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Whispers of the Woods: Part 6
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Patty
((As per usual, hope you enjoy and please leave feedback, yada-yada, I need to talk less. -.-
Also, I’m considering trying to make this a “permanent” - or regular fixture. Again, post comments about it below.))
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Shala squirmed desperately, and bit the Captain’s finger, trying to escape his grasp. However, this was to no avail. The Orc was much stronger and more powerful than herself, in her weakened state.
“Don’t move. It will only make things worse.” Said the Captain, grinning madly. Shala’s eyes widened, and the captain began tearing and biting at Shala’s ragged clothes. The Kaldorei screamed loudly, and kicked the Orc in the stomach, winding him for several seconds. Quickly, she was back in his grasp and tried clambering into a corner hopelessly. She curled herself into a foetal position, and Kakrun hit her, trying to break her defence.
“You’re making me angry!” He grunted, hitting the Elf with the back of his hand, and she spat out a tooth as blood gathered in her mouth.
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Tal’ruk and Drakthog burst through the keep’s doors, running down the hallway. Drakthog called on the fire spirit to surround some guards which were chasing them, axes at their hands and almost foaming at the mouth. Drakthog frowned, wondering what was causing them to act so violently.
Tal’ruk asked the wind spirit to knock back a guard in front of them, which looked ferocious. Her eyes were glowing red, and moved with great agility. The wind spirit kindly obliged, trapping her in a whirlwind for some time. The Orcs continued running.
“Father…where are we going?” Asked the young Orc, panting.
“To find the Captain. All has turned to vain ambition. It is time order was restored.” Spat the elder Orc harshly.
“What do you mean?” Asked Tal’ruk.
“You will see. You will see…” Said Drakthog. They ran, being chased by many grunts, before hearing the captain’s voice coupled with screaming in a nearby room. Drakthog channelled the elements, releasing them in one blow into a plate-reinforced door.
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Tiragon and Sproxie woke up, unable to tell the time of day due to the misty shroud of the trees over the Sun, and met downstairs. They paid the innkeeper several gold, and continued their travels. Riding through the trees, having lost track of the tangled roads and paths, Sproxie felt a light wind fly above her head. Then, the sound of an arrow hitting a tree echoed slightly, resonating.
“Um…Tir?” Asked the Gnome, getting her daggers out.
“Yes?” Reacted the Human who must have been distracted.
“Who d’ya think this is?” She asked, plucking the arrow from a tree.
“I’m not sure. Be on guard, though.” He whispered, grabbing his mace.
“I could have shot you in the dark. You and your…little friend can be heard halfway across the forest.” Remarked a female Night Elf, clutching a bow.
“Hey! I’m not li-”
“Sentinels!” She gestured, her mail glimmering in the twilight. From the trees, Elven archers emerged, bows at the ready.
“You!” Pointed the Gnome at the Night Elven woman in front of her. “Me?”
“Yup! Put your weapons down, we don’t wanna fight.” Said Sproxie. The Kaldorei sighed “You Gnomes are all the same.” Placing an arrow in her bowstring.
“Can we not talk about this like Allies?” Asked Tiragon, trying to calm both forces. The Night Elven leader gestured once again, said something in Elvish and the other Kaldorei lowered their weapons.
“Very well. I am Captain Felida Nightbow of the Silverwing Sentinels.” She said, taking the pair to a nearby outpost. “We are here to react to the increasing Warsong threat.” She said, walking lightly.
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Naia lay on her head, and tried to sleep.
“Kill!”
Boomed a deep voice, startling her.
“Ah, you thought I had left you?”
It chuckled.
“No, I need your help, little Elf. I need revenge.”
“What must I do?” Asked Naia, confused.
“There is an Orcish book in the Village library. It is the only of its kind, and can be found in the forbidden section.”
It replied.
“Yes, master.” Responded the Elf blankly.
”And Naia, do not fail me. I do not take kindly to failures.”
Naia nodded, and walked in an almost trance-like state towards the library.
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Kyrael was now fairly drunk, and had spoken with the Draenei for several hours. He had learnt that he was a vindicator, hunting remnants of the Burning Legion in Ashenvale, and had a discussion about the naïveté of the younger Eastern races.
“Sorry, but I do not even know your name.” Said the Elf, trying not to sound rude.
“My name? Valak.” He responded. “Vot is yours?”
“Kyrael. Kyrael Shadowbreeze.” He replied. Valak nodded, before suddenly widening his eyes and rushing for his weapon.
“Where are you going?” Asked the drunken Elf, losing his balance.
“There is something nearby. Vot it is, I do not know. It is a Demon of some form.” He said. “I hope ve vill meet again one day, Master Shadowbreeze.” Said the Draenei, running out of the inn hastily.
Kyrael shrugged, and ordered another drink.
”They are quite strange creatures…”
He thought, smirking as he took a gulp from his large glass of Dwarven mead.
“The Dwarves may be a little too inquisitive for their own good, but they know how to make alcohol.”
He chuckled.
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Patty
Hmm, I'm confused about the Draenei - Will he be a new character or...?
Well, um... I don't really know myself yet lol. I might decide on making him a regular character, or a background sort of character. However, this probably won't be the last we see of Valak.
Patty once again you've pushed the barrier on inappropiacy ('tis a word!) But awesomes story. :) I think you meant inappropriacy? ;)
But thanks for the feedback - I was very tired when I wrote it because it was the only free time on my own all week. So, if it sucks...there's an excuse. :D
Anywho, what about making it a regular fixture? I might have to squeeze the time into my weekly schedule Read as: I'm trying to look like I have a hectic social life. But I should be able to try and find the time.
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