Tag: Argus x 5

The problem with portals is that they make travel easy and quick.  Even if they do make her a bit nauseous.  It’s easy to skip off unbeknownst to Raerys or anyone else. Not being a part of the military troupes or mercenary groups afforded her the ability to come and go as she pleased, it seemed. 

The alliance between herself and the undead woman was unexpected. They had worked together for some time now, the forsaken procuring some various items that weren’t easy to find. Things such as cloth and Tris’ beloved okra. 

When Tris found out where the woman was headed, she’d asked to tag along. Without a word, the woman nodded her agreement. 

They arrived together. The woman wasn’t much on words but she was skilled and knew...

Braghaman was tired. He sat on a bench to the side of the room, his back resting against the wall behind him. His head drooped slightly and his eyes stared at the floor as he attempted to listen to the meeting going on around him. It was hard to stay focused, though, and his mind would go blank from time to time, which when noticed caused the paladin to give his brain a “mental shake” so that he could try to catch up on what had just been said.

The battle at Hope’s Landing had been a long one. The Eredar and their demonic allies had pushed against the defenses there for several hours. There were some injuries, both minor and serious, before the enemy was eventually repelled and forced to retreat. There had been one casualty. And...

“Incoming!”

The warning echoed across the encampment, causing the men and women to quickly gather their armaments and move to their assigned positions. Braghaman moved silently, his hands gripping his warhammer tightly, and came to stand next to Heradus and the other Draenei that he’d been working with.

Across the clearing, the paladin could hear commands being barked at the younger paladins. Braghaman put it all out of his mind. Not my business, he thought briefly to himself. Got bigger things to be concerned with.

“There!” Heradus yelled and pointed. Through the opening in the mountain walls, demons were beginning to surge forward. Dozens of defiled stalkers howled and began running towards the defenses. The Draenei...

Braghaman stepped next to a group of Draenei on the teleportation pad. His friend, Heradus, glanced at him and nodded, a slight smile on his face, before he turned to the one at the control panel. Braghaman looked down and closed his eyes, tensing up in his neck and shoulders. He’d been told that it was no different than using the portals in the mage tower in Stormwind, but the paladin was convinced that it felt different. He heard the switch get thrown and tensed up a little more before the blinding light flared around him.

After a moment, Braghaman felt his boots hit the ground. Letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, Bragh opened his eyes and looked around at the scorched setting of Argus. As he looked around,...

“And that is all, commander!” the priest said with a snarl before turning an storming away from the paladin. Braghaman stood quietly, as he had during the entire tirade, and waited until the priest had turned the corner in the hallway of the ship. Once the priest was out of sight, Bragh let out a quick sigh and shook his head.

“This man really does not like you, friend Braghaman.”

Bragh turned to see the large form of a Draenei walking towards him. His armor was clean, but dented, and he rested a massive polearm on his shoulder.

“I think he really doesn’t, Heradus.”

“What did you do, my friend, to earn that much enmity?”

“He didn’t like that I wasn’t in his chain of command.”

“That is all? Did you...