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Hell Cavern	By : Koori Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six
Falcon carried Rain to the clan's large table and knocking off a couple of mugs laid the elf down on his chest across it.
"Not on the table!" Star squealed.
"My ale!" Rarvo moaned.
"Sid, help me!" Falcon demanded as he eyed the damage the whip had done to Rain's back.
"After I heal you," the paladin said, placing a hand on Falcon.
"No … the child first, he's weaker than me …" The skin on the druid's back became warm as the dwarf ignored him and healed the cuts. Cursing Falcon started channeling his own healing powers into the semi-conscious elf on the table. Crystal appeared and using a cloth she dipped into a bucket of water started washing the blood from Rain's back giving him a better view of the cuts that needed mended.
"Someone start working on breakfast, we still have some oats left over from the trade with Silverhelm," Falcon ordered.
"On it," Sly said.
"No extra additions this time, Sly," Sid said as he moved to other side of the table and started using his holy magic to heal the Sin'dorei.
"Bah the ale was a good touch the last time," the rogue replied with a grin.
"I like the way you think," Gola said.
"Lad, what in the hell got into you?" Sid demanded. "This elf isn't worth going under the whip …"
"He was licking my feet, Sid … damn it, he did what the beast told him to and they were going to beat him for it. He hadn't done anything wrong … he didn't deserve it."
"Hell, none of us deserve this but you are a thousand times more important to us healthy than this whelp."
"Doesn't matter now," Falcon said with a shrug. "It is done."
They closed the last cut and Crystal finished cleaning the blood from the skin. Picking up Rain, Falcon brought him to his hut and laid him gently down on the bedroll. Exhausted eyes looked up at him. "Sorry," Rain whispered.
"You have to learn to mind me, Rain." Falcon sighed.
Just then Crystal walked into the hut juggling three bowls. "Breakfast is done … I can't believe they are going to send us into the mines at this hour … a bunch of exhausted help, yeah that will raise your production numbers … frickin' morons."
She handed one bowl to Falcon and sat down. "Come on, child; let's get some food in that stomach of yours." She grabbed Rain's hand and tugged him into a sitting position, then handed him a bowl of oatmeal.
Rain's hand shook slightly as he went to take a timid bite off his spoon.
"How did you convince the others to feed him?" Falcon asked as he ate his own breakfast.
"I didn't … I took two servings and then split it into three bowls."
Falcon nodded. "Make sure to bring an extra canteen of water to the mines to make up for the lack of food."
Rain quickly finished off the oatmeal, taking time to scrape the sides of the bowl clean. Crystal look over at him, there was pity in her eyes. "I'm sorry that is all we have," she said.
The young elf surprised them both by smiling timidly and nodding. "Thank you," he whispered. Crystal handed Rain a flask of water and he took a long drink. Afterwards he poured a small amount of water into his bowl. After swirling his spoon around a few times he drank that as well. Setting the bowl down, he glanced over at Falcon for a moment, his cheeks flushed pink. Falcon raised a curious eyebrow. The Sin'dorei hand moved to his crotch as the blush deepened.
"He has to use the restroom," Crystal translated.
"Oh …" Falcon said. He sat down his empty bowl and motioned for Rain to follow him out of the hut. He led him to the back of camp where there were two outhouses, constructed over a long and deep fissure in the ground. No one knew exactly how deep it went or wear it drained to, the reason they bathed and ran the pump line higher up stream. The toilets were securely fastened over the crack in the cave floor. Finding an empty stall, Falcon opened the door and motioned Rain to enter.
There was a tap on his shoulder and he glanced back, Rain turned around and motioned to the knotted rope that held his leggings up. "Oh right," Falcon said, making quick work of the knot.
After Rain had finished and washed up they walked back to the camp courtyard. The others were waiting, picks and tools in hand. Sid approached with the other set of shackles. The dwarf pointed to a post off to the side of the fire. "You can secure him there," he said. "He'll be in view of Red as she patrols."
"Pug can watch him too," Gola offered. "He won't be much use to me in the mine."
Panic flared up in Rain's gaze but he obediently followed Falcon over to the post and knelt when he was told to. Securing the chain of the shackles on his wrists to an iron hook that had been added to the post, Falcon eyed the other set of manacles in his hand. At the moment Rain still had a little mobility, he'd be able to stand and sit down.
"I'm sorry," Falcon said, as he took Rain's boots off and slipped the cold iron around both ankles. The Blood Elf didn't look at him as he stood and gathered up his pick and lantern. "Please make sure offer him some water from time to time, Red."
The silent hunter nodded.
"All right, let's depart … see if we can find that khorium vein Shar discovered."
With a parting glance at the huddled pale figure, Falcon headed out of the encampment. Red would lock the gate behind them until they returned.
The Earthhunter Clan joined the crowd in front of the mine; here more than anywhere else in Hell Cavern there was a strong demonic presence. The winged beasts were very protective of the precious ore and gems found within the cavern. Inside fights were forbidden and punishable by a whipping if you were lucky or death if you weren't.
Falcon walked up to the large fiend that called himself Overlord Viser and said, "Clan Earthhunter reporting, Master."
"Good … good … take your packs and get to work. I heard you took on two new mouths to feed, I'll expect two more filled quota packs if they are to be fed." The demon hissed.
"Of course," Falcon said picking up four small backpacks from a pile on the ground, the others behind followed suit, though they each only took one bag. Falcon handed one of his to Crystal who threw it over her shoulder. The quota bags were to be filled with ore or gems by the end of the day if they wanted to be paid. There was one for each elf and dwarf in camp; including Rain and an extra bag that surplus would go into for additional cash. Some days they could fill the spare bag, others they couldn't. But it was good to have it along.
As they walked toward the entrance of mine past two towering guards a voice called out. Turning Falcon saw a silver-haired Night Elf female approaching. "Falcon, I was wondering if I could come by your camp this evening … there are matters I'd like to discuss with you."
"Your company is always welcomed, Lady Mira."
"Less talking, more working …" A demon cracked his whip and with a slight bow Falcon continued into the mine. For the first hundred feet the cave was wide enough they could walk four shoulder to shoulder if they chose, the deeper they went the smaller the passageway got. There was no rhyme or reason to the tunnels' paths. Falcon fell back and let Sid take the lead, holding a lantern up high.
The dwarves had a way with the mine; they could find their way through with the ease. As if they were strolling the streets of Ironforge. The air became heavier the deeper they went; soon they lost the light of the ceiling lamps and only had their torches and lanterns to find their way.
"Okay this is where we were yesterday," Sid said.
"I'll take drudge duty and look through the sediments for any missed ore, the rest of you keep going to the vein." Falcon said sitting down the bags he carried and pulling on a pair of leather gloves.
"All right, Lad, I'll send someone back in about an hour to fetch you." Sid said.
Falcon nodded and started sorting through the broken rock piled up from yesterday's collecting. He listened to the footfalls of his clan get lighter behind him. From the way they had come he could hear muffled voices and the sound of other miners' picks chipping away at the stone.
Drudging went quickly and soon he had found several pieces of thorium ore from yesterday's vein that he dropped into one of the packs. Sitting back he took out his canteen and took a cool drink of water. Heavy footfalls warned him of an approaching demon and he quickly got back to work.
"Your clan is quite tucked away here," the demon hissed when it appeared.
"Necessary I'm afraid, Master. The heart of the mine has been stripped clean."
"The walls here aren't shored properly, there could be a cave-in."
"I have some of the best miners in the Cavern; the dwarves of Ironforge know their way around a cave. We will not cause any disturbances." Falcon said, not looking up as he continued sifting through the rubble.
The demon let out a chuckle. "You've caused plenty of disturbances with your little show yesterday."
"That wasn't my intention, I'm sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry for, you'll make the Cavern a bit more exciting for the short time he'll be alive."
Falcon looked up. "What do you mean by that?"
"Nothing … nothing at all," the demon said as he turned and walked back toward the entrance, "though if I was you I'd get my enjoyment out of his flesh sooner than later."
Sighing Falcon stood and looked over his shoulder at the dwarf hiding in the shadows. "So what do you think I should do, Rarvo?"
The rogue shrugged. "The whelp earned my respect yesterday when he tried to protect you. I'm not ready to share my ale with him but can see what has caught your fancy. The way I see it … none of the pale elves are sent to the Cavern to work the mines. They are sent here to die, quickly and as brutal as possible. You've broken that unspoken rule, now it's just a matter of how entertaining the situation is to the demons versus their desire to carry through the death sentence. I'm sorry to say but the lad is probably on borrowed time."
"Perhaps it would be better if I ended it," Falcon said picking up his belongings and falling instep behind the dwarf as he led them back toward the clan. "It's just … there is so much fear in his eyes, I hate adding to it … if only for a moment."
"I'm sure you have something in that garden of yours that you could use on the lad to put him to sleep …" The dwarf spat. "Nasty business, I rather not speak of it."
"Understood," Falcon said. This was one responsibility that only he could shoulder. "Did you find the vein?" He asked changing the subject.
"Aye! And it's a good size one … we're betting we can fill today and tomorrow's quota before it dries up."
"Wonderful news," Falcon said as the rest of the Clan came into view. "Let's get the bags full and get out … I have matters that need attended to."
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