Greetings! This is my first WoW fic, really inspired from reactivating my account and starting a Bloodelf. I realized that if you play to level, you often miss out on a lot of the story. So I'm taking my sweet time, reading everything, and generating a story for my sassy blood elf character. I've never written in this category, but I'm hoping you enjoy.
This is going to end up with quite a few sexual scenarios. If that is not your cup of tea, then this story will definatly not be. It may alos contain some triggers for assault/rape victims, so if that is an issue for you please beware. This is just meant to be some nice dirty fun, with a side of magic and warcraft!
Please review and give constructive criticism!
Glory for the Horde!
"I need you to take this to your brother in Silvermoon, Lisseladri." Delios Silverblade spoke to his daughter in an exasperated tone in the still dark early morning. "It is time you grew up, you have wasted enough time here on the island. You cannot simply tan and drink your entire life!"
"Father! I'd need to travel through the ruins to get to silver moon! I've never been there alone. You can't expect me to…"
"To what? Act like the adult that you are? You are an apprentice mage! You squander mana and time here on Sunstrider. I may have wanted to be a warrior like your brother, but you chose a path and now you must travel it."
Delios looked at his daughter. She was lean and tall like all blood elves, green glowing eyes from her brimming power, and strawberry blond hair. Lisseladri wore the required apprentice gear, just a light set up purple robes stitched in gold, soft cloth boots and pants. Her silky hair was held back with a gentle red jewel encrusted headband, and was one of the things that irked him every day. She barely applied herself to her soft studies, and couldn't be bothered to actually invest herself in her kingdom. Looking her over he made a decision.
"Today you will talk to Magi and see if there is anything you can do to assist her. She will give you an enchanted map, you can find your way to your brother and deliver this package, and you can put your studies to use." She opened her mouth to protest but he burst in speed to press her against the doorway. "You will do this, or I will suggest your exile from the island."
"You would never daddy!" she exclaimed but in a whisper, her face betrayed her letting on how terrifying that would be for her. She knew he spoke truth though since her back and shoulders pushed painfully into the wall.
"Gather yourself, pick up that staff, and prepare to grow up Lissy. It is time." his tone let on that he felt guilty for scaring her, but his stance and uplifted shoulders displayed that he would not budge.
"Mother would never…" Lisseladri sniffed, real tears touching her cheeks. He noticed her soft cloth had provided no real armor against his charge and let go of her shoulders and stepped back.
"Your mother would never have stood for so long on this. No tears will move me child. Meet me at Sunspire by dawn or I will send a runner to your brother along with a message to have you removed from the Silverblade household. Heed me daughter, for I do not jest. Tell me you understand."
"I hear you father." She rubbed her bruised shoulders and wiped her tears.
He turned and walked out and strode up the hill towards the Sunspire. Lisseladri straightened her robes and headband. She would go do as he father bid, but she would do it in style. She quickly brushed her hair and put on her red jeweled earrings that matched the ones in her headband, one of the few things that were left of her mothers.
She had one average sized bag that she slung over her shoulder. She touched the cold lacquer that coated her apprentice staff before clutching it determinedly and walking out the door.
Before she went to see her father inside the Sunspire, Lisseladri preemptively stopped to talk to Magistrix Erona. She was the know it all that passed out jobs to the training blood elves. They had grown up together, and in school there had always been her little hand in the air with something to say. She generally could be found outside the spire, one elbow tucked into her side holding a list of tasks.
"Greetings Lissy!" she was so overly cheerful it made Lisseladri ill.
"Uhm, greetings. I'm here to see if you have any tasks." She spoke low. Trainers were already starting to gather for the day and she knew she did have a reputation of callous aloof detatchment to uphold.
"OH GREAT!" She exclaimed. "I hope you are ready to get to work, because there is much for you to do here on Sunstrider Isle. Ever since the destruction of the Sunwell by Arthas and the Scourge, we have been a race adrift on a sea of uncertainty. We teeter on the edge of oblivion. This will change, and you will learn and aid our recovery at the same time!"
"I know, I know. Whatchu got?" She held out her hand for the pieces of paper that held that tasks. Magi was so brainwashed by the whole machine that she was just not tolerable.
"How exciting for you to finally get started Lissy. Uhm…" She let her finger drift down the page and pulled off a small ticket of paper. "The sooner you begin your education, Lisseladri, the better for us all. There is little room for error, so listen closely. The Burning Crystals - the green floating objects to the west of the Sunspire here - have long been used to power the isle's experimentations. The mana wyrms were their guardians, but the Scourge invasion of Quel'Thalas has driven them errant from our lack of magical control over is little choice but to thin their numbers for reclamation. Do this, then return to me." Magi cheerfully, almost mockingly, handed her the paper and turned to the next trainee.
She had literally quoted the script that had been written for her instead of just saying 'Go kill some wyrms!' and that annoyed Lisseladri beyond words. She sighed deeply, clutched the page in her hand and jogged up the hill to make sure he father saw her face before dawn. She she ran past the entrance she saw that the mailbox flashed a blue light at her indicating that there was a package or letter for her. She noted that and thought that she would look later.
There was a small stack of young warriors in front of him and he was doling out tasks of his own. Instead of interrupting Delios she waved the slip of paper at him from the doorway and jogged right back out to start her task skipping the mailbox.
The wyrms were nothing to kill. She slaughtered six of them, blasting them from a distance without ever messing up her hair. For the first time ever though she looked to see what loot they had. One had lost an eye that she felt compelled to pick up and another some scales. She knew that the general good vender would take them for a few copper and she doubted that he father was going to give her any spending money for Silvermoon.
She jogged back to Magistrix to tell her she had completed her task. The overly delighted elf was sending some young boys off, all too happy for their own good. She had the gaul to smile as Lisseladri stopped.
"Done?" she asked. Lissy just nodded since the mailbox was blinking and distracting her. "Good for you! Here, it's a wyrm belt as your reward and 50 copper! Your effort has made something clear that, honestly, I wish were not true. The unchecked power of the Burning Crystals has maligned a much larger swath of the isle's natural balance than I thought. We must now take on more unfortunate measures to reclaim nearby lynxes have succumbed to the influence of the crystals, and they must be put down. Bring their collars, Lisseladri, as I may yet be able to fashion a magical restraint to turn some back from being uncontrolled." She rattled off her memorized script as she handed over the paper as Lissy put on the teal belt.
"Wait...really? Kill them? They really are not hurting any…"Lisseladri started.
"It gives me no pleasure to ask you to destroy these beasts. While in times past we have lived in relative harmony with woodland creatures, these are different times. The first order of business for all sin'dorei is survival; make sure you remember that." Magi interrupted and gave a very condescending look. "Also, Mage training!"
"Oh, I'm already in…"
"As you advance within your class, you will want to take advantage of the training that your class trainer can provide you. For young mages here on Sunstrider Isle, your trainer is Julia Sunstriker. Speak with Julia and see what training she has available for you. The things she will teach do have a cost, so bring some coin with you." Magi interrupted again.
"Thanks, I guess. Thanks." Now she really couldn't wait to get to Silvermoon. The small task of running the length of the ruins seemed like not so big a deal after dealing with the snooty know it all task giver.
She turned and went to the mailbox. All she was really just expecting was a dirty letter from her brothers friend, Maijai. He had been sending them ever since she had reached adulthood even though she had never responded. In a way it was truly an education, even if it really was unwanted. He was literally a troll. Her brother had met him while out gaining reputation to earn his way to the post of Silvermoon Guardian and said that he was a superb healing druid from Sen'jin Village in south Durotar. She had always been curious, but never enough to write back, especially if it would show how inexperianced she was.
There was actually a large package for her there, labeled from her brother Kai with a card on the outside 'Get out there!' written in his sloppy scrawl. He would never be a scribe, but he obviously was aware that her father was on the brink of tossing her out. Inside the card he wrote 'Mum left these to you, but I've been keeping them safe here in Silvermoon. Use them well and be safe little sissy Lissy. All my love, Kai. P.S. Everything has a use, learn some trades!'
She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye and opened the box. The wooden crate held wrapped goods in linen cloth buffering the edges. She quickly unwrapped the items and looked in open mouthed before realizing that these were heirlooms from her mother. A stiff pair of red cloth shoulder pads, embroidered in gold, with a label on the underside reading Exquisite Sunderseer Mantle. She slid them on over her head and pulled out the softly glowing staff that was resting in the box. At the top there was a very large purple gem with several smaller fragmented gems orbiting it. IT obviously contained some power and she ran her small fingers down the smooth shining metal length to find an inscription. Grand Staff of Jordan was etched into the metal.
Clutching her new weapon she ran inside to the mage trainer, beaming with new excitement. Why had she delayed? She truly wanted to get off this island.
"Ah, Lissy over here! I hear you are ready to get started. If arcane mastery is what you seek, then I can provide such knowledge - as long as you have the wherewithal to handle the lessons I'll be teaching. No cost to you, as a friend of your fathers that is the least I can do! Let's get started! You are a high enough power to learn this new spell, its a freezing spell. Go try it a few times and come back! Also try upstairs, and keep a lookout for other task givers. You do not have to stay here forever. Your talents are needed here." Julia her trainer called out to her and immediately started to chatter away. She was always like that as if she had so much energy it just spilled over. "Close your eyes, think of the sun well, and get out of here. Make your family proud. Just run through them- that's how your brother did it. In a blaze. Be gone child!"
Lisseladri took her words to heart and ran. She killed tiger cubs, practiced her new spell, collected lost magical objects, and basically ran around the island all morning. The tasks were easy, but tedious, and she was ready to move on as she ran back to the Sunspire around noon. She was proud that she had climbed the Stone steps to Falthrien Academy, facing wraths banishing the brute at the top. She jogged back to the spire to start redeeming her quests and sell off things she had found along the way. Lissy had made a tiny profit of six silver and some change.
"Not bad, daughter, not too bad." Her father had snuck up behind her, watching her count her silver. "Did you Lanthan Periton yet?"
"No I have not father. He is the last one I have." She slipped the few coins into her robe pocket and faced him.
"You look so much like your mother, Lissy. I'm happy you have started to move forward." He smiled slightly. As a warrior he regularly kept a very stoic face, especially since her mother's death, so it was a rare treat. She returned the smile having truly appreciated her days tasks so far.
"I wasn't given much of a choice, father, but I did actually enjoy the morning." she said as she used her fingers to comb through her tangled hair.
"Listen, I know I was hard on you, but I can see a change, and I appreciate it. This is for your brother-" he held up a backpack stuffed to the brim, "-and this is for you. Use it well little Lissy. I hope to see you continue on and quest into the field."
Lisseladri opened the small bag and was impressed to find it tumbling with gold. She looked up at her father with an open mouth.
"Dad, that's too-" She started stuttering.
"No. It is what I gave your brother when he left Sunstrider, and you deserve the same. Continue to prove that to me, even when I'm not looking over your shoulder." He pulled her into an embrace. "Now go, your brother is waiting for you in the city, and Lan has a task for you on the way. Remember the Sunwell" He waved as she jogged to the middle of the island to meet up with Lanthan.
"Greetings Lan." She smiled at her father's old friend. They had quested together when they were young into Eversong woods.
"Magistrix Erona wanted you to head over to Silvermoon City in order to aid our reclamation efforts there... that is, once you had successfully addressed the situation at Falthrien Academy. You did not disappoint us, Lissy. On your way to Falconwing Square, south of here, you should speak with Outrunner Alarion. She's not far from the bridge. The Outrunners take care of shuttling goods between here and the mainland, and since you've proven to be so resourceful, they could use your assistance. I know Magi is not your favorite. I thought I could give you this task." He gave her a warm smile as well as she took his slip of paper to deliver to Alarion.
"Thank you! I'll see you later Uncle Lan!" She beamed as she trotted away.
"I hope not young one, I hope not for a long, long while." Lanthan said under his breath saluting as she disappeared down the path to the bridge towards silver moon.
Before she knew it she was talking to Alarion the Outrunner about how they had a missing package runner.
"I can check it out, not a problem!" Lissy said as she trotted towards the gate.
"Be careful!" Alarion hollered as she left.
The had only run for a few moments when she saw something that made her pause. The outrunner was in a heap on the ground. She crouched and looked him over, hissing in a huge gasp of air as she saw a large gash on his head. He was fit, and carried a package. With shaking hands she released the package from his body and started back to Alarion. She was short of breath, not from the running, but the abrupt confrontation that she was getting closer to a world that was more dangerous than she had ever experienced before.
"By the Sunwell! That's the third outrunner we've lost this month." She looks glum. "I appreciate your courage in venturing into Dawning Street. The guards need to keep a closer eye on these blasted Wretched."
Lisseladri sighed deeply and gulped audibly as she looked back towards the ruins. Sun glinted off the spires and she took in a deep breath. She would be fine…
"The death of another outrunner is a true tragedy, but it's a risk we all accept when we take the job. Magistrix Erona at the Sunspire needs to get this package to the inn at Falconwing Square, and she needs it there as soon as possible. We're short handed and I don't have anyone else available that can cover for us. I'm not going to lie to you; the path to Falconwing Square can be extremely dangerous if you leave the safety of Dawning Lane. Do you feel up to the task, Lissy?" The outrunner looked her over, judging that she would be able to manage the run.
"Yes. I can. I can take it. I'm going into the city anyways." She grasped the package and walked towards the entrance. She shook out her hands after hooking her staff on her back to calm her nerves and tightened her pack so it wouldn't move around as she ran.
"You got it!" Alarion cheered from behind her. It made her grin and fueled her sprint into the Ruins of Silvermoon.
She sprinted down the lane, and her anxiety soon subsided to a dull thud. She could see the walls ahead and knew it was not far. She chanced a glance to the left as she ran and was stopped in her tracks. The majority of the city buildings were still in very good shape. Elves referred to it as the ruins, but she couldn't tell why since it appeared in such good shape. There was a large gold statue that was in obvious disrepair, but the grass and plant life looked to be thriving.
She distractedly stared up into the gold tipped towers and smiled as the sun bounced of them. Lisseladri was distracted enough that she didn't catch the three urchins that were using the hedges for cover to sneak up on her. They had greasy dark hair and patched ripped clothing, and would have definitely been a good indicator to keep running if she had noticed. Unfortunately she didn't see them until the dirt of their faces and crusty hands were visible.
"Oh-!" By the time they were at here, there was no guard in sight and she was still too far away from the square to be heard.
"Shh pretty elf girly. We take care of you!" a gravely voice rattled near her ear as a hand clamped over her mouth. She felt him behind her, grimy body pressed against her backside and he was happy to be there.
She struggled but his two friends subdued her legs and they carried her while she screamed muffled protests into his stinking hand. She was so startled she had forgotten all of her magic and could only uselessly struggle to buck out of their hands.
"Keep elfy quiet, Doeth! Go 'round Commons, we get in trouble if they see!" one of the partners whispered urgently to the one holding her mouth. They picked up more speed and slung her out of site to the far wall of the ruins where they opened a sturdy wooden door and hurried inside. She was tossed into the corner of the small lodging, damaging her thin robes with small tears.
"It okay. Shh, shh, it okay." her original captor, Doeth, walked in while the others closed the door behind him. He had his hands upraised palms out trying to look harmless, but had a lascivious grin pulling apart his cracked lips. There was enough light from a candle to see that his teeth actually where gleaming white with sharp little points.
"She be good. I can tell. She be good." she looked over at the other captor and his greasy curls were loose and long dangling into his chest.
"Doeth say I first, this time Yoad is first!" with wild eyes she saw the last one was crouched moving closer to her inch by inch, one had on the floor, one at his groin.
"No!" realizing what was on his mind she flung herself at the back wall, pressing her rear to the cold stone. "No you can't-"
"Oh yes we cans." Doeth said to her, trying for sultry, but just terrifying her more. "And Doeth say you first if you grab elf first. Doeth first."
"Peet want first! Peet never first." he had crept all the way up on her and was touching the neckline of her violet robes making her tremble.
"Doeth idea, Doeth first." the first tallest wretch slapped his arm and Peet let go of her robes. She clutched both her hands at the neckline where his dirty fingers had just been playing and squeezed her eyes tight. "Shh, why sad elf, Doeth say be okay."
She didn't look but he was closer to her now, and she could smell his breath. At least it wasn't particularly bad, he smelled of a strong liquor and smoking weeds.
"Lemme see!" Yoad still was crouched closer to her feet now, lifting up her robe. She embarrassedly hid her face in her hands and noticed how they shook.
"Please don't do this. Let me go, I won't-" she pleaded and it shamed her.
"Elf not go anywhere…" said Peet, his face then pushed against her thigh as he slid the robes up her legs.
"Maybe if elf really good. Maybe then Doeth let you crawl back to Falconwing Square." She opened her eyes finally and he was inches from her face. She looked into his softly glowing eyes, a dull gray, and saw for the first time that there was a small bit of intelligence there.
"What do I have to do?" Lissy was proud her voice only waivered slightly. She would not cry.
"Shudup elf!" Doeth backhanded her and she cried out. she tried to fall to the ground to cover her face, a small trickle of blood coming from her lip, but Doeth swooped in and looped an arm around her waist. He pulled her robes up over her her ass
"NO! Please no!" Lissy cried out. A hard slap meet her ass, hard enough she knew she would bruise.
"Doeth say shudup. You not good elf! Shudup!" he smacked her again, this time multiple rapid smacks, and she did start to cry. "You be good elf. Good elf not yell."
Lisseladri nodded numbly and closed her eyes again and he drug her across the room and bent her over a rickety wooden table. It tilted and rattled and he pressed his groin into her soft cloth pants. He used on hand to hold her head onto the rough wooden slabs, and the other to start yanking her pants over her upturned ass.
"Peet, you scaredy of elfs mouth." he was grunting as he struggled to get out of his own pants.
"Not scared, Peet use mouth!" she heard Yoad too on the floor creeping closer. She only have a few moments before there was no turning back, and that gave her some clarity. She opened her eyes, and Peet's member being released from his gray pants.
Turning her head away trying to avoid it she saw her mothers staff in the corner of the small room and had her first clear idea. Frost Nova was so new to her that she had put it out of her mind. Doeth started to press his mostly hard whiskey soaked cock into her ass and that was enough to force the spell to the front of her mind.
At first she felt triumph, all three gypsies were close enough to freeze. Then she felt that the member pressed to her butt cheeks was a sharp frozen icicle. Quickly she pushed forward and shoved the table into her captor so she could free herself.
"Sneaky elf whore!" a voice thick with strain came out between gritted the teeth of Doath and his mouth started to thaw. Panic gripped her and she swooped up the package and her staff and flew to the door. She only pulled her robes straight when she was on the other side of the door and started to sprint again for Falconwing Square.
Now that she was in the middle of the ruins she saw that massive mess that it was. Crates and boxes were strewn everywhere and she had to be careful of broken glass. She set her sights for the floating topiaries and the gathering of buildings with blood elves wondering about and ran.
When Lisseladri reached the stones that were broomed clear of glass and were heavily patroled by Silvermoon Gaurdians she let herself collapse onto a bench by the fountain. The air was cool and humid, she joyed in the small splashes that touched her face and was warmed at the same time by the crips sun.
Gathering herself she made sure her robes were in as much order as she could manage and trotted to the inn.