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In glorious battle of course! With the scream of missiles flying and elemental blasts. The cries of fellow soldiers around her as she lies fading in agony. Her last breath would be regret at not being able to save them or herself.
Well for my warrior it will likely either be in battle against a superior foe (superior in numbers or strength is uncertain) or from her own blade in the frozen wastes of Northrend once the world is truly and certainly at peace. Northrend because that is where so many of her brothers-in-arms fell.
Axeride will be sitting at an inn after a long day of adventuring. On the table next to him, he has a trail mix, filled with various small snacks he'd picked up that day. Handful-after-handful, he carelessly shoves them into his mouth while reading a manual on guncrafting. He goes to reach for another handful and forces it into his maw. His eyes widen as he realizes that he accidentally reached into the open box of hollowpoint rounds adjacent to the trail mix. He died within a few minutes from the lead poisoning.
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