Fury of the Twilight Clan

[TygerDarkstorm]

Willowe and Rosaliah--Kharanos

Willowe was on her paws immediately when she heard the scratching at the door. When it was opened to reveal a lone Swift, the druid dashed out into the night towards the Cultist Camp. She berated herself for not leaving earlier when she felt the first signs of worry.

After seeing the druid dash away anxiously Rose stood up to follow, only to realize she didn't have a gun, bow, or crossbow to use. This put her in a predicament since she was primarily a sniper. "Fel!" she cursed quietly.

[Kamalia]

Karzix - Dun Morogh

Karzix clenched his fists. He grabbed onto Arbennig and hoisted himself up onto his back. He pulled the hood of his cloak up, shielding his face from the wind and snow. He leaned to the side, searching for any sign of either the Cultist's camp or Myri, Kozri and Glix through the blizzard.

[Serendipity82]

((it's basically a blizzard outside, but then..Willowe is a worgen, she's not going to be phased by such things.))

Senisra and Myriana - camp

The mage didn't bother waiting for Batlek to answer. Instead she stated, surprisingly patiently, "I would suggest, with all respect, that we move the camp as soon as possible. You would probably like to question the prisoners, and that would best be done if their friends didn't come charging in to rescue them. Which they are more than likely to do soon." She looked around at the swirling snow, hoping it would at least slow her little Draenei's friends down.

Myri started to twitch as she once again started to regain consciousness.

Swift - Kharanos

The fox pointed in the direction Willowe had taken.

[Magnakilro]

Magna - Dun Morogh

Magna nodded, and told Arbennig to run full speed in the direction Willowe took.

[TygerDarkstorm]

((She can still dash into the night. You can try running through a blizzard. Besides, I was eating and not putting a lot of effort in the post because it's hard to eat and type. Proper post soon.))

[TygerDarkstorm]

((Kk, proper post.))

Willowe--Dun Morogh

Curse this bloodied storm. The druid began wishing she was a shaman or something that could manipulate the elements. Willowe was dashing as fast as she could, but it just didn't feel fast enough. It didn't help that she was reduced to having to rely on scent alone to guide her back to the camp either. She hoped dearly that the others were still alive.

After what felt like an eternity she reached the edge of the Cultist Camp. Lifting her nose, she thought she could smell Kozri on the wind. The druid began follwing the scent, gasping as she stumbled upon an injured Kozri. Immediately she shifted back to her worgen form and began healing the drake.

Rosaliah--Kharanos

Rose began pacing, trying to figure out how she could help those she owed a debt to. Looking around the room, she noticed Tenrav passed out drunk, a gun and ammo loaded across his back. That would have to do. Unfortunately it also meant that she probably wouldn't have any of her special rounds. Considering the blizzard outside, sniping was probably out of the question anyway so she would have to make use of her more animal based skills ((gogo spec swap to BM XD)).

Calling her pets to her, Serenity wafted over to Rose and wriggled under the hunter's hood to settle on her head while Karma trailed at Rose's heels. The three set off into the stormy night, trudging their way back to the camp.

Sabra--Cultist Camp

Sabra wandered amongst the beast cages, trying to decide which one she wanted to serve her. So many of them cowered at her presence that it was like staring her imp in the face. No...she didn't want any of those. A servant like that would be less than useless.

As she walked by one cage, claws suddenly appeared through the bars, lunging at the troll. Eyes lighting up in excitement, Sabra crouched down in front of the cage. Claws came slashing at her once more, followed by a loud screech. The warlock chuckled at the raptor, studying its bright purple body, bright blue stomach, and darker purple bony spikes and ridges. "You be purty," Sabra murmured, earning a snap of the creatures jaws.

Standing up, she called out, "Fadah! I be findin' da one I want!"

[Serendipity82]

((needed to add something and edit))

Myriana and Senisra - Camp

The elf mage kept her expression neutral as she heard the Brat call out to her papa. Her goal here was to behave herself so that Batlek would agree to her plan of getting away. She had a funny feeling that the hunter's friends weren't far behind. Damn that little green rat for distracting her from the fox...Oh the fox. It was a sign the draenei was meant to be hers.

Myriana was once more fully conscious ,though her head hurt and she was beyond cold. She let out a low groan of pain before giving the mage and troll a baleful glare. "Let. Me. Go." she struggled against the bonds that held her, sending snow flying, though Senisra had tied them so well, the only way she'd get free was if they were cut. Or burned off.

The mage turned when she heard the draenei speak. "Oh, you're awake. And your voice is as pretty as you look." Myri continued to glare at the mage, though there was a flash of terror in her silvery eyes.

Senisra grinned sadistically. Oh this one was going to be a challenge. She bent down, holding Myri's head firmly in one hand despite the hunter's struggles. She caressed the draenei's face, brushing away some snow that stuck to it, an infatuated look on the elf's face. Myri spat at Senisra's face, getting the mage right in the eye. "When I am free, you will wish you never laid eyes on me!" the hunter threatened. Senisra only smiled sweetly as she wiped the spit from her face, then grabbed another one of the sensitive tenrils behind Myri's ears and burned it, making the draenei scream. Senisra chuckled. "Oh darling, if you think this is bad, you're going to be in for a lovely surprise!"

[Moonlost]

((Urgh, just realised I completely missed Indi's responce a while back. My bad, I fail. >.<
Also, Zaruuk says to Senisra: "Bring it bitch."))

Zaruuk - Ironforge

"Aye. I cannot imagine that retrieving this priest friend of yours would have taken much time." Zaruuk nodded, stating off towards Ironforge's enterance.

((Mind if I use a little bronze dragon devilsaur magic to get them to the rest of the group? If I hadn't failed at noticing posts, I imagine they'd be there now already.))

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Jraak and Lesari - Camp

The Arakkoa followed after the flockmage, yellow eyes glaring at the unconsious green rat. He placed a taloned foot on her back as she was thrown to the ground, plumage fluffed up. He could not wait to see this mammal drained and infused. Perhaps they would use her powers for another bird? That would be poetic. He clicked his beak in excitement at the thought.

Lesari watched the two intruders beign dragged off, disappointed that the more skilled of their little troupe hadn't been around. She um-melded from the shadows, moving over to look at the Bronze dragon. So he took human form. Interesting. She turned to look for Lightfur. Seeing the tauren druid nearby, the walked over to him. He seemed the least crazy out of all crazies in this camp.
"Sir, may request some healing from you." She asked, showing the druid her frostbitten fingers.

[TygerDarkstorm]

((Bronze devilsaur magic away.
Also: I apologize if I'm slow to answer; doing a dungeon in Rift.))

[TygerDarkstorm]

((Last post before bed. Implementing some bronze devilsaur magic. *poof*))

Indigosa--Dun Morogh

They arrived in Kharanos to see Willowe and then Rose running off into the blizzard. Panic immediately welled in Indi--something was wrong. "I think we need to get to that camp," she commented to Zaruuk, her body already tensed for combat as she began heading in the direction she saw the others going. She hoped the draenei would be okay in the blizzard; the cold bothered her little, but she worried he would get chilled to the bone.

"If you start getting too cold, let me know and I can heat your blood," she called back over her shoulder to the mage.

[Moonlost]

Zaruuk - Kharanos

Zaruuk hovered his arm over his eyes, trying to see past all this damned snow. Yes, trying to get back to Kharanos while a blizzard storms around you, brilliant idea Zaruuk. The book was now stashed inside a pouch on the inside of his his coat. He just wished the rest of him was as safely tucked in. He looked up when Indi called out, blinking though the snow to try and see what was happening. He didn't like the looks of this either. Curse those warlocks and their damned contrary ways. If it weren't for all that crap he had to go through, they would have been back hours ago.
"Agreed, and will do." He called back to the death knight. There was something so strange, and slightly amusing, over having a death knight boil your blood to keep you warm in a blizzard. Whatever worked, he supposed.
He could see a few points of light in the distance. That had to be the camp. Or at least he hoped so.

[Azunara]

Kozri
Cultist Camp

Kozri, in a state of somewhat there, had been thinking over the fact that he was probably going to die. Well, part of him. The other part was back in the Caverns, a whelpling again, playing in the nice, warm, beautiful heat with his other hatchling mates. Fel. The stupid cold was hurting, he couldn't even tell the extent of his wounds at this point. He could be bleeding out, right now, for all he knew, and he was going to di-

Wait. It wasn't as cold anymore. Pain came crashing back, but with it, there was the slight feel of relief as something was warming him up. He managed to open an eye and saw something large and gray by his face. His vision cleared and he noticed Willowe. "Wha-?" He croaked. "Myri. Glix. In camp. They're hurt badly too. Have to help them." He managed, hissing in pain. This was not fun.

[Saturo]

Decay - Dun Morogh

"Well done!", Decay exclaimed upon seeing the druid's bolt. SHe hadn't been expecting much, really, and that was more than she had thought the druid would accomplish. She looked down in surprise as Swift flew past her. She sighed with exhaustion. Never a dull moment.

[Azunara]

Azunara
Dun Morogh

Azunara beamed with success, lashing her tail and looking extremely proud. She blinked as Swift rushed past. "Think something is going on? And should we help?" She asked, watching him go.

[Saturo]

Decay - Dun Morogh

"I am so sick of all the fighting.", Decay said. "But I suppose we should."

[Azunara]

Azunara
Dun Morogh

Azu didn't seem as bothered by the idea of fighting, and trotted along the way back. She scowled as some sort of snowstorm set in, but the cold didn't bother her much. Her lack of visibility was slightly annoying, but she more or less knew the way back. They -had- been heading straight.

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Kozri
Cultist Camp

Kozri scowled, trying to lurch up onto his feet. The healing had helped, starting to feel a bit better and less like death. He still wasn't in any state to stage a rescue, but he'd worry about that later. Preferably after the rescue. He growled in frustration as his paws refused to listen to him.

[Saturo]

Decay - Dun Morogh

"So, what's the plan?", Decay asked as she followed Azu. The snow was annoying, so she focused up a barrier to keep it away from them.

[Lupis]

Batlek and Lightfur, Cultist Camp

Batlek nodded simply at Senisra. "Yes, we will move camps momentarily. We head next to Teldrassil. Our Plague cultist awaits us." He looked towards Sabra, disregarding the growing blizzard, and moved towards her. "Yes. Share its power and it will be yours. Quickly, we move soon."

Lightfur growled furiously as the blizzard picked up. It was completely destroying his senses. To keep his body heat he shifted to cat form. Nose to the ground, he slowly picked up the dragon's scent, moving towards the scent.
The faint scent of worgen - the worgen druid - made him perk up his ears. Her again? He couldn't hope to see her or hear her, though, and the blizzard was greatly limiting his sense of smell...

Faron, Kharanos/Dun Morogh

Faron got to his feet and sprinted after Rose, growling to himself. Off to fight again. Wonderful.

[Azunara]

Azunara
Dun Morogh

"Return to Kharanos and find out what's going on? That's the direction I'm guessing Swift was going on, since he went straight." She said.

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Kozri
Cultist Camp

Kozri snarled in frustration, flopping back down on his side. "As it stands, I'm dead weight. Go help Myri and Glix or something," He said, "Blizzard should keep me hidden till the rest of the healing takes. Hopefully."

[Saturo]

Decay - Dun Morogh

"Sounds good.", the death knight said, expanding the barrier a bit to allow them to see further ahead.