Trolls and tribulations

Tasha carefully lifted the body a little, trying to summon the energy within her to bring him back. But the fighting still ongoing and her own wounds taking everything she had not to sucumb, she was unable to do more than cradle him in her arms.



And it was sitting in that spot holding him that the human found her, seemingly oblivious to the world around her. Ignoring the threat he was to her. He paused a moment a rough smile on his face, before clubbing her in the back of the head with a mace.



From some few yards away Kuu saw Tasha fall. A fraction of a second later the human fell to a large cat and an arrow flying true.



A few minutes later the raid was squelched. Alliance bodies littered the floor and not a few of the horde defenders as well. Those that could heal and ressurect were making their way thru the bodies, checking for friends to help. Imon spent a moment healing Darcieanne and Zoral, before looking around for Tasha, knowing that she had to be among the fallen.



Elsewhere...



Omen and Tasha looked at each other as they sat upon the sandy beach there outside Sen'jin. Her eyes mutely asking for him to begin with the explanation, his drinking in the sight of her, seeming whole and hearty, yet knowing they had both died, if they were here.



"Ah tried ta 'elp ya luv." He finally spoke as he reached out a hand to take hers, stroking the tops of her fingers with his thumb. "Ain't mah faul' da alliance be lot stronger dan ah can take on alone naw is it?"



"Ain't ya faul' 'tall mon, ya still be learnin' same as meh, dey kilt us bot' if'n ya di'nt notice." She smiled a little shyly, this male troll was tugging at her heartstrings and she didn't fully understand why. She knew something had happened. Something of major significance too if Zoral was to be believed. "Tell meh wat 'appened? 'Ere ah mean, b'fore da battle."



This time he controlled the rage that threatened to bubble up, realising that to scare her or anger her would do him no good at all. Instead he leaned in closer, his face a mere fraction of an inch from hers, allowing his tusks to caress her cheeks as he gently breathed against her lips before he spoke.



"Ya needed meh. Ah found ya. Ah made ya body sing da songs ta spirits dat only a tru woman o'da Darkspear can sing. An' ah wanted ta claim ya as mah mate, but one troll, 'e stopped me sayin' dat ya 'ad a special one fer ya. Ah tol' 'im ya wuz da one fer meh, dat ah wuz waitin'fer ya ta figure." And he leaned in to the gap, pressing lips to hers. Softly at first, then with a little more pressure, feeling it open under his tongue's gentle touch. He shifted his body forward, gathering her in close to him. This was the side of male trolls none would suspect, outside of the mating frenzy their tenderness towards their mates was unparalleled. Wrapped in his arms, Tasha felt a safety she'd never realised was missing, and never wanted to end. She shifted, pressing against him and wrapping her arms about his neck. This was right...this feeling.



It was then she faded....





Back in the throne room Imon had cast the spell to bring her back, and was hunkered down beside her as she opened her eyes. She looked around her. Kuu'jin, Zoral, Imon, Attican, Darcieanne...all looking at her.



"Ah'm in trouble aye?"