Requests

A certain bastard asks, “…are you going to post some RP about your Mains on this blog or what?”

Well I might. You never know when something will strike.

This has been a rough stressful week, so I don’t know if I can bring up a tale around Ghaar my shaman. But I’ll do my best.

This week’s Anna’s Friday Five-Hundred is called Alleyways.

Someone is walking through a back alley in a Major City, and they are mugged.  What happens to them?  What happens to the mugger?”

This isn’t exactly in the intended vein I expect, but it’s what my fingers came up with.

“Ok skinny, gimmie all you’ve got!”

“I don’t have anything to give you.”

Hearing this, Gharr pauses as he’s passing by an alleyway and peeks in. There’s a goblin brandishing this knife and some poor Sin’dorei looking scared. With all the attention on the war effort in Northrend, crime like this has been on the rise. Calling upon the power of the spirits Gharr steps into the alleyway to put an end to it.

The goblin doesn’t look away from his prey until Gharr is almost on top of them. He turns sees the angry orc and flees down the alley.

“Are you going to be ok?” Gharr asks, the elf.

“I am now,” she responds, and hands Gharr a piece of paper.

As Gharr looks at the note, she gets up and bolts down the alley in the same direction as the goblin vanished.

His breath catches as he reads a note written in his own handwriting, ‘What do you do, when you’re not watching?

In the around the corner there are a pair of screams which are quickly cut off. Gharr runs around the corner and finds the bodies of the goblin and the Sin’dorei. The stench of death is already in the air.

The guards come around the corner and point their weapons at Gharr. “You will come with us.”

 

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Is this a flashback story, or are we going to have to kick the hussy’s ass again?

 

The hussy is gone, but there was another character involved way back when.

 

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