Welcome to my RP Story, this is based off a RP i did earlier, but it might end differently. Before we start, i would like to point out that:
1. Lets try to keep this going for a while, so don't try and end it quickly!
2. Like in most RP's, if there's a fight, don't make one person instantly kill the other.
3. Keep the Swearing to a minimum.
Alright, i'll start it, and i'll let you all continue it.
Through the dense, sandy fog of Tanaris, a Human Male treks slowly through the invisible path, not knowing where he is going. "Where am I..." The man asks himself in a weakened voice. He continues his long journey until he finds a small cavern, and hides in there. He finds rocks and an unlit fireplace, with cobwebbed skeletons nearby it. He uses the Rocks to make a fire, and tries to keep warm, still in question where he was, and why. The next morning, the Sandstorm died down, and it's clear, but the scorching hot sun could burn the thick flesh of a Dragon. The man slowly emerges from the cave, and finds a Tall, blue Night Elf, wandering through the Desert. "H-hello? Is anyone out there?" the Man yells at the Elf. "Who are you?" the Elf replies after a brief silence. "I'm Jacop. I was just hiding in that cave until the Storm died down." The Man replies. "Greetings. I am Thelvone, I, too, am lost out here." The Elf speaks with a raspy voice, obviously due to exhaustion. "Here, come in my shelter. It's not much, but it'll have to do." Jacop offers. "Much gratitude, Human." Thelvone bows graciously and enters the Cavern, making sure not to knock down the fragile rocks, causing a cave-in. Jacop and Thelvone sit down at the Fire, which Jacop re-lit after it nearly burning out. "So, Thelvone, do you remember how or why you got here?" Jacop asks Thelvone. "No, it's like my entire memory is erased. Do you?" Thelvone replies, holding his head as if he had a mild headache. "No. It's so strange..." Jacop ponders over the situation for quite a while, and Thelvone breaks the silence. "So, what did you do before all this happened?" "I owned an Antiques store in Stormwind. I sold relics, ancient armor, legendary weapons, and much more. You?" "I was an Alchemy Trainer, i taught young alchemist all i knew." Thelvone sighs, "Unfortunantly, now, I can't do any of that since I don't have my Bag of Herbs." Jacop pats Thelvone on the back, "Don't worry, Thelvone. We'll be out of here before you know it!"
Will they? That is up for you to decided. Continue the story, and let us find out what happens to Jacop and Thelvone!