Trolls and tribulations
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+S through Z › World of Warcraft
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
21
Views:
5,312
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own world of warcraft nor do I make any money from it but boy do I wish I did
Truth and all things troll
There was a long moment of silence.
"Ah am in trouble, ya all starin' at meh like ah'm dead...or wuz." Tasha tried to make a joke, the smile was weak, she had some healing left to do that was for sure.
"Ya shoulda left dis ta us mon, dis be fer us dat can do dis stuff an' not get kilt." Kuu's voice soft, she didn't want her concerns to show in front of others, her eyes clearly saying she had been worried. "An' da boy dere got 'isself kilt as well."
Tasha glanced over to Kuu's left and there he was, the troll she'd met in her....dream? Vision? Undead experience?
"Sumone gonna brin' 'im back?" A valid question she thought yet none moved to start casting, though she knew of those about her none but Imon could do so. Or her she mused and began to sit up to cast it herself when Imon stopped her.
"Ah do it mon, but den we all need ta find a place ta talk. A lotta talk." She nodded and watched a moment as he moved his hands in the way she'd seen several times, casting a spell to bring a spirit back to a body. Seconds later the dead troll took a deep breath and she carefully stood up, casting her own healing spell upon him before falling to her knees once more.
"Luv ya be hurt!"
The trolls around Tasha and Omen looked at each other then to Attican and Darcie, who nodded and the 5 senior army members closed ranks about the two, carefully ushering them out the door of the throne room and off into a quiet corner of Orgrimmar. Once settled there the two Forsaken stepped outside the door as if to stand guard.
"Dis be da one?" Zoral's deeper than usual voice cut the silence, and Imon nodded at the death knight.
"Wuz Gadrins choice but 'e seemed ta 'ave 'angled da job nice nuff. Leas' Tasha's spirits improved sayin' dat aye?"
Omen glared at the two males and moved a little closer to Tasha who still looked confused and a little battered. As his arm slid around her to comfort her she leaned into his shoulder and closed her eyes, not wanting to see what was potentially going to be a lot of fighting.
"Ah be 'er mate, an' ah'll fight any mon dat try ta stop meh doing jus' dat." Omen's voice was quiet but firm, against his elders he'd stand no chance and he knew it. But he was fighting for what he believed in and hoped his voice showed that."And she wantin' meh ta be 'ers ah tink, if she dun wan' meh, why she leanin' on meh?"
"Tasha?" All eyes had turned to her now, she knew that and she managed to force hers open, shifting her gaze from one to the other...ending with Imon.
"Ah....." She stopped, looking to Kuu her eyes brimming with tears. How could she tell them all what her heart had contained, what she'd hidden from everyone even herself. She knew that Kuu knew it though and the huntress nodded, she'd seen the signs...omens some would call it and saw fate had waved it's hand.
"Ah know Tasha. Dis be ya chance fer it. Take it....as ah did."
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yes I know you all hate cliffhanger endings...but I needs ta plot...and Tasha is so confused right now
"Ah am in trouble, ya all starin' at meh like ah'm dead...or wuz." Tasha tried to make a joke, the smile was weak, she had some healing left to do that was for sure.
"Ya shoulda left dis ta us mon, dis be fer us dat can do dis stuff an' not get kilt." Kuu's voice soft, she didn't want her concerns to show in front of others, her eyes clearly saying she had been worried. "An' da boy dere got 'isself kilt as well."
Tasha glanced over to Kuu's left and there he was, the troll she'd met in her....dream? Vision? Undead experience?
"Sumone gonna brin' 'im back?" A valid question she thought yet none moved to start casting, though she knew of those about her none but Imon could do so. Or her she mused and began to sit up to cast it herself when Imon stopped her.
"Ah do it mon, but den we all need ta find a place ta talk. A lotta talk." She nodded and watched a moment as he moved his hands in the way she'd seen several times, casting a spell to bring a spirit back to a body. Seconds later the dead troll took a deep breath and she carefully stood up, casting her own healing spell upon him before falling to her knees once more.
"Luv ya be hurt!"
The trolls around Tasha and Omen looked at each other then to Attican and Darcie, who nodded and the 5 senior army members closed ranks about the two, carefully ushering them out the door of the throne room and off into a quiet corner of Orgrimmar. Once settled there the two Forsaken stepped outside the door as if to stand guard.
"Dis be da one?" Zoral's deeper than usual voice cut the silence, and Imon nodded at the death knight.
"Wuz Gadrins choice but 'e seemed ta 'ave 'angled da job nice nuff. Leas' Tasha's spirits improved sayin' dat aye?"
Omen glared at the two males and moved a little closer to Tasha who still looked confused and a little battered. As his arm slid around her to comfort her she leaned into his shoulder and closed her eyes, not wanting to see what was potentially going to be a lot of fighting.
"Ah be 'er mate, an' ah'll fight any mon dat try ta stop meh doing jus' dat." Omen's voice was quiet but firm, against his elders he'd stand no chance and he knew it. But he was fighting for what he believed in and hoped his voice showed that."And she wantin' meh ta be 'ers ah tink, if she dun wan' meh, why she leanin' on meh?"
"Tasha?" All eyes had turned to her now, she knew that and she managed to force hers open, shifting her gaze from one to the other...ending with Imon.
"Ah....." She stopped, looking to Kuu her eyes brimming with tears. How could she tell them all what her heart had contained, what she'd hidden from everyone even herself. She knew that Kuu knew it though and the huntress nodded, she'd seen the signs...omens some would call it and saw fate had waved it's hand.
"Ah know Tasha. Dis be ya chance fer it. Take it....as ah did."
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yes I know you all hate cliffhanger endings...but I needs ta plot...and Tasha is so confused right now