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[8:30 PM Realm]

The Red Blades decide to take a relaxing night and head to Orgrimmar for a grand mug of ale.

- Razor Hill, Durotar.

[8:30 PM Realm]

Rrosh'tul Rimeweaver takes the tribe out for a war training that focusses on countering different types of combatants that the tribe might come across on the battlefield.

- Razor Hill, Durotar.

[8:30 PM Realm]

The Tribe's warriors battle it out for the title of champion of the Red Blades in an all-out one versus one tournament. Only one can become the champion! Will it be you?!

- Razor Hill, Durotar.

[8:30 PM Realm]

Redskull will be hosting a war training near Razor Hill. There'll be the old favorites as well as the near impossible task of trying to move together! Will the tribe be able to do it? Come see!

- Razor Hill, Durotar.

[8:30 PM Realm]

As the tribe remains without a campaign to be held, Gosh'kar Windwatcher decides to pull the orcs to a test. Who will show up this time?

- Razor Hill, Durotar.

[8:30 PM Realm]

Oathbounds and up that haven't performed the Tribe's Om'riggor yet have the opportunity to set out and hunt for a tribe name!

- Razor Hill, Durotar.

[8:00 PM]

The annual grand ball, hosted by Herbert Scarecrow, concludes this year’s Hallow’s End celebrations.
With a schedule including, but not limited to, performances of fun contests and more. It promises to be an enjoyable evening for all.

- Deathknell, Tirisfal Glades

[8:00 PM]

Every year, the ‘friendly’rivalry between the Alliance and the Horde leads to the Undercity and Stormwind falling prey to barrages of stink bombs. This year is no different….

-    Deathknell, Tirisfal Glades

[8:00 PM]

We pilgrimage to the final resting place of some of the great heroes that fell to the Scourge, paying our respects.

-    Deathknell, Tirisfal Glades

[8:00 PM]

A chance to test and elaborate on your own skill and knowledge of Alchemy, among experienced Apothecaries.
You get to bring whatever you create home with you!

-    Deathknell, Tirisfal Glades

[8:00 PM]

Full PvP duels, no restrictions.
Winner of the lists gets a chance to fight the Undercity’s champion for their title and for a fabulous prize of 15.000 (IG) gold… Or slightly a slightly less fabulous mystery prize if you cannot best them.

-Deathknell, Tirisfal Glades

[8:00 PM]

A tournament to find out who is the best jouster in all of lordaeron â€" and beyond. The winner wil be rewarded with 5.000 gold!
Hosted by the Ravensun.

-    Deathknell, Tirisfal Glades

[7:00 PM]

We kick off the Hallow's End celebreations in Deathknell with fireworks, inspiring speeches and much more. http://eu.battle.net/wow/en/forum/topic/16069836945

- Deathknell, Tirisfal Glades

[8:30 PM]

The Tribe continues their path to Hallow's End festivity grounds in Tirisfal Glades. Their only hopes are that the airship won't crash and burn before they arrive.

- Valley of Honor, Orgrimmar.

[8:30 PM]

The tribe start their journey to Deathknell to enjoy some great hallow's End festivities! They make a mid-way stop in Orgrimmar before taking their next zepplin ride to Tirisfall.

- Desolation Hold, Southern Barrens

[”Ye know that’ll probably never happen, Lofty. The damage has been done.”]

The purple tinted barrier surrounding Dalaran’s crater shines faintly in the dark night. Ruins of the once stationary Dalaran quiet, dark and deserted. A few Human made fires from patrols watching over the barrier. Wind flowing softly between the tree branches, causing the leaves to dance in the wind. Low howls of the wildlife, finding their spots to rest for the night. Gridish and Lofty watching it from afar.

”Nothing has changed…” Lofty whimpers a bit as he looks at the carnage once known as Dalaran. ”Can’t it go back to how it was, Gridish? It wasn’t so bad back then, was it…?”. Lofty hovers silently on his spot as he waits for the silent orc to respond. ”Ye know that’ll probably never happen, Lofty. The damage has been done.” Gridish says in a low tone, trying not to sound harsh towards his companion. ”Maybe that fancy council of Dalaran will make up their minds and park Dalaran right here again! I mean.. it’s a beautiful landscape and all-…” The booklet pauses and looks around. ”Like-… eh…. Well, not Undercity… and certainly not that place over the-..” As the booklet pauses again, the wind picks up briefly, some leaves letting the gust take them with. ”Who am I joking… It’s all one big dead place here.” Lofty sulks and mutters. Gridish sighs as he looks down towards his companion that is clearly homesick. ”It’s not one big dead place here. Just take a moment to listen to the wildlife. Ye might not hear much right now, but ye also know it’s late.” Gridish pauses, seeing if Lofty would respond, but continues after he notices Lofty won’t respond. [” Of course this place has seen better days, but just like anythin’, it’s havin’ a rough patch. So perhaps it’s good yer travelin’. So ye take yer mind of this by meetin’ new people, seein’ new places, doin’ new things!”

Lofty mutters something too low to be understood. ”Don’t you miss it?!” Lofty responds with in an annoyed tone. ”Dalaran is â€"THE- place your green little arse set out to in the first place to learn about Arcane Magic…. And now you’re acting like you’ve never cared!”Ye know that’s not true, Lofty." Gridish snarled to Lofty, yet tried to keep his tone somewhat friendly. "Ye know as well as I do and as well as my tutor did that it was no life for an Orc. Out of any possible choice, be that another tome, another tutor, or himself travelin’ with me.. he chose ye. He did that because of two reasons. First reason is because ye were the right choice for the job. Second reason was to give ye a life as well. Ye aren’t simply just another tome. Ye would’ve been that if ye stayed in Dalaran though. Ye would’ve probably been burned years ago for bein’ an absolute pain in the arse. Instead, ye were granted a chance… A chance at livin’. Now ye have that." A soft sigh sounding noise escaped Lofty. ”I guess you’re right, Gridish. Thank you for bringing me here. It made me feel like I was somewhat closer to home.” Gridish nods in response to Lofty as a smile appears from under his wolfmask. ”Not just for ye, my friend. The time spent in Dalaran will always stick with me. Perhaps one day ye can return, if ye’d like.”

A soft whimper of a wolf falling prey to Yagak and his companion, Shadowmane echoes through the lands of Shadowoon Valley as the quiet night arrives. The Orc and his wolf companion approach the fallen foe and Yagak pulls out his skinning knife. Shadowmane sniffs their prey and lets out a low growl, confirming the kill. Yagak removes the arrow from the wolf’s torso and slides the arrow into the quiver that is attached to his left thigh. ” This is the first step to our plan, Shadowmane… Soon we’ll complete what we set out to do and retrieve our reward.” the orc says in a whispering tone to his companion as he starts carving into the fallen foe. ” You ready to get your paws dirty?” the orc asked his companion with a big grin on his face.  Shadowmane barked in response to his master and laid down.

”How long will it be before we arrive to our destination?” A young female Draenei asks the two Draenei guards leading the group of five. “ You’ll see when we arrive, Ma’am. We shouldn’t be â€"too- far away now. ” one of the two guards in the front responded. The group of five consisted of two Draenei guards leading the group, a younger female Draenei in the center and two more guards following the group, keeping an eye on their flank. The five Draenei riding an Elekk mount each. The female in the center of the group looks up into the sky that is illuminated with stars that twinkle into her eyes. ”What a beautiful night tonight, don’t you agree?” the female asked the four guards and the four guards simply responded with a nod and nothing more. ”Come on you four… you should take a deep breath and enjoy the beautiful events life grants us to admire.’ the female said trying to get more enthusiasm out of the other four. ”I will take a deep breath the moment we return safely to camp, ma’am.” one of the guards admitted and everyone went silent. After a few moments of silence, one of the two frontal guards mentions ”What’s that?” and points to a shadow in the distance in the middle of the road.

A soft and pitiful whimper can be heard from the object as the group gets closer. ”Is that an animal?” the young female asks softly in response to the whimper. The group stays quiet as continue their way. ”He sounds wounded… we should help the animal...” the female continued. The two guards leading the unit looked back towards the female “we can’t stop… we don-“ before the guard could finish his sentence, the young female interrupted him ”Either we stop, or â€"I’LL- stop and tend to the animal’s wounds.” The leading guards stopped and the remainder of the unit stopped as well. “Very well ma’am… I’ll have a look. You stay here with the others.” said one of the frontal guards and dismounted his Elekk. The remaining three guards gather around the young female in a triangle formation, two Draenei covering the flank and one in the front-center. As the dismounted Draenei approaches the downed animal, he can see it’s a wolf and it’s covered in blood. He kneels before the animal to inspect it for any wounds. ”The animal is covered in blood… but I can’t find any w-“ Before the draenei could finish his sentence, two quiet whizzes are heard cutting through the air and impact the two guards’ heads that were guarding the flanks. Their bodies sink on their mounts and fall off. The young female lets out a terrified scream as the two Draenei behind her fall to the ground. The guard that had separated himself from the group to check the wolf looked back to inspect what the screaming was about. Before he could do anything, he heard a intense growl followed up by a cold feeling in the back of his neck. The ‘wounded’ wolf had risen from the ground and took a chunk from the back of the Draenei’s neck, severing the spinal cord and killing the Draenei.

Before the remaining guard could give the order to ride, an arrow impacted his back and he tumbled off his elekk mount, face first into the ground. The archer slowly closed the distance between him and the young female Draenei. The archer Orc hand signaled to his wolf. The wolf jumped up and headbutted the young Draenei female off her mount onto the ground. ”Hello little girl.” the orc said, looking down at the girl with a grin on his face. ”Someone has paid a great sum to deliver you to him.”. The Draenei starts crying and screams for help. The wildlife grows silent, but there is no other response to the young female’s. The Orc chuckled at the crying and screaming. ”No one is coming to save you.” the orc said. ”Cry as much as you like… scream as much as you like.. beg for your life as much as you like.. It’ll only feed me.” the orc continues and grins. Yagak leans down to the young female and whispers in here ear ”Hush little baby, now don’t say a word… Nobody’s coming for you, that is simply absurd.” Yagak pushes himself up to his feet again and slams his bow across the young female’s face, knocking her out. ”You did well today, Shadowmane. Take one of their bones as a little souvenir.”

A gust of wind rages across the plains of Nagrand that have been covered in the darkness of the night. A flickering light of a manmade fire can be seen from a distance. The flickering light marks the spot of a small group of orcs that have set up camp for the night. Feint laughter and chatter can barely be heard over the gust of wind and the sound of Nagrand’s wildlife.  A few hours after the sun has set, the small camp quiets down and most of the shadows make their way to the tents. One orc stays put by the fire, the unlucky one taking the first watch.

About twenty meters from the camp, a silhouette rises from the tall grass of the plains, yet sticks close to the ground. He slowly raises his bow and draws an arrow from the quiver strapped to his upper leg. The silhouette waits for another gust of wind to pass before he fires the arrow from his bow. The arrow cuts through the sky and hits the orc that is camped out by the fire dead in the head in the blink of an eye. The silhouette sat by the campfire drops to the ground. ”That’s one.” the silhouette whispers to himself, satisfaction of the kill carrying in his voice. The silhouette draws another arrow and makes its way towards the camp.

The silhouette armed with the bow enters the camp, his weapon ready to be used by the glimpse of movement coming from one of the three tents for a swift, silent and clean kill. He makes his way to one of the three ridge tents and peels one of the entrance flaps slowly aside, his bow still held out in front of him and ready to strike. The orc that entered the tent was asleep. He steps further into the tent, slowly closing in on his sleeping prey. He leans over the sleeping orc and peers at his face. Not the target… he thinks to himself and pauses. The silhouette’s lips curve into a grin and he releases the bow’s string, letting the arrow impact the sleeping orc with a clean headshot. Too bad for him… the silhouette thinks to himself as his lips curve into a grin and he makes his way to the next tent.

After exiting the second tent, from which the orc inhabiting the tent met the same fate as first two orcs, the silhouette made his way to the remaining tent. Once again, the silhouette enters the tent slowly, his bow armed with an arrow ready to strike the unknowing foe, but yet again the orc in the tent is asleep. The silhouette makes his way to the sleeping orc slowly and leans over to check his face. ”Here you are." the silhouette whispers as another grin appears on his face. The sleeping orc wakes up slowly from the whisper. His eyes grow wide of terror as he finds an armed orc standing over him. ”Are you afraid?" the silhouette asks as he keeps the bow and arrow aimed at the terrified foe. ”HELP!” the orc yells ”Guards! Get out of bed and kill this fool!”. The silhouette stands still and continues to stare at the orc as he looks around, panicked and terrified. ”Have you finally noticed that you’re all alone? the silhouette whispers to the orc in a taunting voice ”Your guards are lucky. They had to die swift to be certain they wouldn’t wake you. However… I’m allowed to do with you as I please. Nobody that can hear you. Nobody that can save you. “ the silhouette continues to whisper and follows up with a maniacal laughter. The orc laying down tries to crawl away, but gets stopped by the wall of his tent. ”This is for bringing shame to the Dragonmaw and for following that sorry joke called Garrosh Hellscream.”

The silhouette exits the tent, his bow hanging from his back and the head of the tent’s occupant in his hand while his armour is covered in blood. Adrenaline runs through his body as he takes a deep breath. ”One for the money” he whispers to himself and tosses the head into the air before catching it again. He looks around, takes one more deep breath and leaves the camp, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

[Rules of the tournament]

Hello orcs! This post will be used to shed some light on the rules of the upcoming Tournament of the Blades. This set of rules will be quite familiar for those that have participated in the recent Horde wide tournament. The only difference is that this tournament only includes Red Blade members!

Rules of the tournament

- Arena rules. If you can’t use it in the Arena (flasks, engineering items, Bloodlust/Time Warp, Army of the Dead, Lay on Hands, etc), you can’t use it here.
- Stay within the designated dueling field.
- stealth only allowed up to 30 seconds.
- No healing OR tank spec.
- One bandage per player.
- No health potions or any other items that heal the participant ( Exception: One bandage a player.)
- Toys are not to be used during the duels.
- No outsider buffs.
- [Super Sticky Glitter Bomb] and [Sinister Spore] are not allowed.
- talents and Glyphs aren't to be changed during the tournament. The Glyp and talent set you have locked in during your first battle will be locked in for the entire tournament.

If there are any questions on the tournament, you can leave a post in this thread or send me a message in-game!

Strength and honour!

((This post has been on the Argent Dawn realm forums for over a week now.. I may or may not have forgotten to post the rules on our forums.. So I'll just copy-pasta the post.))

In Character information
* Parchments affixed to notice-boards in the Horde capitals, and across Steamwheedle outposts such as Booty Bay and Ratchet. *
"Mok'ra members of the Horde. The Red Blades tribe is hosting a tournament in a couple of weeks. If you are interested in enjoying in participating or simply want to watch some good duels, then join us in Razor Hill on the 21st of this month.
Any participants won't be doing this for nothing! The winner will receive a sum of gold. The tournament will start at 20:30. Any latecomers will not be able to sign up and participate. May we see you all in Razor Hill!

Strength and honour,

- Gridish Rimeweaver, Rrosh-tul of the Red Blade Tribe."

* The logo of the Red Blade tribe is depicted alongside Gridish' name.*

Out of Character information.
Orcs of the Red Blades are hosting a PVP tournament that is open to the RP Horde community of Argent Dawn. The location of the tournament will be in Razor Hill, Durotar. The main goal of the tournament is to create an opportunity to meet and to get to know the Horde RP community on Argent Dawn, as well as to simply have fun.
If you are interested in participating or if you have any questions, you can contact me in-game starting tuesday (09/06/2015) In-game on the character Gridish. Hopefully we can make it a fun night!
Any Guild-leaders, officers of guilds or others are interested in joining, you can post in this thread to receive a calendar invite.

Date of Tournament: 21/06/2015
Time of tournament: 20:30 realm time.
Location: Razor Hill, Durotar.
Type of event: PVP 1 versus 1 tournament

Rules of the Tournament of Honor:

- Arena rules. If you can’t use it in the Arena (flasks, engineering items, Bloodlust/Time Warp, Army of the Dead, Lay on Hands, etc), you can’t use it here.
- Stay within the designated dueling field.
- stealth only allowed up to 30 seconds.
- No healing OR tank spec.
- One bandage per player.
- No health potions or any other items that heal the participant ( Exception: One bandage a player.)
- Toys are not to be used during the duels.
- No outsider buffs.
- [Super Sticky Glitter Bomb] and [Sinister Spore] are not allowed.
- talents and Glyphs aren't to be changed during the tournament. The Glyp and talent set you have locked in during your first battle will be locked in for the entire tournament.

All rules listed above are final for the Tournament of Honor. Anyone that isn't happy with the rules are welcome to sit out the tournament.
Any participant that breaks the rules that are listed above will be disqualified at the descretion of the event coordinator and all decisions are final.

Tournament brackets will once again be provided by Challonge. Any questions can be posted in this thread or on the AD realm forums thread!
Link to the AD realm forums post: http://eu.battle.net/wow/en/forum/topic/14899550737