Trolls and tribulations

Peace yes, she needed the peace. She needed dreamless sleep. She needed less frustration.



She sighed and lowered herself into the steaming waters, her clothing piled to the side and she knew a guard was within shouting distance. He'd nodded in greeting as she headed this way, a slow smile on his tauren like face, no appraising look though a fact she was grateful for. She'd had enough of that from Orcs at Warsong hold, Trolls almost everywhere.



Washing herself first, as she relaxed further she closed her eyes, allowing the heat and gentle bubbling to soothe her down. Her fingers drifted into her lap, then without thought slipped between her legs. Teased her small stiffening button. Slipped carefully within her slickening pussy. Began to ease the tension by creating a different kind of heat.



Her mind was slow to fill in the gaps. Imagination hard at work brought a memory forth, or was it a wish? Tasha couldn't tell which it was, only that she could almost feel a second set of hands on her body. Gentle ones. Familiar touches they were. Teasing her nipples, smoothing carefully over her stomach and along her thighs, before trailing down between them and as she felt these touches she knew her legs parted wider as if to give whoever it was access. Her own fingers pushing deeper into her body, she began to pant as her peak slowly rose. Biting her lip in order to not make a giveaway sound, she felt the tingle that a portion of her mind knew was bliss approaching, but it was so slow. Painfully slow almost too slow to handle. Her hips rose as her fingers pushed in deeper and she tried to let go.



But she couldn't.



Right at the brink it seemed her body rebelled. Perhaps wanting something more satisfying, perhaps the surroundings she didn't know. Her mind though couldn't push her body over the edge. She couldn't choke back the sob as she felt the moment pass, and shaking she rose, taking up the cloth to dry off with small tears forming in her eyes. Tasha dressed, gathered up her things and began to make her way back to the inn.



Once there she packed her things, double checking her weapons and then taking up parchment and a small quill she began to write.



'Dear Imon...Not sure how to put this, but I think it's almost time for me to go. Not really sure where I'll be going or what I'll be doing but I can't keep going like this. You tried, you really did. Not your fault I can't get things right. Hope all is well for you and Kuu, sooner or later our paths will cross again I'm sure. ......Tasha'



Placing the note in the mail she approached the village chief and nodded slowly. The elder Taunka had been awake most of the night it seemed and he had been asking all that came near the village for assistance against the oncoming scourge.



Minutes later, a few quietly spoken words exchanged and she had her instructions.



Scouting the temple city of En'kilah in preparation for an attack upon it.