Mai'Kull stands upon the rocky coast of the Eastern Broken Shores. Looming overhead hovered The Ebon Hold: Acherus. Mai'Kull studied it for a moment before diving head first into the waters below. He wasn't the strongest Mage, He wasn't the most battle hardened the Grim has ever seen, nor was he very well equipped in his eyes. But what he did do, he did DAMN well...and he was hellbent on proving that point to the Inquisitors.
Great thing about being Forsaken, you didn't have to hold your breath. He was able to swim underwater all the way out undetected by Death Knights and Demons alike. Once he was able to see the center of the Great Necropolis above him, he resurfaced.
He studied his position for a moment swaying back and forth in the water until he felt he was in just the right spot. Snapping his fingers, he opened a small portable hole into his hands, and withdrew an egg shaped mechanical object. Clicking the top of this machine he was lurched straight up out of the water a good 10 feet.
Gnomish Engineering. Full of some of the most foolish devices Azaroth had ever seen, however every once and a while they did manage to get something right. As he began to fall back into the water, he clicked the Gnomish Gravity Well again and was lurched another 10 feet into the air.
With a flick from his free hand, he carved the arcane magics around him, slowing his decent as he gave the device several more clicks, sending him bouncing further and further into the air. As remarkable as the device was, it was not without limits, or faults. He knew using it as much as he needed to reach his goal was going to overheat the device, and he did not wish to loose any more altitude than he needed.
He cursed the air around him. Whatever it was the Legion was doing was terrifying almost all the flying beasts at his command. It even short circuited his flying machine he managed to recover. It was lucky enough the Fight Masters were able to get their mounts in the air for Point A to Point B flight paths, but this battle against the legion was going to be fought on the ground...which is what made this mission more difficult and lead him to using this trickery.
After a few minutes and a few hundred feet into the air, the device overheated. Slowly descending, he summoned a miniaturize frost nova around the device to speed up the cooling process. Within 15 seconds, and a swift smack to the thigh, he was able to get it working again.
Up and Up and Up he climbed, each time the device overheated, he was able to quickly cool it down and regain altitude. Finally he saw it; The Railings of the lower levels of Acherus were almost within reach.
With several more furious clicks, MaiKull managed to leap over the railing, into the Hall of Command. He arrogantly basked in his own accomplishment, but it was celebrated far too soon. As soon as he had stepped foot into the Death Knight's Sanctuary, the arcane eyes of the fortress were trained on him. And before he could take a single step to advance, a Death Knight Guardian had leaped from his post, and cast out his Death's Grip.
The spell caught MaiKull firmly across his rib-cage, and with a bone-snapping pull, the Death Knight vaulted over the railing, pulling MaiKull overboard as well. A flying Death Charger had caught the Death Knight and together, with MaiKull still in tow, they flew fast away from The Ebon Hold, towards the City of Dalaran.
Everything had happend so quickly, MaiKull barley had a moment to think, he felt dazed by the Deaths Grip still holding him, dragging him through the air like a rag-doll. By the time he realized what was going on, and attempted to break the Death Knight's hold, he was being thrown to the ground on Krasus' Landing.
The Death Knight spat some form of insult towards MaiKull, sounded like Common. As he got to his feet to look at his tormentor, he could see it already flying off back to its base of operations. He dusted himself off and shot a dirty glare at the on-lookers at the landing. "Luck he flew off..." he muttered aloud.
He looked over the edge of Dalaran towards the now tiny speck Acherus was on the horizon, his mind racing, calculating what had occurred. The Forsaken cracked a grin...
He got in...
*A small note sits on the desk of Khorvis*
I write this note to inform you of my progress in regards to infiltrating the Death Knight's Sanctuary. Preliminary tests prove infiltration is possible, however a direct approach is not feasible due to the number of guards and arcane enchantments. However I do believe my next attempt will bare fruit.
I shall leave the broken isles and head for Northrend. Malykriss: The Vile Hold in Icecrown will hold the detailed information I need on the Necropolis. There is also a demonic relic I need from the Eastern Plague lands to complete this mission.
The next update you receive, will hold the answers you seek.