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My pc is dead, hence why I've been away. I'd transfer in a heartbeat tbh. Kinda tempted to move one of my rogues over and start a guild of me own.

very good read, are Koz's kiddies actually in game yet?

i like this, when i log in i'm gonna see if you can give me a quick demonstration if thats ok

Kaîgron - Sub rogue
been away from the game for awhile so rusty as hell!

Kaigron, Rogue (DPS) Subtlety.

I'd be happy to help organise this with you Morgy. If not on Kai but on numerous alts if need be. Let me know!

[Scorpions Gambit]

Set a few weeks after the shattering, Kaigron is sent to Desolation Hold to sort the ever growing Si:7 problem in the Barrens

Scorpions Gambit

Mid-Morning, Southern Barrens.
Warlord Bloodhilt paced the stone floor, even within the walls of Desoltaion Hold armoury the air was an arid dry heat.

"I'm convinced the Alliance be using spies to scout the field n' pass along information. They knew to strike at Taurajo while the hunters were afield.
Countering every one of Gar'dul's moves like he was an open book." Bloodhilt spoke with a guttural snarl.

He stopped pacing, leant over a stone table, rested two huge fists on the top. The table was covered with a map of Southern Barrens. It had the main Horde bases scribed
in red ink along with corresponding Alliance base camps in blue ink. Large arrows showed the advancing armies of both sides. Looking up from the map he met the eyes
of the Shattered Hand Operative.

"Well Ripclaw, I for one will not be outplayed. Not here!" He smashed both fists down onto the stone table, sending the map flailing to the floor

"We will win the battle for intelligence, they will no longer counter our moves. They say you be good at what you do, that be why they sent you to me, even now I be hearing
reports of Alliance operatives slinking around in the shadows, especially here, outside these very walls. These..Operatives, they be the ones that be gathering our battle plan's.
Go now, find them..rip the flesh from there backs, render them incapable of walking."

Bloodhilt turned to look out of the window, crossed his arms and spoke intensely.

"Make them crawl back to the Alliance..let them deliver yet another message...Their time of dominance is over"

With a nod the Shattered Hand Operative was gone.

High Noon, Southern Barrens
The haze of heat enveloped the dry, dusty ground. It was a heat that no man should be able to withstand, but with all Si:7 Field Operatives it was expected of them to
withstand any environment they worked in. Scott 'Visceril' McCall had been a highly decorated operative, but was stripped of his rank when a sexual harassment charge from
numerous gnomes both male and female came about, Once the court deemed him guilty Mathias Shaw demoted 'Visceril' McCall and placed him to work alone. Often he was
first to put himself up for the "...dangerous bastard jobs." This one however, was far from dangerous, all he had to do was follow the Horde couriers, render them
unconscious and recount their battle plans to General Hawthorne. A simple job that McCall thought that would net him a promotion. He craved to get back into 1st Dagger
SCYTHE Regiment and would do anything to get there.

As usual 'Visceril' McCall kneeled within a heavily leafed shrub near a diminished watering hole, The heat bearing down on him, ravaging his back like a thousand dagger cuts.
Knowing that the Horde courier would be along the dirt road soon, he listened for the heavy footsteps of a running Orc. It had not been long until a Orc came into view.
The heat haze making it look like he had no lower body, 'Visceril' McCall readied himself, holding the garrote firmly through both hands.

The Orc ahead of the Si:7 Field Operative slowed to a walk, 'Visceril' McCall smirked as he thought {...this'll be an easy one,  the sun has baked the Orc}

"AaGgHh" yelped the Si:7 Field Operative, quickly standing from his kneeled position and turning to see what just stung him. He saw a small durotar scorpion scurry away,
cursing under his hood he turned to return to his hidden position, not concerned if the Orc saw him due to the position of the sun blinding anyone travelling northwards.
"..wha..where did he.." spoke the perplexed Si:7 Field Operative.

A rock landed on the ground behind him, immediately he lept up ready to garrote

From behind the Si:7 Field Operative came a low guttural voice

"Say hello to my little friend..."

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All good!
The Wyvern's Tail sells great Dried banana slices, comes in attractive turtle shells aswell!
Kai is normally sat in there waiting for those pesky twilight nightblades to turn up again!

Great to finally have a permanent hub!

I'll always have a deep respect for hand drawn pieces. I was once really adept to freehand graphite artwork, but within the last decade
of being constantly on a mac (I'm a graphic designer) it seems to have eluded me. The creative eye is still there, but not the skill.

Often I crave to be able to artwork like this, just so then I could apply my current artwork skill into the mix.
Keep up the good work!

My net has gone down, Monday or tuesday I've been told that it'll work again.
So until blizz make a wow iPhone app I'm offline, and Kai is working in the barrens.

Put me down for <5v5> please

Now..I like traveling around and being all nomadic..but yet I also like having a permanent  RP hub..hmm but which ones better!


FFFFFIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHTTT!!!

Perhaps if we continued to be nomadic, but make quite an event about moving on..Like having 4/5 pack kodos travel to a RP'd scouted destination or known places
and then letting other RP guilds no where we are using magical forums?

But 'spose we do have a permanent HQ (but still travel around nomadically awesome) where would this place be?
I dig the outhouse just north of crossroads, opposite the road to far watch post, complete with swimming pool, lookout tower and security.

Kai's Dancer's Integrated Sonic Celebration Oscillator is always ready to rock!
http://www.wowhead.com/item=38301/d-i-s-c-o