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    Vetreth stood in thought for a few seconds. "There is one thing on my mind Ironhammer" He paused for a second before continuing."I'm curious as to what your interests, as a dwarf, in this area are? Knowing the order as I do I'm sure there are other more... high profile... matters that they would prefer to attend to? Vetreth stared at the dwarf as he said this.

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    Duronos raised an eyebrow. "I'm here to help people who can't help themselves. That's a big part o' being a member of the Church. I just do it through destroyin' evil. No task is ever too small for one to wish to help." said the dwarf, in a calm, practiced tone. Of course, that wasn't the entirety of his reason of being there, but none of them would know that. Even his superiors didn't ask questions when he jumped at the chance to kill some warlocks... of course they wouldn't, they bought the story, just like everyone else would... and why wouldn't they? It's the truth... though only part of it.

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    Lou Shen turned towards Vetreth, "What does it matter why he is here? I come from much farther away than he. Am I under suspicion as well? We've all come to deal with a universal threat and I say we stop this bickering and get to it. The sooner we get the task at hand figured out the better." He then turned to Duronos, "Point the way."

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    Removing her glaive and twirling around in one hand, she brought it down upon the earth, as arcane sparks shot off the impact area, releasing a sharp pinging sound.

    "Hush your petty conflicts!", she shrieked. "There are more pressing matters at hand. You can full well argue after we have dealt with that which has been tasked to us.", she growled, evidently unamused by the bickering between her.. companions.

    Nodding in agreement with the pandaren, she looked to Duronos for direction.

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    Vetreth rolled his eyes. "Of course it matters why anyone's here. I like to know the motives of who I'm with working with. The rest of you I can hazard a guess at. People looking for gold or glory are reliable, you know why they're here and how far they're typically willing to go. It's the unknowns that make me uneasy." He turned back to Duronos. "Decades of fighting "to destroy evil" have made me naturally suspicious of anyone who fights under that banner. But I'll take you at face value."For now... He thought to himself.

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    Ryan finished writing a few more scribbles. Mostly about his companions he found as they had a distinct lack of information about this Arcadius Delmhollow. Nehlya seemed heated, but then again I would be too if it was my friends slaughtered as this madman fled the city. Each one seemed to be set in their own ways, which suited Ryan fine. Solo was when he did his best work. For now he let the chatter continue, content to listen and watch. He drew The Book of Lost Souls back out from its holder and began to review more of the dark rune work within it's pages. <"Ready Duronos,"> he answered in dwarven.
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    "Do not think because I am devilishly handsome military aged male that I haven't had my tussles with the likes of warlock." Faust lifted the armor on his right shoulder than pushed the chain mail up to reveal a large patch of darken skin, obviously a victim of fel magic "tried to hit me in the gold maker." Faust smiled then pointed to his face. "regrettably for him my spear and feet are almost as fast as my tongue." Faust waved his hand dismissively,"enough banter though let's get this road on the show...or something like that."

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    The old dwarf kept silent throughout this. He tried to keep closer to Duronos and the spellbreaker if possible. Those two seemed the most reliable as of now. He then adressed Vetreth. "I'm here because I want to rid the world of those who shouldn't walk it, and as I personally don't see all of the horde among those I keep to hunting fel magic practitioners and necromancers, to put a new notch on my rifle's handle." The dwarf turned around to the spellbreaker "And I must agree with the lass and the pandaren. If we can't keep together and focused we will all end up in soulstones." When he stressed the word focus he shot a look at Faust.

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    Duronos sighed. "Boy, if it weren't for the fact that we need as many people as we can for this, I'd knock you out and leave you here by your lonesome while we go off and do our duty. There's a time and place for everythin'... This is not a time for light-hearted shenanigans."

    The paladin motioned towards the road. "Come on. We've got work te do."

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    Faust grinned wickedly at the dwarves comment,"Do not fear, you will grow to love me. I am more than ready to start this adventure. Oh I got plenty of FOCUS also." He shot a dirty look at the old dwarf with the pipe and then propped his spear up on his shoulder and began to follow Durono's hand motion.

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    "Very well then.", she spoke, returning to a pose of grace and elegance, yet she still held her glaive in hand, encase her companions stepped out of line again. She would not be so.. generous if they were to do so again. Both short-lived and short-sighted, she sighed.

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    Vetreth's followed the dwarf's motion with his eyes and nodded before falling into step behind him, his right hand firmly clutched onto his staff as he hobbled along the road.
    He was not entirely convinced by the group bu if he was to have any chance trying to make up for years of neglect he was going to have to trust them. The thought did not exactly fill him with confidence.

    He looked over at Eldrin and hobbled closer to him. "You look like you've seen your fair share of combat." Vetreth stated, trying to get a feel for the old dwarf. He felt more comfortable around people who had survived so much bloodshed.

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    "Right then." Duronus muttered, as he led the way into Westfall, and ever closer to danger.

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    The group had made it to the edge of the village where Delmhollow supposedly was. It was a small farming village; there was only the blacksmith, the tanner, the general store, a barn, the meeting hall, and a couple small thatched-roof houses, surrounded by acres of grain. The air about them had a terrible stench, that of burnt flesh, which was understandable considering what was going on here. The group, save Duronos was hidden from sight by a large hill. The dwarf was slightly ahead of them to view the lay of the land.

    He returned to the rest of the group. "Alright... there's twelve buildin's altogether... seven of 'em are houses. First thing's first, we need to get any survivors outta here, if we can. Then, we go and find the entrance to the warlock's lair... It's not gunna be in an obvious spot like in a buildin' proper. No there's going to be some hidden passageway in one of them buildings that LEADS to the lair..."

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    Lou Shen nodded as Duronos explained the situation. He whispered not to arouse suspiscion from the warlocks that were surely on the lookout. "I'll take the meeting hall, plenty of room for me to use my spear should trouble come." However, a thought came creeping over his mind. The idea amused him, but also pointed to him his mortality. The one thing that would truly end his career as a warrior. Also, I'm rather fat.

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    Ryan smirked. Breezehill was indeed a little town but until now nothing in particular interesting happened there. He had passed through a few times on to more important villages and towns. He searched his mind and the town came into focus. Buildings weren't close but the center was tight. Not ideal for a day time sneak but it would have to do. He quickly undid the straps on the inside of his cloak and twirled it off and around to the reverse side. With only a quick glance one could see a number of knives, 4 books strapped on a few different belts crisscrossing his chest and extremities, a few vials and all to a very athletic figure; not average for a normal man of his age. Within a few seconds Ryan was now cloaked in rough deep wheat colors and already blending into the hill. "Breezehill is quite a small village. Barely worth noticing. Actually quite a clever spot for warlock clut. Not far enough to warrant military action but also close enough to ensure the citizens aren't quite as un-educated or superstitious to notice them right away. Troubling they would wipe out the local population and give up such a nice location, but that's not important now. I've only passed through here a few times but the blacksmith, two houses, the general store, and the meeting hall are all in the center of the town. A bit of room in between each but I wouldn't be caught in the center as they all face a communal well. The few houses and the tanner are a few more meters out with a lot of open space. One house sits near a barn to the north. Grain is in full bloom right now so if you use it for cover stay low." Ryan paused for a moment, thinking. "Yeah that's all. Sorry I never really stopped here. Anyways here is were I leave you all for the moment." He flipped up the hood of his cloak and pulled a cloth mask up to his eyes that matched his cloak while walking to the nearest field that bordered the town. "I'll cover the tannery and meet back up." Then disappeared into the field of wheat. A few stalks shook and within a meter nothing could be seen of him. Nothing smells worse than that lime mixture they use...not even dead bodies...A perfect place to hide, Ryan thought as he made his way through the field.

    (( to be clear here I based all this knowledge through occ chats with the madgod. ))
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    "Well, how about I give you guys a distraction. I will find some wild life and smear its blood all over and hobble my way into town using my polearm as a makeshift cane. It's either that or I start a "controlled burn" Faust made the quotation mark hand motion implying that he may not have the most controlled of burns in store.

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    "I said we need to look for survivors, not ensure that there aren't any at all." Duronos growled. "If they'll be anywhere, they'll be in their homes. Th' streets are deserted, so the warlocks are prolly still in their lair. This is the best chance we've got to make sure that any civilians who survived can get outta here before things gets ugly... And we want as little property damage as we can. This isn't a permanent relocation."

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    "You got it boss I will start pulling civilians out while they search for leads as too a lair."Faust did one last preliminary examine on his gear prepared to start the extract on the commanders call. "If you see them before I do, tell them to find the handsome one for a safe escort out." Faust was grinning from ear to ear, mostly because he knew how much his last comment would upset the old timers.

    ((Trying to work a different angle than I have used with any of my other characters with Faust, in a way I suppose I am trying to have him come off as an almost comedic anti-hero. Pretty new rper trying to play varsity ball with you guys so I am more than open to comments and criticism. Still pretty knew so be gentle ))

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    Nodding, Lou Shen departed through the seemingly endless rows of wheat. A golden plant that reminded him of the rich grasslands within the Vale of Eternal Blossoms; but in a way even more beautiful. He did as he could to be stealthy while he approached the town hall from the hillside. Shen also tried to keep an eye on the human, Ryan Tate's progress. The town center approached, but a lack of golden trees made the warrior second guess his infiltration. If I go through here, the operation could be compromised. Hmm... He looked to his left and spotted more wheat he could traverse. I suppose I'll take the long way. Save for not being discovered so soon. He continued through the plants until he reached the rear of the town hall; a passage inside was apparent. There was no door, as if there had been one, but ripped from it's hinges. Slowly... I still have no idea what a warlock is... slowly... He prepared to enter the hall.
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    Looking around at the desolate town, Nehlya nodded at Duronos. "I'll check the barn for any steeds, so that we can ferry the civilians out with haste.", she spoke in turn, darting out from behind the mound towards the town of Breezehill.

    The barn was large and noticeable, a great shadow being cast by the imposing structure. The wood from which it has been constructed looked weathered, a sign that it was not recently constructed, yet it still seemed sturdy. As the wind blew, slight creaking emanated from it. Slowly, she approached the locked door, glaive in one hand and her shield strapped to her arm.. Placing the curved end of her glaive beneath the metal lock, she swiftly pushed down on it, attempting to force it open. Two sharp thrusts was all it took. The lock first came loose on one end, and then popped right off.

    Cautiously, she pulled the door open, the light still unable to penetrate the darkness within. Shield up, she looked for any signs of life.

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