Hi this is my first Wow fanfiction and its a lemon with some violence and alot of fighting so its M rated :p Hope you like it and if ya dont thats cool too :).DISCLAIMER:
I do not own wow but the characters involved-most of the ''player'' characters are mine.
"Ah life,it sure is a wild thing ye don't have control over it and ye definetly don't know what its gonna do to ye next.. sorta like a women i suppose Haha! oh well talking to myself does keep me preoccupied".
"When is this damn raid gonna start im tired of waiting ive got places to be ya'know!"Shouted Blasthemye,the loud and currently pissed off dwarf priest who's gonna be healing these lazy bastards into this "Siege of orgrimmar" and stick his right fist up garrosh's loot bag and maybe get some shiny new epics for his collection and hard that was all a dream if the rest of his guild wouldn't show up!Blasthemye wasn't an old sort of dwarf still in his younger days if you could call a dwarf that and he had a burly body like any other dwarves but had dark skin and a short beard that was a darkish gold hue to it like his hair which was in a pony tail,he had one of those happy go lucky faces with blue sparkling eyes but don't be fooled Blasthemye won't mind getting his fist dirty with your blood!He mainly wore a dreadmist robe with sunderseer mantle shoulders and brown boots with a black belt and a huge skull staff attached to his red cloak.
" Aye Aye we're working on it the warlocks taking a while summoning those bafoons!" replied a tanned dwarf with a long orange beard and braided hair shaped like a mohawk,he had chain mail chest armor and chainmail gloves alongside his stockade pauldrons and a black cape which had a wicked arkanite reaper hoisted on his back and chainmail trousers and boots which were pitch black just like the rest of his chainmail gear, his name was Carnaggi and as he equipped his red-horned helmet upon his head he spoke again"if you're in such a damn hurry then why don't you help us summon the rest of em?" said Carnaggi in a angry tone.
"Well i don't want to work with filthy demonic bastards like that warlock over there!" replied Blasthemye in a disgusted human warlock dressed in black merely grunted and carried on with his Carnaggi could agree with that he had seen the evil power they possessed and he wasn't going to deal with that again, but he did want this raid over and done with so he gathered a small group consisting of a night -elf hunter and a gnome mage and together they cast the portal enabling all of the guild to arrive for this final confrontation with garrosh,though an unfamiliar night elf rogue appeared sporting a smooth and slick armor that had her curvious figure and breasts shown to perfection along with blood red daggers at her side and a black hood over head, she topped the dps markers by a long shot for sure!The guild left with there purples and headed on to the nearbye inn to celebrate... the night elf was not seen but had looted her items and left,
Blastthemye wished to thank her for aggroing garrosh off him when their tank died which made him cringe after all having a broken leg isn't very nice!Carnaggi helped good ol' blast move along and both went with everyone else for an ol' cupper 'r' two!though they did wonder who this mysterious night elf was but that was a question best kept for another time wait Blasthemye what are you doi- Eh Who stole me cloth pants!
To be continued
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