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Dawn of the Dragon	By : RotSeele Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Three
Karidormi glided low over the red dirt of Durotar. She touched down close to Razor Hill's south side and changed forms quickly. This time, she made sure she was dressed like a blood elf instead of a high elf, since she was in Horde territory. Of course, she probably could've gotten away with her usual attire, but she didn't want to draw attention to herself. She was here only to prove herself wrong.
She'd gone to Orgrimmar first, hoping that her mission would be over before it even got started, but she learned that Go’el his wife Aggra, and his young son Durak had gone to the Echo Isles to visit the new Warchief Vol'jin, who had returned to his home in order to erase the evidence of Garrosh's Horde on his people and his people's land. So Karidormi headed south, and had ended up where she was now.
She smoothed out a wrinkle in her robe and moved out on foot. She liked Durotar; it reminded her of the Tanaris desert, where everything that lived there struggled to make a living. The orcs and trolls had tamed this place and lived with the creatures already here, but the two races were as tenacious as the scorpids that wandered the sands. They wouldn't give up their home without a fight.
Karidormi spotted the troll village of Sen'jin and picked up her pace a bit. The trolls didn't pay her any mind, going about their business like a stranger walking through their village wasn't anything to be concerned about. Karidormi smiled as she walked through the village, glad to see that being occupied by zealots hadn't done anything to dampen the spirits of this proud people.
She wended her way toward the shore. She cast a quick spell that would allow her to simply float over the water, then made her way to the main village on Echo Isles, where she would, hopefully, find Thrall and be able to lay to rest the nagging voices in her head.
Karidormi reached the shore and headed into the main part of the island. Everything there was a blur of motion, with trolls and orcs and blood elves and Tauren heading this way and that, with wolves and raptors and kodos hitched to wagons filled with iron pieces. Karidormi had to side-step a few of them, just to make sure she wasn't run over. She moved around the village, looking at the huts and tall trees that had been felled over the time the orcs had occupied the place. It was looking like the progress being made was being spearheaded by whoever was in the main hut up the hill, so that's where Karidormi headed. As she trudged up the hill, she could hear voices, and recognized Go’el’s gruff voice, along with Vol'jin's maimed one. She couldn’t hear what they were talking about, so she had to get closer. She picked up her pace until she came to the front porch of the hut and could peer in.
Go’el stood close to Aggra, who was kneeling on the floor with her hand on the back of her small son. Durak seemed oblivious to the words the adults were saying, focused on playing with a toy totem. Karidormi shifted so she could try to see their expressions, but she couldn't get closer without making a scene. So she got as close as she could, and was grateful when several blood elves seemingly joined her, working on repairing a piece of the main hut.
"So that's why we're here." Go’el said.
There was silence for a long moment before Vol'jin said, "So ya want me ta watch your boy until ya return?"
"You're the only one we can trust with this." Aggra replied. Karidormi could hear the love in her voice, and assumed she was looking at Durak when she said those words.
"Think of it as practice." Go’el said, grinning.
Vol'jin snorted. "That be a long way off yet, I hope. But ya better be comin' back, Go’el. A boy needs his parents."
"We'll be back, Vol'jin. I promise you that. There's too much left to do, and I don't want my son suffering through what I had to go through."
There was a long moment of silence, broken only by a baby's giggling and attempts to talk. Then Vol'jin sighed deeply. "I'll watch your boy, protect him. But ya better come back. Both of ya. I don' wanna explain ta everyone why ya didn't come back."
"Don't worry, Vol'jin. I'll be there to help Go'el every step of the way. We've come this far, so we won't stop until we've discovered why this is happening, and how to stop it."
"Good luck. We'll be waitin' for ya."
Karidormi quickly ducked around the blood elf group as Go’el and Aggra exited the hut. She waited until they had started down the hill, then quickly followed them, keeping a good distance so they didn't notice her. She followed them to the shore and ducked behind a clump of bushes.
Go’el suddenly doubled over in pain. Aggra grabbed hold of him and went down with him, her expression one of horror. She pushed back the sleeve of Go’el’s robe and Karidormi felt her heart fall into her stomach. Go’el’s normally green skin was covered with molten cracks and burns. She could see remnants of salves, of poultices and other herbal concoctions, smeared on his skin, like Go’el has been trying to heal himself. Aggra grabbed a bit of water and all but slapped it on the affected area, channeling healing magic with a ferocity Karidormi hadn't known the Mag'har female possessed.
It was over in a matter of seconds, but the longer Karidormi watched, she knew it had already begun, Go’el’s deterioration. He hadn't had a true breakdown yet, but she knew it was only a matter of time before something irreversible happened. It was already clear both Go’el and Aggra were trying to fight this affliction, and it clear they didn't want anyone to know. But she knew what would happen if they dealt with this alone.
Karidormi took a deep breath and stepped out, moving with purpose toward Go’el and Aggra.
Aggra was quick to step in front of Go’el, to give him time to cover up his arm. Karidormi held up her hands in a gesture of peace. "I'm here to help," she said quickly.
"Help with what?" Aggra snapped.
"I know what's wrong with him." Karidormi said. "I saw it. I don't know how long it will take, but you will head to Ashenvale, to the volcano there. You'll try to contain it, with the help of other shaman, but it won't work. Go’el you'll still go mad, and you'll kill everyone, including Aggra."
Go’el rose and put his arm around Aggra's waist. "Who are you?"
"My name is Karidormi. I'm part of the bronze flight. I had a dream where I saw you fully claimed by this sickness. I don't know what it is, but I know it has to do with the powers of the Earth Warder. It'll continue to consume you until you become the destroyer of everything you love."
She could see the disbelief in their eyes. Then Go’el closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You aren't lying," he said at last.
Karidormi kept the relief from her face. "No, I'm not. Go’el, the power of the Earth Warder is what's causing this. Eventually, the pain will become too much and you'll lose yourself, just like Deathwing did."
"I don't hear the whispering of the Old Gods. How can I lose myself?"
"You'll hear them soon. And if not, then... then I don't know why the power would suddenly start going out of control like this. All I know is what you told me - that you could feel every bite of an axe, and every fire that consumed a forest, every rock that was ripped from the ground was like a burning wound that wouldn't heal."
Go’el and Aggra exchanged glances. Karidormi felt her chest grow tight. They had to believe her. They had to. The two orcs shifted, turning their heads together to discuss in privacy. Karidormi waited, because it was the only thing she could do. Finally, they looked toward her again. Aggra approached her, and held out her hand. Cautiously, Karidormi took it. Aggra curled her fingers around Karidormi's hand in a tight grip, her eyes never leaving the dragon's face. Karidormi's gaze never faltered. She stared into Aggra's eyes, desperate for the Mag'har to believe her. Aggra held her gaze for a long moment, before she finally nodded.
Aggra stepped back and released Karidormi's hand. "She's telling the truth, my love."
Go’el clenched his fist. "Do you know how to fix this ailment, Kari?"
Karidormi shook her head. "No, but I have an idea of where to start. If you can hold out for a little longer, I can find the answers we need."
Go’el nodded. "Then I guess I don't have much of a choice."
"I promise you," Karidormi said, "I won't let you fall to this madness. I'll find some way to help you."
Aggra returned to Go’el’s side. "Then, my love, we ought to go somewhere safe, where we won't run into other people."
"You'll be able to find us? We don't want anyone knowing about this." Go’el said.
Karidormi smiled. "Don't worry about me. I'll be able to find you without a doubt."
Go’el nodded and wrapped his arm around Aggra's waist. "We'll be waiting for some good news. If it's the power of the Earth Warder, then we must find a way to control it." A moment later, they were gone, the only sign of their presence was the shifted sands on the beach and the light ripple in the water.
Karidormi transformed quickly and launched into the air. Now that she knew Go’el was aware - as was Aggra - she was confident she'd have the time to find the cause. Because before she could think of a cure, she had to discover the cause of the Earth Warder's powers going awry. Right now, she was on her own. If she moved fast, then maybe, just maybe, she could stop Go’el’s deterioration before it got any further.
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