World of Warcraft - Against the Razormanes... Pt. 1
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Evil Ujio
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Lekah hisses looking at the human woman, “Such a creature, so soft and pink, a pathetic hunter if I have ever seen one. But do not fret red-haired wench I will not kill you for the goblin seems fond of your presence.”
Lady Ravenheart narrows her eyes slightly, “Watch your tongue…” she clenches her fist before calming and turning to Garrak, “As do you orc, and I appreciate your words, my brothers, my men will be missed; I mourn their loss as any commander should. I am a stranger in a strange land, and I fear that I will not find my way home any time soon,” she says wistfully, lowering her eyes.
“I apologize for not introducing myself, I am Lady Celia Ravenheart, Knight-Captain of the Stormwind Army of the Alliance and Paladin of the Light. I welcome your hospitality,” she says curtly.
Lekah grins, “Lekah… the manslayer,” she clucks tauntingly.
Lady Ravenheart narrows her eyes slightly, “Watch your tongue…” she clenches her fist before calming and turning to Garrak, “As do you orc, and I appreciate your words, my brothers, my men will be missed; I mourn their loss as any commander should. I am a stranger in a strange land, and I fear that I will not find my way home any time soon,” she says wistfully, lowering her eyes.
“I apologize for not introducing myself, I am Lady Celia Ravenheart, Knight-Captain of the Stormwind Army of the Alliance and Paladin of the Light. I welcome your hospitality,” she says curtly.
Lekah grins, “Lekah… the manslayer,” she clucks tauntingly.
Festy_Dog
First Post
"I am Garrak Stormbringer, student of Mirlus Fireborn," the shaman introduces himself.
...of the Light, she said. The humans were still fighting a war of good versus evil. His people's past wasn't something Garrak would shy away from, he did not deny what they were until only recently. Orcs, at least the majority of them, carried tainted blood no longer. Nonetheless, the human woman who sat across the table from him was not a bad person, indeed she could easily have been described as a good person. She was a noble warrior protecting her kin from the harms of the world. They had that much in common.
"Finding your way home seems a difficult prospect," Garrak nodded in agreement, "To seek help from us would be a conflict of interest, as to lead you back to your ships would require us knowing where they are. My advice is to wait until there is a battle between our peoples then tag along when both sides trade their prisoners of war. You'd have a better idea than I of how long you'd have to wait for something like that."
...of the Light, she said. The humans were still fighting a war of good versus evil. His people's past wasn't something Garrak would shy away from, he did not deny what they were until only recently. Orcs, at least the majority of them, carried tainted blood no longer. Nonetheless, the human woman who sat across the table from him was not a bad person, indeed she could easily have been described as a good person. She was a noble warrior protecting her kin from the harms of the world. They had that much in common.
"Finding your way home seems a difficult prospect," Garrak nodded in agreement, "To seek help from us would be a conflict of interest, as to lead you back to your ships would require us knowing where they are. My advice is to wait until there is a battle between our peoples then tag along when both sides trade their prisoners of war. You'd have a better idea than I of how long you'd have to wait for something like that."
Voadam
Legend
Snarrek smiles at Lekah. "Very clever Lekah, now we know for sure the witch's food works for all speech, not just among those who eat." He turns to the human "Celia Heart-of-a-Thieving-Bird, I am Snarrek. Slayer of demons and magic users. You fought well against the dead, Thief Heart. You have nothing to fear from us unless you turn against us. Then I would kill you." He picks up another rib and cracks it between his large tusks. He turns to the witch "Good meat." The troll's apetite is prodigious after fighting, running, and healing.
Rikandur Azebol
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Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.
"Well, I offered her our hospitality under condition mentioned by Snarrek. I'm sure that against Demonic puppets we need all strength we could manage. I remember orcs and humans fighting side by side ... on mount Hyjal. Barely won ... but demonic forces were inmense ... veterans still have nightmares."
Garrak and Snarrek could remember that indeed, on the nights of the full moon Groog was waking half of the village with screams. And he smiled mishiefvously to orc shaman.
"And it was magic that brought demons to Draenor, and here. It is inherently vile and corrupting ... You would done wiser staying with old, traditional methods of shaman healers, my young friend. Herbs and Shamans authority, You don't need any magic to make your duties or pay homage to ancestors."
He smirked to Celia too. And rolled his eyes when Lekah quiped ... he hoped she quiped, that she did spared Ravenheart because of his ... affection ? Nonsense, he like normal women. Preety, with big nice ears and healthy green smile. Not some fanatics that are pale as someone skinned. Even if she had nice eyes ... Aggh, what sorcery it was ?
"How nice of You, dear Lekah ... almost like stab in the chest. But I'm just keeping my word ... and would surely try to interfere in unjust attempt on humaness's life."
He explained himself quickly before sharp tongued trolless would laugh him off to death. His granma was alvays teaching her favorite grandson to never argue with woman twice his weight. And as he was almost three times smaller than both trolls, this advice seemed very sound.
"Well, I offered her our hospitality under condition mentioned by Snarrek. I'm sure that against Demonic puppets we need all strength we could manage. I remember orcs and humans fighting side by side ... on mount Hyjal. Barely won ... but demonic forces were inmense ... veterans still have nightmares."
Garrak and Snarrek could remember that indeed, on the nights of the full moon Groog was waking half of the village with screams. And he smiled mishiefvously to orc shaman.
"And it was magic that brought demons to Draenor, and here. It is inherently vile and corrupting ... You would done wiser staying with old, traditional methods of shaman healers, my young friend. Herbs and Shamans authority, You don't need any magic to make your duties or pay homage to ancestors."
He smirked to Celia too. And rolled his eyes when Lekah quiped ... he hoped she quiped, that she did spared Ravenheart because of his ... affection ? Nonsense, he like normal women. Preety, with big nice ears and healthy green smile. Not some fanatics that are pale as someone skinned. Even if she had nice eyes ... Aggh, what sorcery it was ?
"How nice of You, dear Lekah ... almost like stab in the chest. But I'm just keeping my word ... and would surely try to interfere in unjust attempt on humaness's life."
He explained himself quickly before sharp tongued trolless would laugh him off to death. His granma was alvays teaching her favorite grandson to never argue with woman twice his weight. And as he was almost three times smaller than both trolls, this advice seemed very sound.
Evil Ujio
First Post
Lady Ravenheart nods in response, “My mission is not something I can discuss at this time, but I can say that I was not here to engage you creat-, I was not sent here to fight with members of the Horde. I hope that answer will suffice for now.”Voadam said:
The Green Witch speaks as she stands in the doorway, “The fear of magic is strong, but one should not fear what is simply misunderstood, Master Groog. Indeed it was magic that lead me to you, it is magic that will aid you, and magic that will assure your victory, from the powers of the village shaman to the might of true arcane power.”
Lekah laughs, “Give me a keen blade to any spell any day, I say.”
The orc witch replies softly, “You have nothing to fear from me, or the human, indeed, you have more to fear from those that you would call friend, and master.”
Lekah raises a brow at that statement.
Evil Ujio
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Greyhorn
1 week ago…
The plains of Mulgore are green, and the evening is warm on the skin of the hunting party. The ancestors be praised, but the hunt has been good this evening and several plainstriders have been cleaned for the good of the tribe.
Azok, Master of the Hunt takes a seat next to Greyhorn with a mighty sigh, the elder Tauren hunter eats his food before he finally speaks to the younger scout, “You did well on the hunt this day, your ancestors be praised; indeed I welcome our return to the lodge…”
But something else catches Greyhorn’s eyes… in the distance the silhouette of a wolf standing on a hill, its howl is a piercing sound that strikes a chord in the young scout’s soul… he does not even notice that Azok has stopped talking and is waiting expectantly for the young Tauren to reply.
1 week ago…
The plains of Mulgore are green, and the evening is warm on the skin of the hunting party. The ancestors be praised, but the hunt has been good this evening and several plainstriders have been cleaned for the good of the tribe.
Azok, Master of the Hunt takes a seat next to Greyhorn with a mighty sigh, the elder Tauren hunter eats his food before he finally speaks to the younger scout, “You did well on the hunt this day, your ancestors be praised; indeed I welcome our return to the lodge…”
But something else catches Greyhorn’s eyes… in the distance the silhouette of a wolf standing on a hill, its howl is a piercing sound that strikes a chord in the young scout’s soul… he does not even notice that Azok has stopped talking and is waiting expectantly for the young Tauren to reply.
Rikandur Azebol
First Post
Groog Profit, Tinker Genius.
"Huh ? So You frown on advice coming from experience if it isn't hammered in Your orcy skull ? Forget what I said, from good heart, Shaman Garrak. My intent wasn't to force my opinion, but to caution You on inherent perils of sorcery.
All of it starts with good intent and ends in disaster.
Draenor destroyed, or You forgot who did it ? This world miraculously surviving, and I bet it won't have second chance. Technology is safer, because it doesn't lure demons, like magic does."
He stared back at the Green Witch and said cautiously, seemingly less unsettled than before.
"Miss Green Witch, I fear only this what I know is uncontrollable and too dangerous. If I make mistake during my experiments ... Only I will sufer. If sorcerer cast even most innocent spell ... demonkind see it as bright flare, inviting to feast of carnage. I saw carnage wrought by them, and have nightmares to this day ... Even learned how to use magic, to know enemy ... so I say. It is mostly proper gestures and strange words that activate enchanted items. I mean no offense, nor I'm hostile to those who dabble in sorcery. It is their life and sanity they risk, after all. So I apologise if any of my words seem harsh to You, miss. And thank You for delicious meal ... Huh ? Why Snarrek would dislike You Lekah ?"
He raised eyebrow too.
"Huh ? So You frown on advice coming from experience if it isn't hammered in Your orcy skull ? Forget what I said, from good heart, Shaman Garrak. My intent wasn't to force my opinion, but to caution You on inherent perils of sorcery.
All of it starts with good intent and ends in disaster.
Draenor destroyed, or You forgot who did it ? This world miraculously surviving, and I bet it won't have second chance. Technology is safer, because it doesn't lure demons, like magic does."
He stared back at the Green Witch and said cautiously, seemingly less unsettled than before.
"Miss Green Witch, I fear only this what I know is uncontrollable and too dangerous. If I make mistake during my experiments ... Only I will sufer. If sorcerer cast even most innocent spell ... demonkind see it as bright flare, inviting to feast of carnage. I saw carnage wrought by them, and have nightmares to this day ... Even learned how to use magic, to know enemy ... so I say. It is mostly proper gestures and strange words that activate enchanted items. I mean no offense, nor I'm hostile to those who dabble in sorcery. It is their life and sanity they risk, after all. So I apologise if any of my words seem harsh to You, miss. And thank You for delicious meal ... Huh ? Why Snarrek would dislike You Lekah ?"
He raised eyebrow too.
