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Saturo - Dalaran

Saturo nodded, and threw four grenades at the enemies, before running into a pipe.

Faron, Dalaran

Faron ran after Sat, although the troll had to crouch down to fit. Vallrok followed, although he had to crouch down to fit, being a tall troll. "Thanks for saving my hide. Bloody dragons. Next time I want him wingclipped."

Saturo - Dalaran

"Hehe... Ever heard the three steps of dragonhunting? Wing clip, eyes, gut."

Name: Alarial Silversong
Race/Class: Night Elf Priestess
Location: Dalaran
Physical Description: Alarial is average height for a night elf, has violet-hued skin, long white hair that she usually wears loose down her back, and purplish colored markings that resemble wings on her face. Her face is kind looking and she is almost always smiling. She wears standard priestess robes, and carries a staff.
Brief History (Optional): To be announced.
Brief Personality (Optional): Alarial has a very calm and gentle demeanor, and is willing to help anyone in aid, be they Alliance or Horde. She can usually be seen with her Stormsaber, Lyka, with whom she shares a close bond. She is easygoing and carefree, and perhaps a bit too trusting of others. She can be shy when first meeting people, but once she gets to know someone, she opens up.

Alarial--Dalaran

Alarial strolled calmly through Dalaran, Lyka by her side. She was humming to herself when she heard a strange noise come from the sewers. She stopped and began to listen. It sounded like...an ancient chant. It was definitely elvish and must have predated the separation of the naga, blood elf, and night elf races. Curious, she mounted Lyka and sent him racing down the sewers.

Instinctively she could feel that this was an old healing chant, but the words singing carried no power behind them. Alarial gasped as she came upon a very injured druid and a death knight and her mount trying to heal her. The haunting chant came from the death knight. Alarial dismounted from Lyka and began walking towards the small group, Lyka giving a small whine of concern. Kneeling down next to the druid's head, in sight of the death knight, she joined her voice in the healing chant, her voice giving the words power where the death knight's could not. She prayed inwardly to Elune for strength and began to work her healing magics upon the druid.
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Indigosa--Dalaran Sewers

Indigosa stared incredulously as a night elf knelt down in front of her and Azu and began singing the healing chant. Without question, the priestess started healing the injured Azu. Indi gulped and nodded her thanks to this mysterious stranger. Before getting to her feet, she whispered to Moon to stay with the priestess and druid. Her strength and energy were flagging after all the healing she had done through the blood, but she was pissed and she wanted revenge for what had happened to her friend. She wanted to make up for the damage she felt she had caused to Azu.

An explosion echoed through the sewers and their assailants were gone. Indi cursed. "Bloody cowards!" she yelled to no one in particular, sinking to her knees in a pool of tears.

Faron, Dalaran

Faron shook his head, and the troll's voice responded, "I haven't, but I think I'll keep that in mind. I've got a feeling that we'll be running into Lizard Breath and his cronies again." He grinned. "At least I only had to use one of my scales. Those things took weeks to make, although I was weaker back then."

Saturo - Dalaran

Saturo tossed a small crystal over to Faron. "Take that then. Soulshard. Should work well enough."

Faron blinked, catching the soul shard in his jaws. "Thanks." He flicked his head back, affectively tossing the shard to Vallrok, who caught it and dropped it into one of his bags. "I'm afraid Vallrok here lost the Scarlets. Going to have to get some new bodies."

Indigosa--Dalaran Sewers

Indi crawled back over to Moon, Azu, the night elf priestess and her mount. She summoned the strength for one last heal of the blood, then collapsed against Moon's side, falling unconscious, praying for Kozri to forgive her for what happened and wondering why she cared.


Alarial--Dalaran Sewers

As she healed the weakened druid, Alarial looked about her surroundings. They had been fighting...something, and it definitely couldn't have been good judging from the extent of the druid's injuries and the haggardness of the death knight and human rogue she saw. Lyka lay down behind her for comfort, keeping the saddlebag with her herbs in it within reach. Healing could be energy intensive work--she would need all the strength she could get if she were to help everyone of these poor souls.

Saturo - Dalaran Sewers

"Shouldn't be a problem.", Saturo said as they reached the end of the tunnel. She reached out, grabbed a rope, and swung out. A few seconds later an engine roared to life. "Come on! We don't have all day."

Decay - Dalaran Sewers

Decay collapsed on the ground, exhausted.

Faron, Dalaran

Faron blinked, then jumped and clamped his jaws onto the rope, scrabbling to get a grip on the gyrocopter. After a moment Vallrok appeared on the 'copter as well, crouched down and taking up as little space as possible. Faron sat beside Saturo and looked around. "Where to?"

Saturo - Gyrocopter

"The Cult of the Dead also have the tools we need, shall we pay them a visit?", she said with a grin.

Faron, Gyrocopter

Faron smirked. "Sounds like a plan. It'll be a nice escape from the city of dragons, too."

Saturo - Gyrocopter

With a quick slash from her weapon, Saturo cut the line the gyrocopter was suspended from. After a few meters of falling the engines cut in, and the vehicle righted itself. They were flying in the rough direction of Icecrown. Saturo pressed one of the buttons on the dashboard, and the steering controls locked themselves in position. ((Cruise control, not autopilot! :P )) Saturo reached back in the bags on her side and rummaged trough them. Her search turned up without results, however. "Could you check the bags on your side for the maps?"

Faron, Gyrocopter

Faron nodded and stuck his nose in the bags, sniffing through them. After a moment he looked up with a cluster of maps held carefully by his front teeth. He turned his head to Saturo, dropping them in her lap.

Saturo - Gyrocopter

Saturo accepted the maps, looked at them for a bit, checked the compass on the dashboard, and then adjusted the course slightly.

Kozri
Dalaran

Kozri had dodged the attack, and leaped away, trying to avoid the blast. He was smashed into the sewer walls, and now he pried himself from them, blinking in confusion. Seeing that he was more or less intact, he darted over to the druid, reaching into Taeryn's saddlebags and pulling out a vial of red liquid, forcing it down her throat.

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Azunara
Dalaran

It was a slow, slight realization of not being dead. She gave a shuddery cough, blinking. The numerous healing efforts had helped her greatly, and she slowly opened her eyes. To see she was surrounded.

Fear blazed through her, and thinking she was surrounded by her enemies, she leaped away, hissing, tail lashing. There was a slight pause, a half hearted snarl when she realized that no, they were friends. She didn't know the new person, but she looked safe.

Kozri sighed in relief, looking at Indi and the priestess, "Thank you." He said, and Azunara gave a slight shudder. That was scary.

Alarial--Dalaran Sewers

The priestess nodded to the human rogue, grateful that the druid was okay. She sank back against Lyka, pulling some herbs out of the saddlebag and nibbling on them. "My name is Alarial," she said quietly. "Your death knight friend here is completely unconscious--she used most of her energies trying to keep this druid stable." She noticed another death knight lying in the distance. "If you'll excuse me."

She stood up, a hand in Lyka's fur as she and stormsaber walked over to the second death knight's body. Gently she picked the high elf up and slid her across Lyka's back. As they walked back to the group she asked, "What was that you put in the druid's throat, human?" She set her energies into healing the death knight on Lyka's back, laying a blanket on a dry patch of ground and laying the injured death knight on it, starting the healing chant she picked up from the first death knight.

Decay - Dalaran

As Decay's wounds started to seal up, she groaned. "Light... Painful...", she muttered, and blinked slowly. "Tha... Thank you..."

Alarial--Dalaran Sewers

Alarial nodded to the death knight she was healing, eating more of her energy regenerating herbs. Lyka nuzzled his mistress. "Will you be all right?" she asked the coming to death knight.

Decay - Dalaran

"Yes...", she said weakly. "It hurts more than you could possibly imagine, but I'll be fine."

She tried to stand upright, but failed, and I stead just slid off of the mount. She pulled herself into a sitting position, reclined against a wall.