Maegannon
07-20-2006, 07:13 AM
((Well, I wrote it, because he's a lazy ass, but he posted it, and we want some in character responses! We sat all day long in the ques for bgs while we leveled, and we're not a power leveling guild, so we're all bored and fustrated.. Thus, the battle of Darkshire/Redrige begins! The post can be found here (http://forums.worldofwarcraft.com/thread.aspx?fn=wow-realm-theventureco&t=5112&p=1&tmp=1#post5112)))
Awkar Blackhoof looks around at his guild. He called them to them, and they came to the Citadel, the Dark Citadel.
He grinned, his smile as twisted as his thoughts.
"I called you here, to make a simple announcement."
His guild-members watched on in silence. He spotted the violet haired twins in the croud, the blood thirsty Tigersbane sisters, the Priestess and the Rogue. They were watching him with loyal eyes and big smiles. He winked at them.
"Thrall wishes that we keep our aggressions towards the Alliance to the wargames of the gulch and the basin.. but the Alliance refuse to come and play. I for one, am tired of waiting. I know I do not speak for just myself in this." Awkar stomped his hoof, causing the floor of the citadel shake.
"It is time, to bring the fight to them.. If they don't want to come and play the games of war, we will bring to them a game of our very own." He grinned wickedly.
"To Duskwood"
With peircing howls, and rage-filled screams, his guild jumped, not stood, and began their journey.
Awkar Blackhoof looks around at his guild. He called them to them, and they came to the Citadel, the Dark Citadel.
He grinned, his smile as twisted as his thoughts.
"I called you here, to make a simple announcement."
His guild-members watched on in silence. He spotted the violet haired twins in the croud, the blood thirsty Tigersbane sisters, the Priestess and the Rogue. They were watching him with loyal eyes and big smiles. He winked at them.
"Thrall wishes that we keep our aggressions towards the Alliance to the wargames of the gulch and the basin.. but the Alliance refuse to come and play. I for one, am tired of waiting. I know I do not speak for just myself in this." Awkar stomped his hoof, causing the floor of the citadel shake.
"It is time, to bring the fight to them.. If they don't want to come and play the games of war, we will bring to them a game of our very own." He grinned wickedly.
"To Duskwood"
With peircing howls, and rage-filled screams, his guild jumped, not stood, and began their journey.