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Rosaliah--Orgrimmar

Rose brightened considerably when Faron appeared in front of her. "Great! If only we can find some goblins that sell reliable explosives," she replied with a laugh. Karma gave a happy bark, tail wagging furiously.

Willowe--Tanaris

Willowe laughed at Attodormu, shifting into her worgen forming and raising her arms over her head while making a roaring sound, trying to be more imposing than the gangly whelp.

Senisra - Durotar/Cultist Camp

They always tried to trick her into hurting them once they became sheep. With a laugh the mage stepped out the angry sheep's way. "No no Little Sheep!" she scolded the goblin as she picked him up by the scruff of his neck, talking as if to a child. "Let's go take you to Batlek shall we? I'm sure he'd be interested to hear any information you may have." She smiled again as she returned to Batlek and the other leaders, picking up the goblin's gun on the way. If she were lucky, maybe he'd let her do the questioning.

Myriana and Swift - Shattrath/Nagrand

Myri stopped in awe as she took in her first look at Nagrand. "It is beautiful!" she exclaimed as Swift flew past her, trying to catch up to the corehound.

Karzix and Glix - Orgrimmar

Glix tilted her head at Rose's mention of explosives, intrigued. What had those two been up two when they were gone? She glanced over at Karzix when they joined the others and he shrugged.

Vixik - Durotar

Little Sheep? Who the fel did she think she was talking to? As if this wasn't humiliating enough. He let out a growly sort of bleat when Senisra picked him up, not enjoying her tone of voice. He couldn't imagine what these guys would want with some goblin, but he would prefer not to find out. He paused his struggling when the mage picked up his gun, training his eyes on the weapon. He grudgingly calmed himself, deciding to save his energy. The moment this spell wore off, he was getting that gun and filling the elf with holes.

Zaruuk and Threnaad - Shattrath/Nagrand

Zaruuk kept his shoulders low and collar high as they moved to the Nagrand exit through Aldor rise. Last thing he needed was to be noticed here. Thankfully, none of the Aldor seemed to notice him as he moved. Good. He quickly looked to Threnaad to make sure the broken wasn't drawing any attention to them, thankfully Thren seemed to be content in keeping following the group for the moment.
In reality, the Broken had noticed how anxious Zaruuk was acting and had decided not to antagonise him for the moment. There would be time for a reunion later, perhaps when he was a little less sulky. A trip to Nagrand would hopefully fix that, he knew of a certain hillside the mage might want to visit.

As soon as the they stepped through into Nagrand proper, Zaruuk felt his heart flutter. A small whine escaped his lips. He almost jumped as he felt a thick hand clasp onto his shoulder.
"Ky always loved this place." The broken said softly.
"Yeah." Zar nodded, trying to swallow back the pain again. A sad little smile came to him as he recalled all the times they had spent here together. "Do you think we could...?"
"I was planning on it once we get to Magna and Asli's house."
Zar nodded, then turned to stare forward as he followed along after Asli and her husband. The sound of the wind whistling through the grass soothed him more than any Naaru song ever could. The smell of Nagrand? Bliss. Perhaps there was some good to be found in the Outlands after all.

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Lesari - Cult Camp

"I trust that you are more than aware of our little pest problem." Lesari started to speak, her fingers slowly drumming on Crescent Oath's handle. "A certain group of meddlesome adventurers who have had the incredible luck of managing to foul our plans multiple times. I think we need to start doing more to deal with them. Something active, rather than just sitting on our hands while we wait for them to strike again."
The night elf began to pace. "We need to change our tactics in dealing with them. If I may offer some suggestions, my lord, I have a few ideas that could help."

Batlek, Durotar

"We have been making plans of our own. We do intend to deal with the pests. An ambush is in the works at the moment, as well as possible poisoning and others. However, speak your mind."

Azunara
Orgrimmar

Azunara blinked, "Right." She said, flicking her tail, remembering Alarial's occasional use of shadow energy to heal Indi or Decay. "I'm just glad I'm still here." She stated.

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Kozri
Caverns

"At least you're bigger than a whelpling. Imagine if they could pick you up and hug you." Kozri grinned wickedly, then added, "Right. Let's head into the Caverns." There was a hint of worry in the latter sentence. He had left them to face the Infinite, even if they left him to die. And now he was asking for help?

Magna - Nagrand

"Been a while huh Asli?" Magna said with a smile as he continued the trip back home.

Decay - Orgrimmar

"Yes, but you still need to see a priest.", Decay said, turning to point down towards the Cleft of Shadows. "One of my old friends lives down there, if you want his help. Ask for Ven'kambre."

Azunara
Orgrimmar

Azunara looked down at where they had came from skeptically. "Won't he be upset or something, since I was with the Alliance and still am, or look it?"

Decay - Orgrimmar

"He's worked with Alliance before.", Decay said simply. "Just tell him that someone might make him pay for telling the Amani on a band of dragonhunters back in the days if he gives you any trouble."

Attodormu, Caverns of Time

Attodormu looked at Kozri in horror. "No way! No more hugs! Ergh..." He shook his head, then jumped off of Kozri's shoulders to land on the ground. He trotted after the group, grinning from horn to stubby horn. He couldn't wait to see what his brothers thought when he escorted Kozridormu in! He completely disregarded the slightly nervous look on Kozri's face.

Faron, Orgrimmar

"Explosives? Sounds like something you'd plan." He looked around, wrinkling his nose. The slums smelled awful. "Ugh, smells like a Faceless's armpit here."

Decay - Orgrimmar

"Not even close.", Decay replied absent-mindedly to Faron.

Kozri
Caverns of Time

Kozri followed after the whelp, getting ready to drop his spell in case any of his Flight picked a fight.

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Azunara
Orgrimmar

"Right." She said, flicking her tail. Well. It had helped Indi and Decay, so it couldn't hurt, right? "You guys get the explosives, I'll talk to this shadow priest?" She asked.

Asliasa
Nagrand

Asli grinned and nodded, taking in a deep breath. She looked at Magna and smiled, giving him a little push before she ran ahead. She couldn't wait to get home. Soshi looked away from Arbennig and Swift and took off after Asli.

Iocha and Banet
Tanaris

Iocha followed after Kozri, still quiet. She glanced over at Banet as the warlock started to talk to her demon, a fairly amused look on her face as the two argued about the heat.

Lesari - Cult Camp

Lesari inclined her head at his words. "Good that I managed to catch you now then.
"First and foremost, we need to stop capturing and holding them prisoner. I care not for torture on the best of days, but twice now have our victims escaped from us. That's, on my count, three of their group we could have killed and not worried about ever again. Four if you include their ghost cat, but we never really captured her. We need to implement a policy of killing any of these adventurers that manages to wander into our camp. It's just not worth keeping them alive.
"Secondly, we need intel on their movements and actions. Planning a trap is all well and good, but unless we can be sure they are going to fall for it, then it's useless. Not to mention they have been setting up their own traps for us as of recently. We need someone to walk among their ranks, spy on them and report back to you when they plan something."

Glix and Karzix - Orgrimmar

The two goblins gave Faron and Decay blank looks.
"It does?" Glix glanced around, inhaling deeply. Sure, it wasn't fantastic, but it was better than some spots on Kezan. She shrugged to herself.

Magna - Nagrand

Magna chuckled and chased her. Arbennig began running after them.

Batlek, Durotar

"Agreed. The second point, however, will be difficult. Yes, they seem trusting enough - they accepted the mutt, Faron, into their ranks after all. However, they now know most of the faces at the camps, and of our ranks, there are many that are - ah... recognizably Cultists. Rather, completely insane."

Faron, Orgrimmar

Faron scaped a paw over his nose. "Much worse, you're right. Rotting silithid, too, and worm bile. Gods, Silithus was awful." He blinked at the goblins. "Do you goblins have noses?"

Decay - Orgrimmar

"No. This is a patch of roses compared to a Faceless' armpit.", Decay said simply. "Those I would have no idea about, though. I'm assuming a silithid is some kind of rancid meat thing?"

Faron, Orgrimmar

"Large insects. Smell a bit like mold, vinegar and bile when they've sat out in the sun for too long." He grimaced. "Though it might be this new damned body. This nose is a mixed blessing."