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// Demonology for Fun and Profit 
// Story: Love And Warcraft 
// by Alexander Bolt 
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        Captain Permafrost arrived in the scene of miniature war zone. The dining hall was utterly trashed, the table was split, on end flipped over and the other thrown against the wall opposite. In the middle of the havoc was a decayed, robed, decrepit THING as best he could tell, and he appeared to be throwing waves of fire at seemingly random. Beside the decayed humanoid stood a squat, green creature, which seemed to be reveling in the chaos and even joining in by flinging fireballs across the room. The icing on the cake, however, was the stone and flame behemoth, appearing as a group of green-grey stones held loosely together by green fire. The massive being was tromping around the room, slamming the ground with what the Captain could only guess were the ends of its upper appendages.
As Permafrost silently watched, he began to see a method to the robed thing's madness. A tall, slender, violet skinned being was barely visible as it dodged every attack made with a kind of grace a pegasus would be jealous of. A feminine shout of joy seemed to escape the beings lips as the fiery colossus missed her by less than an inch, seemingly overjoyed by the fact she was so close to danger.
"C'mon, warlock, two demons out and you still can't hit me!" She shouted mockingly, getting a frustrated yell from the fire throwing lunatic.
"Stand still, damn elf! You can't evade me forever, so you'd best meet your end now before I tire of this game!" He shouted, voice raspy and filled with anger. At this point, Permafrost had had nearly enough of the two, having learned full well what Princess Luna had gone through with the two who had appeared in her room. Before he stepped forward, however, the fire made demon seemed to grow unstable, collapsing on itself before exploding. The elf gave a triumphant shout as she seemed to disappear for half a second before reappearing above the undead spell caster, dropping her fist down to a punch to the warlock squarely in the back of the head, knocking the crazed summoner out cold. The elf stood above the warlock, hands on her hips as she clicked her tongue down at the defeated warlock, before turning to Captain Permafrost with a smile. 
"Hey there. Sorry about the mess, warlocks are simply impossible  to reason with. Now then, where mi-" She was cut off as she was thrown to the floor, having received a blow from behind my a purplish-black blob. It seemed to lunge at the fallen elf, claw raised to deliver yet another blow, when it was blown back, frozen, against the wall behind it. The fallen rogue was already back on her feet, one sword drawn and the other halfway out of its sheath, when she stopped mid motion, not expecting such effective assistance. She turned to thank the pony when she noticed how ragged he looked after the spell. Permafrost was shivering, his breath visible like he was struck by some kind of cold, which was awkward for the elf, as the air was quite warm, even slightly humid. She approached the unicorn, leaning over a bit to support him. "Hey. Mini horse. Don't go dying on me here. I don't even know your name."
Permafrost shrugged her off, taking a deep breath as he steadied himself. "Permafrost. And miss, dying is not on the schedule."

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"Of all the races in Azeroth, I must be stuck with two HUMANS." Velian complained.
"You're kidding, right? You're done nothing but whine since you got here, elf." Arvenell retorted.
"You two are arguing like children." Aldorose interjected. This was a recurring theme, Luna observed, as an insult would be made by either the death knight or paladin, the other would make a remark in turn, and the monk, who happened to have taken residence on the outdoor terrace, would insult both while meditating. Luna herself had preferred to stay silent, as Celestia had removed herself quite early, just after Captain Permafrost had left. Soon after the arguing had begun once more, and Luna was growing bored with the cycle. The explosion noises had ceased, which made her hope that the Captain was returning with more aliens. She was not disappointed. As Permafrost cantered through the door, what followed him could be called weird in the very least. A violet skinned humanoid, taller than the others, was carrying what looked to be a loosely held together corpse over her shoulder, and dragging a frozen purple blob in tow. Permafrost gave a curt bow to Luna before leaving, obviously tired from the confrontation.
"Arvenell? Wow. That's surprising. Not as much as a blood elf alive, I suppose, but still, not the craziest thing. Neat seein' your brother here too, I guess. Hey Al! So, I take it you've got a bit more knowledge on this place?" The newcomer asked as soon as the door was closed, already having dropped the warlock and his minion as she bounced  over beside the heavily armored human. Velian simply stood slack jawed, Luna's eyes had widened, her mind having memories of a certain pink mare, and after a moment, Arvenell just burst out laughing.
"Ah, Lyunah, of all the night elves to get here, fate seems to have chosen the most fun." The death knight said finally.
"Nice to see you too, Lyunah." Aldorose called over from his spot on the terrace. Lyunah herself chuckled, then turned to Princess Luna, a serious look now on her face.
"So, I take it you're Luna? Captain Frosty told me a little bit about you and your big sister on the way. So, if you don't mind me asking, why can't he use magic without looking like he'll pass out?" She inquired, an eyebrow raised. All three foreigners (unconscious warlock not included.) look from Lyunah to Luna, eyebrows raised. Luna simply sighed, a frown on her face. It was a silent minute before she responded, a twinge of pity in her voice.
"Night elf, you have been here less than a few minutes, and you have already asked too many questions."