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The city was burning, people fleeing as feral's poured into Gilneas City itself. A woman is struck down as a huge black feral alpha's teeth sink into the ladies neck. Near by is a house, boarded up with wooden planks and inside the house is a man screaming. One of the upstairs windows shatters as a rather athletic figure dives out landing safely using a front roll. He appears to be wearing a brown headband and leather shoulder-guards with trophies strapped in. He sprints down the streets hoping to get out the city. A feral is chasing a little boy, he's red headed and tanned, maybe just under fourteen. He looks at the man shouting "Help, Diego! Help!". Diego sprints towards the kid as he unsheathes his two Copper Swords from across his back, he slices the worgens head of in a series of hacks.

He sprints up to the edge of the city hoping he can run free when all of a sudden...
"The city is on Lockdown! No one gets out and no one can get in!" shouts the Prince. Diego collapses as he hears the news, and men and women pour to the gates screaming....

(is this roleplay from the gilnean starting zone? If it is does it mean that for example that i am not a worgen yet? Please answer i am a bit confused.)
George "Beastmane" Duncan, was running through the streets as a bear, annihilating any feral stupid enough to approach him. He was running for the market district, as he had heard most of the civilians were trapped there, along with the prince. When he reached the market he saw a lightly armored warrior killing one of the ferals with his copper swords, protecting a kid. Then he heard the prince's voice: "The city is on lockdown!" He saw the man with the copper blades collapse, and he hurried to him, changing back to his human form. "Is anything wrong?" George asked.

((I will join as soon as Werebeast's question has been answered.))

((No you are not yet worgen but soon we shall hear how u become worgen :) ))

Diego would look up at the man tears in his eyes " Were all damned, mate. All damned no way out not eve-.. Hold on theres some boats laying on the edge of the city!"

Arthaban looked around. They had come...Arugal's secret weapon had now turned against them. He had to do something, to help these people! He felt guilty... arugal was a mage, just like he was. Arthaban ran towards a building, and blew the door open.
'Everyone, get out. Now!'
It had not been the first house he evacuated, but it would be the last. because then he heard the prince shout the order...No-one would get in, no one gets out...

Would run over to Arthaban "Sir, you look skilled lets not waste that follow me!" would climb up the building rapidly then leaping across a few rooftops landing with a front roll near the harbour. "Hurry! It wont be long until the guards realise we can get out here!"

'If i am getting out of here, so will these people! If they stay here, so will I! I will not tell anyone of your escape, but I will not come with you,I'm afraid.'

Suddenly a bear growled behind Diego and George was standing right behind him. "Are you leaving?!" he yelled. "Your skills could really be used here! These ferals wont stop until we all are dead! Think of all the lives you could save! Are you not a gilnean? Are you a coward who are afraid of some oversized wolves? I am NOT!" He then turned into a bear and joined Arthaban in the fight.

Diego sighs as he leaps off the building doing another front roll to break the fall. "Lets do this then". Diego would charge down the street screaming with rage as he spins, jumps and slices the ferals to the floor. A feral comes to bite him, worried Diego quickly moves to the left mutilating the feral's neck. Diego grins looking at the other two. "What are you waiting for hm?"

The ferals were everywere. George roared as he mangled a worgen attacking a woman with an infant child. The worgen was wounded, and fell to the ground. George turned back into a human and asked the woman if she was okay. Then the worgen leaped at him from behind and bit his shoulder. George was taken by surprise and fell down on the street, then he turned into a cat, and scratched the worgens belly open with his claws. The worgen died, and fell to the ground. George stopped the bleeding with a small healing spell, but the wound would not go away. "Thats what happens when you try to defeat the George Beastmane Duncan." He said with a smile. He then transformed into a cat, running back to assist Arthaban.

(is this alliance rp only, or will i be allowed to bring in my troll assassin?)

(Yeah he could be in gilneas or a prisoner)

Suddenly, arthaban heard a scream. It came from close to the gates.
'Damn it!'
Arthaban ran towards there, and saw a body of a woman lifeless on the ground. Five ferals around her. Arthaban was filled with rage, and magic crackled around him. The woman must have tried to escape, but found that the gates were locked.
Arthaban muttered a spell under his breath, and one Worgen suddenly lit up in flames. They all charged at him, and Arthaban couldn't hold them off for long...

A bear jumped in between Arthaban and the ferals. He roared at them, to get their attention. George slew one of the ferals and the other three, was killed by spells.

However, suddenly a feral jumped up, behind Arthaban, and burried his fangs in Arthaban's neck. Arthaban screamed, and his scream seemed to turn into a roar. he used the head of his staff to hit the feral in the gut to get loose, and then blasted him to pieces with an arcane blast.
He fell to his knees, breathing heavily. But his only concern was the woman on the ground.
'Is she...okay?'

((Lydia is Furiea's human name, but i will refer to her as both when i post))
Furiea looked from her window at what was happening outside, her father and mother were busy baracading the doorways and the windows all that was left was hers, "Mum whats happening?" Asked Lydia "its the Worgen their attacking us" she eplained moving a table over to where Lydia sat to push it against the window "Im Frightened" she said with teary eyes "Dont be sweety, it will be ok me and your mum will keep you safe" her father said placeing a hand on her shoulder as he helped his wife push the table against the window, "right down to the basement we can seal the door from the inside then" her mother said grabbing her daughter and leading her downstairs. the sounds of roars and magic echoed around the home, and Lydia could not help but wonder if she would last the night.

"I am afraid she is not..." George said to Arthaban. "I am no healer but i shall do my best..."
*Starts to heal her wounds*

'Thank you...'
Arthaban paid little attention to his own wound. it was just a bite-mark, nothing special. But this woman could not be allowed to die here!

Jakka'lar Throatcutter, was a murderer. A paid assassin. He was caught, trying to murder one of the kings nobles, a man named Godfrey, and was to be hanged next morning. He looked out of the prisons window, when he heard howls and screams. He saw everybody running from some feral, wolfish creatures. Suddenly a worgen came running down the stairs to the prison and dispatched the guards in the prison. Jakka'lar quickly hid in the shadows, and the worgen ran past his cell. Jakka'lar took the keys from a slain guard, lying near his cell, and uused them to unlock the door. "Now to find ma blades... " he said to himself. He found them in a chest, along with a lot of other stuff the guards had taken from other prisoners. He took his sword and his dagger, and ran out of the prison door. He started sneaking around, trying to find a way out, when he heard a human voice saying something in the human tongue, and the sound of gates closing. "Damn it..." he said to himself.