Finally, we finished our history's most important Project, the exodaar, the ship that could get us away from this crumbling planet.

not because I want to blow my own horn but i was the one who designed this beautiful craft, it's my design, and best of all, now I can get back to my home and get packed for the jerney, our planet has always been at war against the iron horde, their kind have killed millions of ours, and they wont stop any time soon, so the people higher up had the brilliant idea to build a giant spaceship which would have room for all of us.

When I went into the wardrobe to change to my everyday clothes I bump into something hard, "ouch! what th.." I say as I look up and meet two purple eyes that looks down on me, "Well hey there Nyra , has it been busy? " says Lakras, the cheeky bastard, "nope I really just started to .." I say but stops abruptly as it dawns on me that I still am working on that dress on, "Nyra?" he says confused, I know he's completely indifferent and he doesn't have those obscene thoughts but still "Lagras, you have exactly 3 seconds to run out the door before I put the key in your hand down your throat ! " I say quiet but my voice rises when I reach the last few words, first he looks a little strange to me but he summarize quickly the message "1 !" I shout angrily, "I'm sorry I hadn't noticed .." he says quietly "2 !" I shout "im gone" he says apologetically with his hands up in the air and runs out the door, finally, Lakras isnt stupid, he's just a little ignorant.

When I get home, I see that my door is open, `what in the´ i think to myself, but when I go to the door I can see that it has been kicked up with so much force that it almost fell off the hinges , my stuff is all over the plase, as if the intruders have been looking for something, shit, they could have, I stop my thought and runs next to my desk in another room, it has been choped in half, probably with an axe, I sit and looks through the mess when I hear someone come running through the door "Nyra !" it´s Lakras voice, "Nyra are you okay !" he shouts, his voice shaking as if he is very concerned or shuffled, "in here!" I say after having found my voice again, he comes into the room, squats and graps my elbows "are you okay? What happened? Why is the door kicked in? Who has done this to you!?" he says with seriousness in his voice, "well i would like to know that aswell" I reply sarcstic.

he breathes relieved "you have certainly not lost your impertinence" he says quietly, I start to mess around in the desk remains again and finally comes to my plans for the ship, "phew, it's still here" I can feel that lakras come up behind me and looks me over the shoulders "drawings?" he asked stupidly, 'sigh' just how stupid are you allowed to be "yes and no, that's plans over the exodaar" when I have completed the sentence he looks right at me like I'm crazy or has grown a trunk, "are you crazy "he says quietly" why are the plans with you! you know how dangerous it would be if the orcs came here and took them! " he begins while his voice rising in volume, "if they suddenly began to chase you because they had received information about ... gah!." he concludes stupid, probably because he saw the annoyed face I send him, "well because it's no because I didnt already experience it" I reply then sarcastically, I just need to be alone in my smashed home so I can Think "Lakras" I say quietly, "hm ? uh yes?" I look back at him "please go, I would like to be alone" I can see he´s about to say something but he quickly shuts his mouth and goes out of my smashed home, tired, cranky, and fucking furious i trample into my kitchen to see if there is anything edible back, after having messed around in all my creation, I find little fruit that survived the massacre, when I take a fine half smashed yellow apple up from a smashed fruit bowl, ancestry i got no clue where the bowl came from, probably Lakras seemed I lacked one.

"Nyra" I hear a low voice talking to me "Nyraaaa" mmm I dont wanna "NYRA!" it suddenly occurred to me that I had fallen asleep in a huge pile of wood,i think it had been a table once "Nyra what ...?" I blink a few times and then look up at Lakras annoying face that stares at me "huh?" I say rather annoyed since I actually had lain like a queen in her fine chambers, he says nothing but just stares "what?" i say, i really dont want his stupidity right now I just want to go and find my bed from under all the mess and then sleep "oh? oh! yes thats right," he shouts so out of the blue "nyra! We need to hurry to the exodaar! the iron horde is on the way and we cant hold them back much longer! " he says so very seriously and rapidly, I just stare stupidly at him like i dont fully understand the message even though I have heard him, and asks "what? have you been drinking?" though i didn't get the reaction I expected but instead a very serious mine and a very furious Lakras's yelling in my face "Nyra for fuck sake! we dont have time for that nonsense ! they are on the road now and they will murder all on their way ! " He then just grab my arm and rips me out of my front door so quickly that I almost lost my balance.

when we reach toward the opening of the path Lakras lets go of my arm while he´s still running away, "lakras!" I say out of breath "Lakras" I try again while my voice stops working, but it's too late, he is already too far in front of me to even hear me, I run and run but my legs are about to give in to the pressure, and so I hear it, the muffled cries and moarns that says war, the orcs had come, I run toward the spaceship which should be ready for passengers, but when I see it on the horizon and finally think hell is over I hear the engine start, I see people coming on board falling off of the platform and hit the ground with a bump, people screaming for their loved ones that hadn't yet boarded, and I see Lakras tweaked contorted face that looks directly at me when I get to the edge where the exodaar should have been ready to get everyone on board, I see them, they are ready to attack and have seen me, the very last of my kind left on the overdue plane and they begin to run against me , I quietly take a secret knife up from the leg, while I wisper to myself, -the the battle begin-.