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[Cal Hurst]

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(Part One)

Vaen recalled in to Azeroth, dressed in a hooded shroud. Glancing around, he walks slowly passed the guards and waits by the keep to gain entrance.

As guards walked in and out of the keep, he waited, and waited, for one opportunity to sneak in.

Then, suddenly, a woman came out of no where and started screaming. It seems that a low Orc was chasing after her from a nearby Orc Fort. The guards at the door of the keep quickly ran to her aid. Before entering, Vaen glanced over to make sure the woman was going to be all right. He nodded, and walked in.

"Amazing!" Vaen thought, glancing around inside the keep. Arch ways all around, and a throne straight up. Although he was inside before, he didn't get to get a good look around. It was empty, however. Where was everyone? Training? Or perhaps in Minoc? It was no matter.

Vaen walked slowly over to the right and ascended two flights of stairs. He slowly walked over to a corner where a couple dye tubs were. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a cape. Glancing around, he dipped the cape slowly into the dye tub, soaking up the color of Azeroth; a dark purple. Pulling the cape out, he smiled to himself. Laying it aside for a moment to let it try, he then wiped it down with bandages, and dipped it in the tub again. Pulling the cape out, he wiped it down again and smiled at it.

"Perfect," he thought, "Now I just need to duplicate this..."

Vaen glanced out the window to see the guards returning to their post. He smiled to himself, and muttered the words Sanctum Viatus, and teleported back to the Legion guild house to lay the cape aside.
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[Cal Hurst]

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(Part Two)

"Come, quickly..." Vaen said, glancing back at the people following him in the dark night. Behind him was Natalya Vorn, Burfoot, Valatin, and Loki. All of them were dressed in the shade of purple Azeroth uses, duplicated from the sample Vaen obtained from their guild house.

"We must make this quick yet silent," Vaen said. Glancing around the gypsy camp south of Minoc, Felucca, Vaen and the group began their move north. They ran up and hid behind a housing structure, glancing around and noticing a few guards. Vaen signaled to the group, and he started running West towards the shore.

"Stay close and stay quiet..." Vaen whispered. They climbed the small hill near the shore and made their way to the front of the blacksmith shop. Vaen peaked in and saw no one. He signalled back and they began their move west again.

They moved quickly passed the town hall, still following the shore line. Valatin looked to Vaen and whispered, "Why didn't we just take a boat?"

Vaen looked at Valatin, "They would have seen the boat coming." Valatin nodded, and they continued their move north, following the shore line.

They passed the carpenters, avoiding the guards. Several citizens saw them lurking around, but thought nothing of it, due to the colors they wore.

They made it to the butchers, but it seemed that two guards have been placed in the area. Vaen looked back at his crew.

"We need some kind of distraction, to get the guards away." Vaen looked around at everyone. "Any ideas?"

The crew was silent, and Vaen sighed. He then glanced over at the guards, and began to think. Vaen turned to Natalya and Valatin.

"Valatin, you good for running?" Vaen asked. Valatin nodded, and then looked to Natalya. "You good for yelling?" Natalya nodded, yet unsure of what Vaen meant.

"Here is what we're going to do. Valatin, take Natalya's bag..." Natalya handed Valatin her bag, "Now, get up, and run passed the guards, covering your face with this..." Vaen handed him an orc skin mask.

"You carry this thing around with you?" Valatin looked at Vaen. Vaen nodded.

"Just incase. Anyway, Valatin, run passed the guards. Natalya, scream 'Thief!' while half-running towards Valatin." Natalya nodded.

"Ready?" Vaen asked. They both nodded. "Go."

Valatin stood up and began sprinting passed the butchers. The two guards watched as he ran by. Natalya stood up and ran from where they sitting screaming "Thief!!"

The guards both ran from their posts after Valatin. Valatin glanced back and saw the two guards running after him, and mumbled curses, pushing himself to run faster. They ran out of distance.

"Quickly, now." The group of them entered the butchers and glanced around, seeing the supply of food that Azeroth had kept. They all started piling the food into boxes, filling two large boxes. They left just enough food for the women and children of the city. "Let's see if they give this food to their own men, or to the women and children."

Vaen, Loki, Burfoot and Natalya carried both large boxes slowly out of the butchers, and walking them to the shore. They pushed the crates out to sea. A few moments later, sea serpants surfaced from every direction and began tearing at the crates, cracking them open and eating the food inside. They all nodded, and quickly recalled out to the Legion guildhouse. Valatin was already there, laughing.

"What did you do, Valatin?" Vaen asked

"Well," Valatin said, "I was running from them, and they were going to catch up to me. So I took a quick turn and casted invisibility on myself and ducked down. They tripped over me and landed ontop of one another, and I recalled out."

Vaen laughed and nodded. "All we have to do now is wait. The Citizens of Minoc will see just how dedicated Azeroth is to them when they are faced with this circumstance. Sacraficing Honor for Justice. Things that just have to be done."

Vaen looked to Burfoot and Loki and nodded. "Thank you for helping." The two nodded back, and then recalled away. Vaen sat down on the steps of the Legion guildhouse alongside Valatin, and Natalya sat down next to Vaen.

"What now?" asked Natalya.

"Now, we wait..." Vaen said, glancing around. "All we can do is wait..."
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