[A-H RP/PvP]The Battle of Kun-Lai -Updates!!

90 Pandaren Hunter
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Also stations are as follows:

Temple of the White Tiger
Jade Guard
Shadows of Argus
Order of the Beast
Dwarven Vanguard

Binan Village
Qimeng
Lineage of the Moon
First Regiment

All other guilds not listed are stationed at the Oxgate. We will have an ooc channel soon.



/join kunlaievent For guild leaders and officers
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100 Human Warlock
16035
Suggestion: Until CRZ is removed lets have multiple battle points instead of one big cluster

Not saying I hate it, just a suggestion..
Edited by Cladriah on 2/21/2013 6:48 PM PST
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CRZ was never implimented in Pandaria. At all.

I'm confused....
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90 Undead Priest
6000
CRZ was never implimented in Pandaria. At all.

I'm confused....


There was a lot of phasing. Players vanishing in midair because they hadn't completed a phase of a quest. I lost power when the horde blob got to the temple (and had juuust enough time to hearth out, thanks battery backup!), so I'm curious to know how it turned out.
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90 Pandaren Shaman
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That was a fun first for me.
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I hear many backsides were kicked. I approve. <3
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100 Blood Elf Death Knight
12760
First night was incredibly fun.
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100 Blood Elf Death Knight
13755
IC synopsis will be posted soon.
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97 Blood Elf Warlock
13730
The cold was the first thing to strike him about the mountains. As Izulde Netherstar shifted in the seat of his yak, lazy flakes dusted the thick bear furred coat he wore. The snot and muzzle of the creature covered his long raven locks shielding him from the bitter wind. He had rode down to meet the advancing Horde army. They had seen Alliance banners flying in the distance but they were always out of reach by longbow, but whenever Izulde looked back he saw them grow closer.

The storm has rolled off the top of Neverset. All the normal means of transportation were left at Zouchin Village which was overrun with Horde soldiers. Their Thalassian Hawkstriders stood in a line of brilliant hues, while long lines of Kodos and Raptors stood in the distance. It was easy to say whatever wasn’t covered in fur would die in the cold, but that fact didn’t discourage the soldiers from ascending into the steeps.

The party sent by the Reliquary was headed by Izulde himself. However, the Lord of Emberlight cared nothing for the relic they sought. However they were accompanied by a Blood Knight contingent and several Farstriders. It was a pleasure to see so many of the Horde’s soldiers enter the theatre. Twice has the Alliance sought to push them from the Garrosh’ar advance. Twice has the Horde defended it with vigor.

http://imgur.com/ImC5vfr


There were over a hundred champions in all. But there had to be over three thousand warriors ascending from the beaches of Zouchin. There was not special creed to race or heritage. If any tribe was sworn to the Horde there would be some representation present. A coven of Forsaken dressed in black and purple lined the left flank. Brilliant Sunwalker Tauren on the right. Troll Tribesmen in a gorgeous array of feathers watched from the back and golden mailed Sin’dorei made the the center.

It wasn’t long before battle was fought. The Alliance had prepared for them on the road from Zouchin near the Temple of the White Tiger. Their plan was to strike from three fronts against the arrowhead of Horde. However their timing was miserable, each spoke of their trident rushed in unsupported and were properly routed.

The next few hours was spent chasing down the remains of their forces. The sun had set its weary head behind the tops of Neverset and deep black clouds replaced what was. It was going to snow soon, there wasn’t a doubt about it. Heavy fat flakes stuck to everything they touched. Izulde’s hair was quickly covered in it, forcing him to pull up the bear mask jacket.

Eastwind was in disarray. The Pandaren there has suffered dozens of assaults by the Alliance. Charred out husks of tents remained in a raid. Bodies lined near the pitched palisades. General Nazgrim has left weeks ago but left a stout greasy goblin marksman to tend to the camp. Coppernuts was the only name he would be referred to. A long rifle sat in his squat arms pointed towards the Westwind. He explained all that had come and gone. Without the Horde forces all would have been lost. Now redoubled with soldiery the camp was defended enough for his men to rest.

The raids came and went. Alliance attempted to assail the camp several times before being pushed away. There were reports of teams missing in the night. Patrols would leave and never return. It wasn’t until the order was given for all soldiers to return to Eastwind did the raids stop. By then more than a hundred were dead and missing. It was less than seven miles from bulwark of Alliance soldiers. The distance was short enough to keep Izulde wondering.

There was some solace in the cold however. Lord Netherstar knew that he could rest easier with the blanket of snow covering the field. There was talk of an opening in the clouds however. He knew that they would need to brave the snow to reach the Tomb of Lu Bian. The pure white would turn sloggy red and black.
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100 Blood Elf Death Knight
13755
Suggestion: Until CRZ is removed lets have multiple battle points instead of one big cluster

Not saying I hate it, just a suggestion..


It worked a lot better when the groups split up towards the event. Tonight I have a few plans to help with the phasing. Let's see if they'll work.
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100 Blood Elf Paladin
13030
Slow, even, and deep breaths left the alabaster soldier. They swirled before his scarred face, visible in the chilled air, then faded out of existence. His eyes were locked on the stretch of land that separated the Horde encampment from that of the Alliance. They were so close. He could smell them... The stench of their blood, meat on their fires, gunpowder, and who knows what else.

He felt nauseous. The smells mixed into a disgusting blend, but it was also fear that nestled itself in and caused ample amounts of unrest. The Blood Knight was strong and powerful, finely honed into a living weapon... But he was still mortal, he was not immune. What if tonight was the night he fell in battle? His children would grow without memories of him. His wife would be left with child, and as a widow. The fear was cemented, and he couldn't find the strength to move from his spot.

However, deep within, a fire burst to life. He was a Blood Knight and a soldier of the Horde. Fear could not rule him, lest it spread through the ranks and infect. It was a terrifying prospect. With a heavy sigh, he shut his eyes and focused.... And forcibly shattered the fear that clenched his gut. "My fierce love and strength will drive my blade into the bodies of the unclean, and cleave them in two. The Light I wield will safeguard me and carry me home," he mumbled softly.

And then he returned to silence, breathing evening out to those slow and deep breaths, and he reopened his eyes to resume his watch. The horns of war would sound again soon. He was ready.
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90 Pandaren Monk
12020
From a distance, stood a very familiar elder pandaren woman; possibly familiar to many people. She carried a look of worry, mixed with disappointment. She was watching this battle between the Horde and the Alliance, and did not approve of it even a bit. Naturally, she was one to be neutral with everything. She didn't believe in senseless blood shed. Or at least, she believed this was senseless.

Oh, how she wished she could figure out how to stop this once and for all. She loved both the Horde and the Alliance. She visited their homes quite a few times before. She didn't see the bad in either of them. But wars like these had her worried. She watched as they prepared for battle, and were standing on different ends of the fields.

Perhaps she should say something? Try to stop this? Maybe it would be futile, but her desire for peace burned greatly within her soul. She took a step forward...

(( yep, this means I'm gonna be writing a short story very soon. :P ))
Edited by Grandmother on 2/22/2013 5:04 PM PST
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100 Blood Elf Death Knight
12760
The knight closed his eyes and emptied his mind of all thoughts. He could feel the snow all around him and the cold trying to chip away his sanity. It had been so ever since he was forced into this second life, he feared the very thing he wielded as a weapon. It was obvious he was not the only one dreading the weather, many had fallen that day and not all at the hand of the Alliance. Eastwind had been besieged and the only reason it had not fallen was the valiance of it's troops and the fervor of the heroes of the Horde. Unless they were able to acquire the relic soon, they would fall pray to the combination of both the harshness of the land and the wandering parties of the Alliance.

He let his mind's thoughts take shape, he would not have to endure this torment for much longer as he knew the weather would start clearing soon, his body told him so, but the trembling and the shivering did not lessen. From the limit of his perception he heard angry voices around him. A small contigent had been assembled to patrol to the east and exchange reports with the troops garrisoned in the Advance. He purposefully strode as he approached the Sin'dorei leading the group.

"Mind if I join?" The Knight volunteered.

The red-head elf seemed lost for a moment. "Are you really willing to ride in this weather? Hell, even I don't want to go."

The knight nodded. "At least I might get a chance to kill something." He did not need to say anything else, the statement was clear enough to any who ever got to know one of his kind. He needed to be out and about, he needed a release, the weather had made him very excitable and now his blade hungered.
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100 Blood Elf Death Knight
13755
Battle maps for the final battle will follow like so:

Each faction will split their forces in two. There will be two sets of screen shots listed below of the positioning of either faction's raid. It's important that you do your best to join and fill up raids to make communication easier.

My vent will be open to all guild leaders to join or their representing officer. It can only hold 50 people so let's not crowd it.

The battle will be fought on two front. In both situations the BLUE SQUARE will be used for the ALLIANCE and the RED X will be used for HORDE.

Battlefront One:
http://imgur.com/KF4Ja3U,VlIxUqN,rbQqHtu


Horde and Alliance forces must forth from either encampments to meet each other on the open field. The blood bath will stretch from the Mogu ruins to the north all the way to the southern mountain range in the south. A push and shove of forces will commence until one side is ultimately defeated.

As you can see this is a POV positioning from both factions. A Horde raid will gather where the X is and fan out in a line while an Alliance raid will gather at blue. This will be an area of intense conflict. If one raid should wipe the other, please allow your opponents come back to life and reset. This way we guarantee fair and balances battles.

I ask that you refrain from charging an army all the way back to their bases. This way we can allow a safe haven for "reinforcements" to join the battle.

Battlefront Two:
http://imgur.com/vlv9jqv,MFnlbPN,sVkFSxz


Using the Relic's power, the Horde forces ride far north to attack Westwind Rest from the rear. Shielded from the influence of the sha, the warriors of the Horde moved unopposed until Alliance defenders rally to stop them.

As shown above, the BLUE SQUARE will represent the ALLIANCE and the RED X will represent the HORDE. Horde forces will try to push back the Alliance defenders to the camp to seize it. Like before, I ask that when an opponents raid is destroyed you allow them time to recover and regroup. The victor raid may advance a short distance before the battle is assumed again.
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100 Worgen Hunter
12755

Battlefront One:

http://imgur.com/KF4Ja3U,VlIxUqN,rbQqHtu

Horde and Alliance forces must forth from either encampments to meet each other on the open field. The blood bath will stretch from the Mogu ruins to the north all the way to the southern mountain range in the south. A push and shove of forces will commence until one side is ultimately defeated.

As you can see this is a POV positioning from both factions. A Horde raid will gather where the X is and fan out in a line while an Alliance raid will gather at blue. This will be an area of intense conflict. If one raid should wipe the other, please allow your opponents come back to life and reset. This way we guarantee fair and balances battles.

I ask that you refrain from charging an army all the way back to their bases. This way we can allow a safe haven for "reinforcements" to join the battle.


From what I understand, this is the group I'll be leading Alliance side against I believe Alorinis. I'll try to keep my side from pushing you guys into Eastwind if we end up having the upper hand tonight.
Edited by Berenal on 2/23/2013 1:19 PM PST
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100 Blood Elf Death Knight
13755

Battlefront One:

http://imgur.com/KF4Ja3U,VlIxUqN,rbQqHtu

Horde and Alliance forces must forth from either encampments to meet each other on the open field. The blood bath will stretch from the Mogu ruins to the north all the way to the southern mountain range in the south. A push and shove of forces will commence until one side is ultimately defeated.

As you can see this is a POV positioning from both factions. A Horde raid will gather where the X is and fan out in a line while an Alliance raid will gather at blue. This will be an area of intense conflict. If one raid should wipe the other, please allow your opponents come back to life and reset. This way we guarantee fair and balances battles.

I ask that you refrain from charging an army all the way back to their bases. This way we can allow a safe haven for "reinforcements" to join the battle.


From what I understand, this is the group I'll be leading Alliance side against I believe Alorinis. I'll try to keep my side from pushing you guys into Eastwind if we end up having the upper hand tonight.


It's a push and shove type of battle. Count up wins versus losses and the other raid will do the same. That should help determine the final winner. Despite the Horde's victory last night, it would not be impossible for the Alliance to royally route the Horde. They will need the numbers however. Rally your friends. It's fighting time.
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100 Worgen Hunter
12755
02/23/2013 01:22 PMPosted by Felthier
It's a push and shove type of battle. Count up wins versus losses and the other raid will do the same. That should help determine the final winner. Despite the Horde's victory last night, it would not be impossible for the Alliance to royally route the Horde. They will need the numbers however. Rally your friends. It's fighting time.


Already on it! Looking forward to tonight.
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100 Blood Elf Death Knight
12760
(( In character reaction for the end of day two. ))

***

Sir Greyes of Fala'andu had been chosen as one of the champions that would guard the rear of the Relic's escort. He rode his Acherus Death Charger as he had done for years but something felt different for both him and the animal. The horse, always so willful, behaved as tame as an old work mare and Greyes could feel his own heart was free of a large portion of the white noise that usually stirred inside of it. He was told that the Relic was the body of a Holy man and was supposed to suppress the influence of the Sha over the hearts and minds of any close to it. But why would it seem to affect him so much? Being in close proximity to the blasted thing felt like finally being free of his horrid nature, free of those base instincts that had plagued each and every moment of his new life.

The very idea that the Sha and anger that coursed through his veins were in fact so close in nature that an artifact supposed to lessen the influences of one would also influence the other felt repulsive even to him. He always knew he was a monster, an abomination that walked amongst man but he never dared to compare himself to the very essences of the evil of the world. He looked around trying to meet the eyes of the other Ebons he knew were also ordered to escort the Holy body but none showed any sign of similar turmoil and that bothered him even more. The Relic seemed to affect different people in different ways as many of the other warriors looked bolstered by it's presence and others even sang as if filled with hope and merriment. Then why?

The fallen knight tried to shake those thoughts out of his head as he knew he needed to focus, they were almost at their destination and he needed to be doubly alert for the home stretch. He knew the Archon's intentions to take the Relic into battle and use it's effects to bolster the morale and protect even the more weak willed from any of the Sha's perverse influences. It was not a bad plan but somehow it felt wrong to take something so holy into battle. It... felt... wrong? No. NO. He looked at the large chest in the small carriage riding in front of him with anger and disgust. It's influence had crept in his mind and poisoned it with weakness. He would not let it.

"I will scout the area over the hill, I want to confirm the Alliance is not trying to follow us." He said in a firm voice that left no room for rebuttal. The man to his side nodded in empty agreement as Greyes steered his charger away from the Relic and it's effects.
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100 Blood Elf Priest
7315
"Never stop moving! If you stop, you’ll be dead, Lady Blackwood."

The harsh words though needed were a sudden thought as a flash of mingled rage and complete terror flickered through her mind and limbs. Ice unnaturally cold snapped around her dark boots reinforced with leather and enchantments to grant some semblance of warmth. The boots were in a moment, of no use. It was a deeper cold than that. The Highlord’s words during one of many duels they’d completed - generally with almost no words spoken between them. She’d been grateful for it then, but more so now as without thinking - she countered the unnatural magic and ran.

It was a pattern of ruthlessness surrounding them, a dance.

Step, hop - run around the traps that she watched others end up dead from and sometimes from their own numbers. She gave no reaction watching an orc rip the head from a human knight still babbling his prayers to the light just as equally seeing another priestess run through with the necromantic blade of one of their own Ebon Knights.

No time to grieve the loss - run. Another trap - narrowly missed; her ankle burned from needing to move so quickly.

Later - she would hurt and sleep deeply - but not yet. No time for such nonsense.

Her lungs burned with the effort to keep going, but as in anything there was often no choice and this was indeed one such moment. The movement that continued around her was a blur while shouts, screams and even musket fire made the elven woman’s ears ring. She needed to be faster than their enemies, period. Choice simply did not factor into the moment in question - it just was.

Three arrows slammed against the shields neither light nor shadows that were a constant hum around her petite frame, thankfully not snapping the protections and merely weakening them. Ordinarily she might pause and pick them up to hand the projectiles off later to a ranger to be returned to the parties from whence they’d come, but not tonight. This evening the Alliance had them backed into a corner that it was troublesomely difficult to remove from. Such violent music. She could almost hear the progression of chords in her mind as she moved, and it brought a flickering of a savage smile to the slightly too wide lips. Not so much the lady now. At court they’d be appalled; it only made her smile more. The dance continued almost endlessly until to her eyes a panic and intense friendly fire broke the Alliance ranks.

Anasterian’s foot, we're almost free.

When the rest of the Sunguard ranks pressed forward - while an unlucky few triggered yet more traps - Cere’thien moved - shielding continually every person she could find that needed it.

All of them.

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The air was freezing, but there were moments the snowfall and the wind were less frustrating than a harbinger of false peace before a storm. One more evening left, and perhaps - they could go home. The Confessor did not allow fear to touch her in most cases, as in this place on the Kun-Lai plains - such a slip was more dangerous than the one she’d nearly made the night before. The Ebon Knight had been on her she remembered just then, pressing an advantage hard as they often did when ranks broke and utter chaos ensued.

An exception for this specific fear. It tugged up memories of her own screaming that she would have been glad to forget - but for the lesson learned.

Small had been such a space to contemplate even briefly that it might have spelled their end, filled with no end to the traps. Cere’thien recalled it like a soft buzzing in the back of her mind, while the ventricles of her heart had seemed to open and close so fast as though the poor organ might cease working.

It had happened more than once previous, so being thankful for small measures was something the plainly clad priestess never forgot.

“N-now ... we wait,” she murmured to no one, tugging hard on her cloak and shivering while nearby her wolf mount - Thelessir - growled his considerable displeasure - fur as black as the sky at night.

There were small blessings.

It wasn’t as cold as Icecrown.
Edited by Cerethien on 2/23/2013 6:54 PM PST
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