So... the italics indicate thought. The character is thinking when there is italics. I figured that works better than how it was before.

Part 1

Klavier walked down to the partially ice covered pond with her wolf, Benzin, thinking about the humans and their strange "Alliance." She was looking at her reflection in the water, and started to think about the races that make up the Alliance. Except for the Elves, they all looked alike. The Gnomes were a little shorter, and the Dwarves were a little harrier, but for the most part they were the same. Why must there be conflict between them and the Horde? Back on Draenor, we Draenei were friends with the Orcs.

I'm surprised that even the Elves were accepted… My people have blue skin, shining eyes, horns, and tails. Let's not forget about the reason we have tails either. "Backwards" legs, and hooves. What's stranger than that? The humans seem to be so afraid of things that are different from them that they couldn't even befriend the Orcs, who as a matter of fact, look just like humans… except for the greenness… and the sharp teeth…

The sound of raptor claws and wolf paws on the road interrupted her thoughts, and those sounds meant Horde were coming. Klavier looked up to the road and realized that she was in plain sight. She patted Benzin on the head and ran back up the hill and into the trees, making sure she found a spot to watch where she would remain unseen. On the road, she saw two wolves, one black and one brown, with Orcs on their backs. They were chased by a Dwarf on a ram.

That's funny... I thought for sure I'd heard a raptor... She pondered.

One of the Orcs, who appeared to be a shaman, jumped off his wolf and attacked the Dwarf with a lightning bolt. The other Orc saw this and jumped off his wolf as well. He put his hands together and closed his eyes. What looked to be a demonic sigil appeared on the ground beneath him, and a purple demonic sphere appeared above his head. Right before Klaviers eyes, a succubus appeared beside the Orc. While he was summoning the demon, the Dwarf had managed to kill the shaman with a few quick bullets to the chest. The succubus went over to the dwarf and danced around him seductively, and the living Orc shot a bolt of shadow at him. The Dwarf fell to the ground and struggled to get back on his feet. He whistled once, loud and clear, then took his axe and swung at the succubus. A huge boar came running from the south and rammed into the Orc, impaling him in the abdomen.

When the fight appeared over, Klavier turned around to head deeper into the trees, only to come face to face with a Troll.

So… that's where the raptor went…She frowned at the situation.

The raptor she had heard had run off of the road and into the trees just a little south of where Klavier was watching. The raptor standing next to him was a turquoise color and had yellow stripes down his spine and some blue markings on its thighs. The Troll had dark blue hair and bluish lavender skin. His bangs were ragged and hung over his eyes, and he had a long braid in the back. His tusks were small, and pointed downward. He was slouching, like most male trolls do, and he was wearing mostly mail armor. But what really struck Klavier were his ears. She stared at them the way a man would stare at a womans breasts. His ears were the most beautiful things she'd seen in her life - and she's traveled through much of the known galaxies.

Klavier was transfixed, frozen. She couldn't look away from his magnificent ears. Because she wasn't paying attention to anything else, she didn't notice him begin to cast a lightning bolt. He brought his hands together in front of him, one above the other, and a spark of blue light began to form. She also didn't notice the Dwarf coming at them.

He shot the Troll in the shoulder with a bullet coated in poison, which stopped the lightning. That, Klavier did notice. She turned and glared at the Dwarf and shouted curses inside her head.

You bearded little bastard! I don't care that you're part of the "Alliance!" He didn't do anything to you! She then shifted herself to the right, readied her bow, and aimed an arrow for the Dwarfs chest. The Dwarf shouted for his boar to attack the Troll, so Klavier told Benzin to attack the boar. When she figured she had it right, she let the arrow fly. He shot another bullet at the Troll at the same moment she shot her arrow. It hit the dwarf square in the chest, piercing his mail armor and his right lung. His bullet hit the Troll in the left thigh. The Troll shot a lightning bolt at the dwarf, which burned away at his beard and face. Benzin got the boars attention from the Troll to himself, and tackled the boar to the ground. Benzin sunk his large fangs into the boars soft belly and tore it open.

The Dwarf looked at Klavier with immense pain in his eyes. "Why?" the Dwarf said to her. Clearly he was upset that she took the Trolls side... and in Dwarven territory too. At least, he thought it was Dwarf territory. The valley was truly Frostwolf Orc land. He was bleeding internally, and collapsed a second after he uttered his one word. His boar went into a rage at seeing his comrade fall, and charged toward the Troll. He was about to heal himself, but the boar's charge landed tusks into his abdomen. The boar then fell to the ground, and died quickly from the loss of blood. Benzin considered it a meal.

The Troll almost fell on top of the boar, but Klavier ran to him and quickly grabbed some bandages from her pack to help stop the bleeding. He looked at her suspiciously as he cast a healing spell on himself. He thought the Draenei would help the Dwarf kill him, rather then help him kill the Dwarf. And if she hadn't helped the Dwarf, he figured she would have just stood there to watch. Never would a sane Ally kill one of their own. They would think about it, and she had thought about it. But he didn't believe that they would do anything.

There are a lot of things I need to ask her… but she doesn't speak Orcish, or Zandali… wait… why do I care? She's just a Draenei the Troll thought to himself.

"I guess I should thank you, not dat you can understand me… but… thanks for da help…" he told her, speaking in Orcish. His accent was not as heavy as most other Trolls.

Klavier's jaw dropped. He spoke to me! I wish I knew what he said… he's got a beautiful voice she thought as she smiled to herself.

"Can you understand any Common?" she asked him, in the common tongue. He understood that it was a question, but that was all.

"Oh well, it's unfortunate that not all of the horde bothers to learn it… I don't think you know any Draenei either… I can speak a bit of your language though, I wonder if you can understand me" Klavier spoke in Draenei, and it was more to herself than to the Troll. He cocked his head to the side, and then shook his head and turned to leave. After a moment of word searching, Klavier shouted out to him in Zandali "Wait!"

He turned back to her, with a look of awe on his face.

"You can speak Zandali?" He asked her, in his language.

"A little… I am Draenei. Learn I fast. Help me?" Klavier did a favor for him; he had to do something for her now. At least she hoped he would. He just stood there dumbfounded.

I didn't think it was possible for one of them to learn my language… or have the will power to do so… He thought, then asked "Why did ya learn my language mon?"

"Uhh…I want?" She answered, clearly not sure about some of her words.

She wanted to learn it? What a freak… "Why'd ya kill your ally?"

"Huh?"

"Why… did… you… kill him…" he repeated, slower.

"Oh… look… you need help"

"But why'd ya do it? I'm just Sceptor, da Troll shaman. I could'a handled it on mah own. And if dat guy had been stronger anyone else would'a let me die. Shamans aren't da most liked class in da world, and Trolls aren't anybody's favorite race. If you were in my place, it's most likely dat no member of da horde would'a come ta your rescue."

"No! fast… I can not…" Klavier could not understand any of that. He was speaking too fast. He realized he wouldn't be able to get all the answers now, so it would be beneficial to help her learn Zandali.

"My name is Sceptor, and I will teach you Zandali." Klavier had a look of gratitude on her face, her eyes softened, and she smiled at him. "But we should get out of dis valley, it's not safe."

Mimicking Sceptor, Klavier said "My name is Klavier."