Next Roleplay is:
6:00 PM EST, Sunday Aug 14th, Draynor Market
''The Edicts have returned.'' A figure spoke, her cultist mask hiding her dark red robes, otherwise not dissimilar from that of a Druid. ''But our plan remains unchanged.''
The Kinshra knight bowed her head, she may be a captain, but to a peer this was respect, even as said peer deserved none.
''Are we with Bilrach, or K'ril Tsutsaroth?'' She finally asked. Quick to the point, no more beating around the bush.
''The Lord has not yet decided, Sadia. Best not let your ties to Daqarius and Lady Moia cloud your loyalties to the Shadowbrand. Lest we not forget your failure at Giant's Hill.''
She tensed. The Kinshra glared at the Chaos Druid, both faces hidden by their respective masks, but Sadia knew there was a sneer behind her rival's. ''We did not expect the Knight of Butterflies. Nor her mutt. That isn't even counting the so-called Fearghal Bane. Speaking of her, is it not odd that none of your coven dared go near her territory?''
''Enough!'' The sound of talons on the floor marked her presence. Luxuria the Darksister, acting commander of the Shadowbrand forces. ''Your duty, is to the Lord. First and foremost. Bickering will get naught done.''
''Where do we begin?'' Sadia asked. She was nervous, cold sweat in her armour. She did not know what her Lord would ask of her, now.
''Where do we continue? '' The Fearghal Druid returned the question with a sneer, her tongue as venomous as the poison she concocts.
''Toward Triumph.'' Luxuria finally added, drawing her blades. ''For the fury, for the might of our lord; in the name of His glory.''
GMs: Lady Airlea/Nat (Point), Wizard Ovi, Wizered
''The Edicts have returned.'' A figure spoke, her cultist mask hiding her dark red robes, otherwise not dissimilar from that of a Druid. ''But our plan remains unchanged.''
The Kinshra knight bowed her head, she may be a captain, but to a peer this was respect, even as said peer deserved none.
''Are we with Bilrach, or K'ril Tsutsaroth?'' She finally asked. Quick to the point, no more beating around the bush.
''The Lord has not yet decided, Sadia. Best not let your ties to Daqarius and Lady Moia cloud your loyalties to the Shadowbrand. Lest we not forget your failure at Giant's Hill.''
She tensed. The Kinshra glared at the Chaos Druid, both faces hidden by their respective masks, but Sadia knew there was a sneer behind her rival's. ''We did not expect the Knight of Butterflies. Nor her mutt. That isn't even counting the so-called Fearghal Bane. Speaking of her, is it not odd that none of your coven dared go near her territory?''
''Enough!'' The sound of talons on the floor marked her presence. Luxuria the Darksister, acting commander of the Shadowbrand forces. ''Your duty, is to the Lord. First and foremost. Bickering will get naught done.''
''Where do we begin?'' Sadia asked. She was nervous, cold sweat in her armour. She did not know what her Lord would ask of her, now.
''Where do we continue? '' The Fearghal Druid returned the question with a sneer, her tongue as venomous as the poison she concocts.
''Toward Triumph.'' Luxuria finally added, drawing her blades. ''For the fury, for the might of our lord; in the name of His glory.''
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GMs: Lady Airlea/Nat (Point), Wizard Ovi, Wizered
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09-Jul-2022 16:29:11 - Last edited on 14-Aug-2022 04:28:52 by Lady Airlea