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sixteenth rune :: death
[Koltira has waited for and wanted this moment ever since the Light-forsaken castle stole him away from Andorhal. The battle today is not like the last attempt; this time Arthas is separated from his pack; this time his demon-woman will not come to rescue him. This time Koltira will not relent until either he or Arthas lies defeated and broken on the ground.
The others have argued for redemption. The woman, Jaina Proudmoore, maintains her faith--to little good, in Koltira's mind. She is not the only one who seems reluctant to deliver swift justice upon Arthas, however, and as Koltira draws Byfrost from his back he considers the great irony of the situation. The castle took him from imprisonment at Sylvanas's hands, but here, in this time and reality, she is one of the few who understands that Arthas must not be afforded mercy. The traitor prince has done nothing to deserve such tender consideration. If Koltira could, he would destroy Arthas permanently; obliterate him; annihilate him.
Such options were, unfortunately, not available to him in Paradisa. Still, their plan would ensure deep suffering on Arthas's part, and Koltira supposes he can live with that.]
Selama ashal'anore.
((OOC: This is the VS ARTHAS post! If you want to take a shot at this guy, here's the place.)
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The others have argued for redemption. The woman, Jaina Proudmoore, maintains her faith--to little good, in Koltira's mind. She is not the only one who seems reluctant to deliver swift justice upon Arthas, however, and as Koltira draws Byfrost from his back he considers the great irony of the situation. The castle took him from imprisonment at Sylvanas's hands, but here, in this time and reality, she is one of the few who understands that Arthas must not be afforded mercy. The traitor prince has done nothing to deserve such tender consideration. If Koltira could, he would destroy Arthas permanently; obliterate him; annihilate him.
Such options were, unfortunately, not available to him in Paradisa. Still, their plan would ensure deep suffering on Arthas's part, and Koltira supposes he can live with that.]
Selama ashal'anore.
((OOC: This is the VS ARTHAS post! If you want to take a shot at this guy, here's the place.)
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Just kidding. But Vereesa is here, ready and waiting for her sister's commanding orders.]
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he was ready ten minutes ago! forever ]
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Alleria is looking resolute as usual, her hood up and her quiver full, her sword already in hand.]
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ROUT
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An ear-piercing scream would break the silence of the castle grounds and overhead would appear a familiar sight to a few of the gathering guests -- Arthas Menethil, mounted on the spine of his faithful steed Invincible (http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101012231852/paradisa/images/7/7f/Invincible.gif), no doubt the source of the horrid cacophony that plagued the airwaves. Blow him charged a horde of at least thirty rotting ghouls, leaping and bounding like rabid dogs, hungry for battle.
No more games. No more waiting. No more being told to be patient. This would be the final stand. He would have them, he would have them all --]
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Koltira's and Sylvanas' presence ruins any semblance of surprise for the team -- the moment they are in sight distance, Arthas knows they are there. And where Koltira and Sylvanas stand together, they stand with warriors and those who would see him fall. A maniacal laugh, deep and echoing, would sound with the roars of the army below. Invincible would turn sharply in the air, the horde following suit in perfect unison.
The horse would scream again, kicking its front limbs as Arthas commanded his legion forward with that horrible blade, posing the charge straight at the gathered group in front of him. And forward the Scourge charges, ready to meet anything that would stand in their way with full force.]
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ATTACK #2
Arthas, however, will not be delivered to them so easily.
While the rest of his horde struggles to reach the ranged fighters, the commander himself dismounts from his steed, leaving it to disappear in a wisp of smoke. As Koltira's horde approaches him, down comes Frostmourne to pierce the ground. From it explodes a burst of frost, covering the ground around them in a thick layer of enchanted ice. The texture doesn't appear to phase the death knight in the least.
Arthas straightens, Frostmourne ready to receive any attacks. The horde seeks to chase down those in the back in order to keep them from piling on their master.]
You are nothing! Come, champions...feed my blade!
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ATTACK #3
These ghouls are headed straight for healers and support -- in addition to those piloting the monster truck machine. The ice remaining did not hinder them -- in fact, some of them are picking up large, jagged pieces to use as makeshift weapons.]
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AT THE BORDER
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yeah. this is it. he can feel the old, familiar combination of adrenaline, fear, and certainty. it's time to bust some heads. in a spiritual sense. he fires up his proton pack and calls out to whoever's volunteered to help him wrangle traps]
Okay, guys, here he comes! Don't open the traps 'till I give the signal! Let everyone push him back!
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PRE-BATTLE
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Just kidding. But Vereesa is here, ready and waiting for her sister's commanding orders.]
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he was ready ten minutes ago! forever ]
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Alleria is looking resolute as usual, her hood up and her quiver full, her sword already in hand.]
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ROUT
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An ear-piercing scream would break the silence of the castle grounds and overhead would appear a familiar sight to a few of the gathering guests -- Arthas Menethil, mounted on the spine of his faithful steed Invincible (http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101012231852/paradisa/images/7/7f/Invincible.gif), no doubt the source of the horrid cacophony that plagued the airwaves. Blow him charged a horde of at least thirty rotting ghouls, leaping and bounding like rabid dogs, hungry for battle.
No more games. No more waiting. No more being told to be patient. This would be the final stand. He would have them, he would have them all --]
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ATTACK #2
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ATTACK #3
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AT THE BORDER
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yeah. this is it. he can feel the old, familiar combination of adrenaline, fear, and certainty. it's time to bust some heads. in a spiritual sense. he fires up his proton pack and calls out to whoever's volunteered to help him wrangle traps]
Okay, guys, here he comes! Don't open the traps 'till I give the signal! Let everyone push him back!
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