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 Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 2:35 pm
"So... Seimok, what do you want to do with this green-skin?" Lilliana asked, Neephom sniffing Teimok curiously through the bars.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 2:42 pm
"I... I - I just can't... ERRAGH! You deal with this, Liliana!" said Seimok, erupting with rage, he hated his weakness, he spat on it, wanted to stomp on it. He ran away because he couldn't, he was only able to look at people as pets - or worse, because of how they plotted against each other. But Teimok had saved him more times than an average orc could count, somewhere over 7. Seimok was ripping small bits of the small amount of hair he had out. He wasn't good with this.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 2:45 pm
"I think I hit a nerve... Green-skin, you will be dealt with later. Neephom, stay. Don't let this orc out of your sight." Lilliana said, glancing at the green-skin with slight digust, she ran after Seimok.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 2:56 pm
"Gah... Liliana... Use your judgement..." Seimok said, trying not to face her. He was being a coward, when he didn't have some sort of advantage he had to run, he didn't want to be seen, he felt like a child again. Even through all of this, all of his rage, his very race, he wasn't able to blame his brother even though he wanted, and knew if he wanted to survive needed to.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 2:59 pm
"Don't be such a wuss. You're an orc for Light's sakes!" Lilliana said, exasperated. "Why do you always run when you see the first sign of a loss?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 3:11 pm
"I am no Orc. I am a Fel Orc... and... Just, I can't... I'd be dead had he not been talented, oh forget it! We should get back on the Battlefield and forget about this..."
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 6:40 am
At that moment the main body of the undead scourge fell upon the defenders of both camps. A veritable tidal wave of rotting flesh. The gnashing teeth, tearing claws, and the terror. Oh the terror. The front wave of ghouls hit first and were, of course, ground to bits, gore everywhere. Out of the steaming chunks of rotten meat strode the second wave. A legion of abominations lumbered forward, a plague of death surrounding there bodies. Theyre twisted faces moved to mimic a human smile and twisted the already grotesque masks even more. After this wave hit, all chaos broke loose as the full body of ghouls and all manner of undead beasts flooded the line.
Hal and the two ethereals stood on the ridge, surveying the carnage. A small smile appeared on the lone demons face. Soon he erupted into laughter and rolled his staff into his hands.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 11:46 am
"Why must you be such a child all the time?" Lilliana sighed, rubbing her temples. "Fine, stay here and freeze." She said, returning to her camp she sat by Neephom, sighing at the sounds of battle and clashing of metal ringing through the air.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:13 pm
Fine, I shall be a child. If being a child means having little weaknesses, or... uhm... having the ability to have someone else deal with your weaknesses. It's not facing your weaknesses that makes you strong in a battlefield, it's destroying your opponents, and exploiting their weaknesses in battle. Just like my brother is doing to me! GRAWWGH! Seimok thought as he rushed, trying to kill the Abominations before they gave the diseases to many others.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:34 pm
"Neephom, go help the dumbass." Lilliana told her felhunter, the 'dog' bounding off the assist Seimok. "Your brother is a strange fel-orc." Lilliana said, looking at Teimok. Yes, she was fraternizing with the enemy, but oh well. Someone to talk to that wasn't like Seimok. Well, exactly like him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:45 pm
"I still think he's truely an orc, red skin or not. However, you do know he's going to kill your little pup, right?" Teimok said as he watched the demon dog head towards Seimok. He wanted to try to plan with her the assassination of Seimok, but he knew she wouldn't want that quite yet. She needed to know him more before truely hating him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:47 pm
"So what? Neephom is expendable. I'll just get another one." Lilliana responded, "You must know nothing about warlocks, eh?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:54 pm
"I know little... Why are there no Fel Orc camps on Northerend?... Or, I have searched, and searched for days and found none..." Teimok asked out of curiosity.
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 3:57 pm
Lilliana looked at him a bit suspiciously, but then deciding his curiosity was genuine, she answered his question. "Fel-orcs just like the heat of Outland more, I guess."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 4:05 pm
"But, I thought that the Fel Orcs are under Illidan's control, and he wants Arthas dead or something..." Not that it matters, he shall fall soon enough. I'm surprised she hasn't killed me already.
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