Abducted Hope | By : Quicksilver.Maiden Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 27552 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Well, I say we just head north and keep going. We're obviously on the Western shores of Kalimdor judging by the moon, so we'll eventually reach an outpost."
Uktengga's great head swung back and forth. "We won't be well off if we rove through Darkshore. A Horde outpose will be more accepting of two unarmed human women than an Alliance fortification would of you and I, Gornk." Emmalina placed her hand on Gornk's arm to forestall his objection, and said firmly, "He's right, and I'm too cold to go any farther north. It might harm the child." Gornk's jaw worked, but he finally nodded. "I assume everyone can swim?" Saerah nodded, though she seemed less than confident. Uktengga's heavy hand came to rest softly over her shoulder, giving warmth and comfort without words. She turned her face upwards, and her sparkling eyes met his for a moment, and she relaxed. His pupils dialated and he snorted softly. "Let's be off," his deep voice intoned, and they all slid into the water. The sea was a few degrees warmer than the air, but still very cold as they made their way. Saerah kept pace with the others, breathing heavily and splashing more than was wise in her efforts. South turned out to be the correct choice, as they had been swimming for only twenty minutes when they came around a large outcropping of sheer rock and saw a small hut-like building perched on a much lower cliff. As they continued for a few more minutes, a long pier came into view as well. "I know where we are," said Uktengga. "That's Shadowprey Village. We're in the Desolace." "Good," said Gornk. "We should be able to get a couple of Wind Riders to Orgrimar, and be done with this place." "They can't," Uktengga pointed to the women, "and we have no money to fly with anyway, and nothing to sell that would buy us a meal, much less a wind rider." At that moment, Emmalina's stomach gave a mighty attempt to drown out the sea, and nearly succeeded. "Perhaps we'd better find a way to afford a meal," conceeded Gornk. A gasp from Saerah had everyone looking at her. "There's something in the water, black and white with horns on its head." "Orcas," said Uktengga. "Steer clear of them, they'll eat you if they get the chance... wait." A look of stern contemplation crossed his face. "Gornk, where were you when you were captured?" "I was delivering a missive to Sillithus, why?" "I was on duty in the Thousand Needles. Do you think we could kill that orca unarmed?" "I.. suppose we could try. Why, though?" "Because that's enough meat for this whole village, and if we kill it, we may get some clothes and supplies by providing a feast. There aren't a lot of animals to kill around here, it's all undead, centaurs, drysnap, and demons. They have to buy their meat, which makes it expensive." Gornk sighed gustily, and said, "It might help me to warm up. Let's go, if we're going." Uktengga and Gornk swam out to head the orca off as it made lazy circles in the moonlit bay. As they got close to the sea-mamal, it saw a chance for an easy meal and rounded on Gornk. He grabbed the massive horns atop the beast's head, and drove his knees into its snout. Uktengga took little time as he grasped one flipper and proceeded to hack it off with a few short kicks from his sharp hooves. The beast's high-pitched squeals were barely noticed above the water. With the creature partially disabled, Uktengga took hold of the second horn on the left side of its head, and began pummeling the orca with his hooves. Gornk let go and called up several totems, asking the forces of nature to attack the orca and protect Uktengga. Despite their armorless, weaponless attack, the pair had soon slain the creature, and were using the incomming tide to help them get it to shore. The dawn rose, and the villagers awoke to an orc they had never seen before clothed in a worn old red curtain, and a Tauren who hadn't been there in nearly three years clad in thin breeches and a cape of the same red material. "Ukte, what on Azaroth have you gotten yourself into?" asked Aboda, the Stable master. "A lot, old friend, and much of it against my will and better judgment, but it is over now." "Well, how about dinner at my home for both of you and let's hear all about it?" "I'm afraid it's not just our story, and I do still have a dilemma or two to work out. Is Taiga Wisemane around?" "Wise... sure, but..." "I'll need to speak with him, as soon as possible. Three lives may hang in the balance." "I thought you said your trials were ended..." "The blades have stopped falling, old friend, but the wounds are still healing. Right now, I need that conference." "He should be near his hut, just up the hill." "Gornk, if you'll make sure they don't freeze..?" The orc nodded at Uktengga and went toward the dock as the Tauren made his way to the hill. "Honorable Wisemane, I am in need of your advice." "Speak, young Ukte, though not so young as last I saw you." "Myself and the orc have recently escaped imprisonment by an undead Shadow Priest, and we freed two human women with us. One is heavily pregnant, and I do not have coin to buy silence or shelter. We have slain an orca to trade its meat for supplies, but I fear that it may not be enough." Wisemane stared into the eyes of the younger bull. "I can see your dilemma. Bring the women to my hutt, and I will shelter them for the night. Tomorrow, I will speak with the Wind Rider Master, and see if I can arrange for them to reach neutral ground." Uktengga saluted, glad to have some help. "Ukte, I must warn you, do not let any of the villagers see you bring them, if you can avoid it." Uktengga nodded and left.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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