assume that Mafirion is Shattertooth," the worgen commented. "Come, somebody drag that excuse for a druid and let us be on our way. I do not know about any of you, but the idea of sticking around here at night bothers me."

Willowe set off for the border to Loch Modan.

Karzix and Glix - Searing Gorge

Glix gave Kozri a nod. "Mafirion, huh? That's good to hear. Wonder if we'll ever see him again?" She cast a glance down at Aquela, reaching out to grab one of her feet. She gave an experimental tug, straining to drag the druid. When she didn't budge she stepped back and gave the others a helpless shrug before tagging along after Willowe.

Batlek and Lightfur, Dun Morogh

Batlek was also watching the ritual. He had met the tauren before, and he knew not to be wary of his blindness. He was capable with his own remaining senses. The ritual was ending, the binding spells taking effect. The druid took a moment to stand up - he was old, after all - and turned towards Batlek, ears flicking and nose twitching.
"Batlek. How is your daughter?" the old tauren asked amiably. He was the friendliest Clan Lord Batlek had ever met. It was overruled by his loyalty, though.
"Learning," Batlek replied, gesturing towards Sabra.

Tirrae, Searing Gorge

Tirrae crowed softly as she heard Shattertooth - Mafirion - had left. It wasn't a huge blow to her, as she hadn't known the dragon, but she could tell Kozri was upset. She ran forward to nudge his leg with her head.

Decay - Dun Morogh

Decay shivered violently as she tried to lunge after Batlek to strangle him, but was unable to. It felt like she was tearing herself apart. Stupid troll.

Sabra--Dun Morogh

Sabra grinned. "I be 'avin me own pet now," she told Lightfur, patting Rose's shard triumphantly. "Soon I be 'avin a weapon like fadah's new one." Her gaze fell longingly on Decay.

((Editing Indi in.))

Indigosa--Azuremyst

The sobs finally left Indi and she leaned back against the tree she was sitting near, gazing up at the sky. She ran her hands through the grass on the ground, strangely enjoying the simple feeling of it. Her gaze shifted downward, through the trees and to the wildlife that were giving the death knight a wide birth. She smiled as she watched them live their everyday lives, reveling in the power of the local cats as they took down the stags.

Briefly she wondered where Zaruuk was as she was not familiar with the draenei lands and had no idea how to get off of them.

Batlek and Lightfur, Dun Morogh

Batlek tilted his head slightly at Decay. She needed something to do, training. Maybe she could spend some time ambushing magic casters and dragging them here - they always needed magic.

Lightfur nodded at Sabra, nose twitching as he identified each person. He knew the scent of the two trolls, but the elves were new. He assumed, however, that the Death Knight - the one that smelled frozen and lifeless - was not her new pet. It reeked of ice magic. "Oh? Very good. What can it do?"

((Who wants to RP a caster?))

Sabra--Dun Morogh

Sabra's features wrinkled into a frown and she ran her tongue over her tusks while she thought. "I not be knowin'; Fadah has no' used her yet."

((I can RP one if you want.))

((Right, we've got a caster, Lupis! Get it going!))

Batlek and Lightfur, Dun Morogh

Batlek nodded to himself. Having her hunt down magic casters would be a good test of her strength. He made a mental demand to the Death Knight, commanding her to head to the road and watch. He focused on the soul shard, enough so that he could faintly feel her actions.

Lightfur shrugged, then pointed in the general direction of Rose. "And it? It smells of beasts, but everything does here."

Decay - Dun Morogh

Decay started walking to the road, fuming with rage. She couldn't do much to directly hurt the troll, but maybe... She did her best to use Howling Blast to whip up snow in Batlek's face.

((So. Anyone mind if we time speed our guys up?))

Kozri
Near Loch Modan

Kozri blinked at Tirrae, tilting his head. He sighed quietly and gave the warp stalker an absent minded scritch on the head, before moving to drag Aquela behind him, subdued.

((Go for it.))

Random Caster--Dun Morogh

A mage happened to teleport in on the road, heading to Ironforge. He had been drinking a lot, impairing his ability to teleport directly into the dwarven capital.

Sabra and Rosaliah--Dun Morogh

Sabra summoned Rose to her, forcing the hunter to kneel in front of Lightfur. "I am Rosaliah the bounty hunter," Rose answered the elder druid. Sabra beamed proudly, trying her best to contain her excitement.

((Go for it Azu.))

Magna - Loch Modan

Magna began singing as they walked, "Just a small town girl....living in a lonely wooorld....she took the midnight train going aaaaanywherrrre...."

((TIME SPEED GO GO GO.))

Kozri
Dun Morogh ((AKA the place I can't spell.))

Kozri panted. Stupid moonkin was heavy, and he imagined she wouldn't feel too good when she woke up, but at least he could see the snow. He was glad the dwarves weren't paying too much attention, those that did were quickly distracted with a shout of, "Look! Over there! Bears are attacking!" It wasn't the most convincing excuse, but he had practice making things up on the fly.

((Creative license with distract.))

Magna - Dun Morogh

"Ahhh dwarves....the alliance race that knows how to have a good time...." Magna muttered to himself.

Decay - Dun Morogh

Decay reached the road and leaned against a tree. She hadn't been specifically ordered to kill, so she'd just wait it out. It was a good thing, actually. Gave her time to plan.

Zaruuk and Threnaad- Exodar

Zaruuk sighed and put his arms into his lap, looking away form O'ros. He didn't know why he was expecting easy answers here. Desperation, perhaps. He stood up and stretched, moving to leave from this sanctum finally. He paused to look one last time at O'ros. His song was beautiful, at least Zaruuk could take that away.
He moved though Exodar again, meeting up with Threnaad in his workshop. The Broken looked up and smiled.
"Did you learn anything about yourself?" Threnaad asked. "Did O'ros reveal to you the secrets of the world?"
"No." Zaruuk sighed. "But he was pretty. I'll give the Naruu that at least."
"Oh good. If he did, I'm sure you would have been appointed the next Phrophet. And goodness knows the draenei have enough problems without having to listen to Prophet Zaruuk whinging at them."
"You're a bastard, you know that?" Zaruuk couldn't help but smile. "Have you seen Indi about?"
"Aye, she's outside Exodar. Saw her just as she was leaving. Didn't get a chance to say goodbye, or to thank her for the lovely view from before." Threnaad winked. Zaruuk punched the broken in his arm.
"Your perversion asside, it's been good to catch up with you, Thren. I suspect I'll be leaving soon."
"I thought as much. Take care of yourself, okay Zar?" Thren said, rubbing at his now sore arm. "And come back to say hello sooner next time."
The mage nodded, then made sure he had everything he needed. He then left for the entrance of the Exodar, looking around for Indi once he had moved outside.