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    As the druid summoned the winds, the gargoyles that were following Robert hab to struggle not to be blown away by the winds. They kept their altitude though, and tried to continue their attacks on the hunter. With the strong gusts they were unable to use their magic, so they tried to swoop down and attack Roboert with their claws.

    The gargoyle that was descending upon Hobb nearly reached its target being only meters away from the druid. It thew its wings up and extended its claws forward so they would crash into Hobbs side. It let out a loud shriek bracing for impact.

    This all happened unnoticed by Khorianas, who was startled by the rising heat at first. But he felt the magical nature of the fire soon enough. Not that a fire in the middle of a snowstorm would have been unnatural anyways. As the undead shock troopers were burned away , the paladin seized his oportunity. He leaped through the fire, his shield risen before his face, unleashing a fierce battlecry. As he landed behind the burning strip, he caved in another undeads skull with the edge of his shield. He now was close enough to the gargoyle to land the kill. He dropped the shield and let go of the handle of his blade, just to catch it blade down, seconds later. He rose the sword and thrusted it into the grounded Gargoyle's chest. Driving the sword even deeper into his enemy by pushing down on the pommel with his free hand he thoroughly impaled the gargoyle. This reckless move wouldn't be without consequences however. A rusty blade impacted on the paladins's swordarm and had't he been armored, would have cut a deep fleshwound. The bloodknight toppled backwords, unable to hold onto his blade that was stuck in the gargoyle's corpse, while the remaining skelettons were closing in on him.

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    from the top of a cliff nearby, a shadow figure made a slight grin, from atop her steed. the ground decayed slightly by the mere touch from the death knights steed, as it galloped down towards the battle. when close to the paladin, the deathknight jumped down, drew her sword and started chopping away at the skeletons. "you really should be more careful around these parts paladin, you never know what grim ideas the scourge holds for you" she said, while helping Khorianas away from the battle and back to the tower.

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    Aldean's bloodlust was only fueled by the powers around him. He relished every swing and nearly forgot to stay reasonably close to the druid. Aldean took a moment to observe the battlefield and the carnage he and his companions left. The geysers of flame gave him an idea, he dipped his hammers into the heat and watched in awe as they glowed hot and orange. The warrior grinned, "This is going to be a thrill." He began to spin violently towards the undead before him. Hot embers flew in all directions and Aldean struck down many skeletons. The rusted armor and weapons the undead wielded were no match for the blows, being weakened at just a hint of the hammers' glow. After a few moments Aldean felt a cold chill strike his back; this wasn't the winds he had grown accustomed to, this chill could only have meant one thing. He turns towards the Blood Elf and spots the source, a death knight. I hope to hell it's on our side. Damned creature.

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    The bloodknight drew his hunting knife and jammed it between the vertebrae of another skeleton to take its head of. He rammed the knife into the gargoyle next to his sword and twisted its blade to take the pressure of the bastardsword. He was able to remove his sword and retreated towards the death knight. The blood knight sliced away towards the undead and hissed at the death knight. "My resolve made me survive the scourge wars, outland and Nothrend, just loosing an eye, I will keep to my tactics, death knight."

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    ((I'm a human btw xMexyragosX))

    Robert lunged to the right as the two bolts of dark energy collided with the ground were he was. Not overly quick but the smoldering ground implied even a graze could be deadly. He notched another arrow. The winds changed though, Robert couldn't see why but took it as a sign of help. The gargoyles staggered and batted hard against this change. Robert took his time and noted how the winds changed by the edges of the gargoyles thin wings. Adjusting he pulled back and fired. Their new interest in him though he didn't wait to see if it hit and moved closer to the rocks just off the path for coverage.

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    ((Okay, ty for the heads up. ))

    Darren, still casting his fire spells, felt his heart jump as the Blood Knight fell, only to be reassured as he held himself with practiced ease. He noticed the female death knight's approach but did not intervene; merely did his part to keep the undead at bay, casting fireball after fireball.
    When will this endless horde die?!

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    Hobb was genuinly surprised when he saw his new wind spell was as effective as it prooved to be. However he did not have time to gloat, as at the last minute he saw a gargoyle had split from the group, and was diving rapidly towards him, claws extended and shreiking loudly. Hobb knew with his old age he wasn't quick enough to jump out of the way.

    Hobb concentrated and called forth an inner supply of power, instantly his skin started to change, turning to a greeny brown. Just as the gargoyle made impact Hobbs spell had completed and his skin had now entirely turned into a thick layer of bark, and they were both sent tumbling into the snow.

    Looking up Hobb saw the Gargoyle still writhing on the floor, and quickly called forth roots to envelop it as his body complained as Hobb started to make his way to his feet. Ignoring the Gargoyle he looked around the battle field. Noting the arrival of an unatural Death Knight and a Mage of the Kirin Tor.

    The Druid saw the Paladin take a few blows, and unsure if any damage had been done he slowly called upon the rejuvinating powers he knew so well and guided them towards the Paladin.


    ((Just a slow heal over time, no OP back to full health jobby - don't want to ruin the story with super OP healing))

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    "Just watch your back next time, i might not be there to pull your ass out again" replied the Death knight in a calm voice, turned around and started wailing at the undeads who served her former master. she controlled the blade with pinpoint accuracy, counting the deaths of the undead inside her head, she had done this since she broke free of the Lich kings grasp, and was closing in on 2000 by now. "weak pathetic creatures" she whispered softly to the wind, unsure if anyone could hear her, not caring anyways. she called upon a ghoul to help her in combat. soon however she realized the undead of the lich king had surrounded her, she gave another slight grin and summoned her army, and a cursed rune blade to fight by her side, and gave a battle cry only an orc could.

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    Not with the Scourge, then, Darren Frostwhisper thought with only a little reassurance. But who's to say she won't turn on us?
    The brief pause had been enough for him to regain his energy and composure. He was shaking badly, sweat dampening his hair and dripping down his face even though the tempature was bitter cold.
    The archmage's fire spells had proven very effective, but now he noted that the death knight was summoning an army of ghouls. He followed her gaze, and realized why.
    Blast it, he sighed. Turning to the hunter, he said, "At least I'm not alone back here, eh?" The archmage smiled, but then set his face in a look of grim determination.
    There were undead to burn.

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    (( Mehman, try to give a hint on your characters race, Khorianas would have reacted very different to an orc death knight than he would have to a human, which I supposed you are.))

    The Bloodknight joined the orc as she slaughtered the remaining shock troopers, but the remaining 4 gargoyles still where threat to the group. Two of them were attacking Robert, and one was rooted on the ground by Hobbs, while the remaining gargoyle thought about its strategy.

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    Darren, shaking with exhaustion - though he played no part in the physical and gory mess the Blood Knight and the orc were participating in - slumped. His last fireball had obliterated two skeletons - or three; he didn't count, nor did he wish to - but had used up the last remnants of his energy. The Kirin Tor wizard crouched in the snow, gazing at the ongoing, brutal fight with blurred vision.
    He saw four skeletons break off from the slaughter and begin charging towards him, almost as if they sensed his vulnerability. Slowly but with a sharp mind, Darren reached out to the druid . . . the Blood Knight . . . anyone . . .
    Help . . .

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    Hobb took a moment to survey the scene, in the din of battle all coldness had fled from his weary old bones, and he realised that he'd forgotten all about the cold and the snow . . . Looking down at the rooted gargoyle Hobb then turned towards the hunter, who had two of the monstrosities attacking him, after deciding that the paladin and the death knight could probably handle the remaining beast near them. Although the Druid still wasn't sure about the Death Knight, from experience Hobb was never sure if they could be trusted, as they did represent the opposite of all that the Druid kept dear . . .

    Hobb then noticed the mage, previously somehow unseen by him during the battle, unleash a massive fireball towards the scourge and abruptly slump down into the snow, looking weak, and helpless. Hobb thought he felt a nudge against his mind, a plea, almost. . . Looking back to see the Hunter was not in any immediate danger Hobb closed his eyes once more, slowly drawing the power of nature into him, finding it noticeably harder than in the forest where he mades his home. Once the power was swelled up in him, the Druid opened his eyes, looked towards the mage and sent the power forth, hoping to innervate and revitalise the drained mage...

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    Darren, helpless to defend himself, could only watch as the undead came barrelling towards him, deathly weapons raised. A spell was on his lips, but the only thing that came out was a hoarse cry, as they neared.
    Suddenly, he felt magical energies surround and innervate him. He gasped as the sudden power filled him, and then faded away, leaving him feeling refreshed and powerful once again. He felt the druid's consciousness recede from his own, and sent a silent thank-you to the aged tauren.
    Using his regained strength, Darren cried out and raised a hand, sending a barrage of arcane missiles towards the incoming shock troopers. The undead soldiers were blasted to skeletal pieces, and the mage grinned fiercely, now grateful that the druid was here. He directed a spell to the druid - and to the Blood Knight, who fought fiercely with the female orc - adding to their already-powerful abilities.
    Satisfied, Darren murmured a spell, and gestured towards the fallen undeads' rusted swords.
    They shivered and vibrated, at first; then they moved.
    The swords, axes and other various weapons used by the Lich King's minions rose, and hovered into the fray, swinging, chopping and slashing at the undead, adding to the already-vicious mess.
    Darren smirked, feeling his past and childish arrogance rising within him, and nodded in the druid's direction, still grateful.
    Now, he thought, time to end this.

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    ((sorry :P))

    the death knight tired of this fight charged the few remaining skeletons, and with an unseen strength, severed the top half from the bottom half. the death knights sword took a look at her sword after a small chip had broken off during her last swing, it's beginning to break a little, i better repair it once i get the time after the battle. the death knight, always keeping a spare weapon around for situations like this sheathed the sword and drew and an axe looking like it could be forged from saronite, infused with the powerful forces of the undead. the death knight whispered silently in the hopes of the lich king hearing her "i had planned on introducing you to this weapon when i finally enden your pathetic existance, but you get to see it on the battle field before you doom now". she then struck the undeads again, a small shard of what was left of their souls, spilled out with every hit. i rather enjoy this she thought to her self.

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    Darren called upon his mystical powers, and gestured towards one of the two Gargoyles attacking the hunter.
    Another barrage of arcane missiles was launched from his outstretched hand, and collided with the Gargoyle, stunning it.
    "Kezzir ver levoraki," the Kirin Tor wizard chanted, raising both hands, blinking against the snow and trying to concentrate.
    The spirit of an anonymous green dragon suddenly appeared, diving down onto the stunned Gargoyle, its incorporeal claws rending the Gargoyle's stone flesh. The beast shrieked, and Darren launched another blast of missiles at it, reducing it to less than pieces, though even those still trashed about, churning up the snow.
    Darren did not relent.
    Hungering for destruction, arrogance and fury building up inside him, Darren again raised both hands, dismissing the dragon's spirit. Chanting softly again, blue flames were summoned and sparked about in his hands. Gesturing towards the fallen Gargoyle, he immolated what was left of the beast with un-quenchable fire. He watched the remnants of the Gargoyle burn with a satisfied and fierce grin, and turned to the second Gargoyle, still harrowing the hunter, though he looked quite capable of defending himself.
    Darren noticed the other beast, grounded and rooted by the druid's spell, and again the blue flames enveloped his hands.
    Revenge is sweet, Darren thought to himself, delving into the powers he had trained with for years.
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    Rihanna had been flying overhead for a while watching the battle, she wanted to get in on the action but she had been told to wait by the spirits and so she did. She spied a human mage about to strike a fallen gargoyle. "Spirits come on, they are nearly done.. at least let me have one battle" Rihanna felt the spirits of fire and air grant her their boon and she smiled signalling for her drake to fly towards the battle below. Rihanna jumped off the drake and readied her axes as they started to glow with elemental power, she turned to the mage "Sorry mage this one is mine" she smirked and began unleash the elemental powere imbued in her weapons.
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    The Way of the warrior is resolute acceptance of death.

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    Morris was late, as he had stopped by Dalaran to say hello to his childhood friend, now a Kirin Tor mage. He had trouble adjusting to Morris' new body since last time they spoke was when he was alive, his friend was a denizen of the Quel'Lithien Lodge who some of the inhabitants miraculously survived the scourge attack. He bid his high elven friend farewell and mounted his skeletal gryphon to Crusader Pinnacle.

    Morris arrived at the battle scene witnessing Horde and Allaince alike fighting back the scourge "What's this then?" he exclaimed, he swooped down on his gryphon and jumped off. Once on the ground he immediately unsheathed his bow and started flinging shadow engulfed arrows at the soaring gargoyles. A skeletal warrior was about to catch Morris off guard and rushed towards him but the skeletal soldier suddenly collapsed to the floor mid charge, his blue hued eyes extinguished and his bones scattared, Morris heared a familiar growl and he looked behind him to see Plagueclaw, his undead wolven companion chewing the skeletal soldier's leg in his mouth. "Good boy" Morris muttered as he flung more arrows at scourge scum.
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    the Death knight looked around and saw that the last of the ghouls had been defeated, and walked into the tower before the cold got to her, a habbit she had kept from life for no reason, as her bones were already chilled to the extreme. once inside she sat down in a corner, waiting for the rest to join her. she stared into a locket she had around her neck, a slight whisper could be heard in the air.
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    Pockets of hot air can be heard coming from the helmet. Aldean stood in a circle of skeletons, hammers long since cooled. "Haghh--, Hagghh--" He looked up and saw the comfort of the tower before him. Too tired to continue he decides to join the death knight in her rest. It'll be a cold day in hell when I prefer a death knight's company than battle. Good thing Icecrown is exactly that. He walks up the rise and heads towards the tower, aware his comrades are in danger. I won't do much good like this. I have to join as soon as I'm able.

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    The arrival of the goblin shaman had been an interesting turn of events. He was a little upset she had stolen his kill, as he had had something special in mind for it, but in the end, it was another Gargoyle added to the slaughter that they had caused.
    Darren now stood inside the tower with the others, a conjured cinnamon roll in one hand and a cup of wine in the other. He sat in a corner, eating and drinking in silence, watching the others.
    The warrior's armour was spattered with gore and ichor, and his hammers still glowed faintly from his earlier use of Darren's volcanoes. The mage smiled uneasily; it was a surprising yet effective tactic. Darren popped the last bite of cinnamon roll into his mouth and drained his cup, dismissing the adorned and inanimate object.
    Could have been worse, he thought to himself, reclining in the crude wooden chair. It was a tad more comfortable than the icy winds and the ankle-deep snow that was no less frigid.
    "Hmmph," he muttered, suddenly sour. Have any of you seen a small golden coin, perchance?"

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