Arthas Menethil, Champion of the Lich King (
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[PLOT] That's no ordinary rabbit
Date & Time: All day Friday, December 14th and onward.
Location: Initiate Hold
Characters: All
Summary: The plague has taken hold and there are rampant, angry undead critters running around! Better get rid of them quick, before you attract the Scourge Horde.
Warnings: Undead attacks, localized around cute woodland critters.
[The death tolls of all the woodland animals had come around the same time. Some lasted longer than others, but for the most part, it appeared that most of the sickly animals had passed sometime in the middle of the night. The next morning, transports would awaken to find their furry friends looking...well, less than furry. Their eyes glow a sickly yellow, patches of fur fall off their body, and they continuously cry for help.
Help from whom? You?
Or the group of rampaging ghouls charging toward you?]
[ooc: Original plot post is here!. If you would like me to NPC ghoul attacks in your thread, please mark your subject line with three asterisks. (***) Otherwise, feel free to do it amongst yourselves! Please note that I won't be able to NPC threads until tomorrow afternoon.]
Location: Initiate Hold
Characters: All
Summary: The plague has taken hold and there are rampant, angry undead critters running around! Better get rid of them quick, before you attract the Scourge Horde.
Warnings: Undead attacks, localized around cute woodland critters.
[The death tolls of all the woodland animals had come around the same time. Some lasted longer than others, but for the most part, it appeared that most of the sickly animals had passed sometime in the middle of the night. The next morning, transports would awaken to find their furry friends looking...well, less than furry. Their eyes glow a sickly yellow, patches of fur fall off their body, and they continuously cry for help.
Help from whom? You?
Or the group of rampaging ghouls charging toward you?]
[ooc: Original plot post is here!. If you would like me to NPC ghoul attacks in your thread, please mark your subject line with three asterisks. (***) Otherwise, feel free to do it amongst yourselves! Please note that I won't be able to NPC threads until tomorrow afternoon.]
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Blaine started loading the magazines up with bullets as he sat there. Most were full because he had found a safe-ish spot to stop and reload, but he'd gone through two after finding Duncan. The longer he sat the more he thought better of going back out there. If he was going to do more clean up, it would be on the other side of a scope. His rifle was upstairs, so either way he was going to have to go back to his room. "You can always ask me questions. Lord knows I pepper you with plenty of them."
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"I appreciate the offer. When we're not up to our necks in undead, I'll probably take you up on it." He was getting antsy again. There were still people he knew unaccounted for, and he wanted to find them.
"I believe I'm heading back out again," he said, tossing the soiled towels aside in a hamper.
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Blaine lifted his chin. "Be safe. I'm in for the night." He still had his issues with darkness and closed-in spaces and he wasn't going to risk it.
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He nodded. "You as well." He didn't linger, never one for good-byes or see you laters when that wasn't a given.