Title: "Remember Me"
Author: Lacuna Everspring
Series: World of Warcraft
Character Pairings: Rizuna+Ombriel
Rating: N/A for the time being
Category: Angst, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, War/Violence
Warnings: My first WoW fic, original characters, however using the Warcraft world and places :)
Disclaimers: I don't own WoW, I'm just borrowing a swing in their playground, I'll give it back, promise!
Feedback: Oh please, what author wouldn't want feedback?! Constructive criticism (or praise!) only place, leave the flaming for the flamboyant!

One

The argument began, as it had several times throughout the day, and well into the night. Rizuna was adamant that the mission should be temporarily put on hold, while Huvieen insisted that the mission go on as planned, despite the turn for the worse. Auren, of course, let his companions argue amongst themselves, such a thing was beneath his intellect as he sat across the campfire from his other two companions.

It was late, and he scowled, displeased that the light was insufficient for reading his grimoires. Slamming the book shut, the unexpected loudness caused his two companions to turn to him in surprised silence.

"Rizuna… I know your sister is young, but the bandits undoubtedly will not harm her. This area was once heavily populated by slave traders, if they harm her, they wouldn't get a good price for her. That is most likely where they are headed, searching for the nearest caravan." Huvieen inserted, calmly, sighing wearily.
Rizuna whirled back towards the massive Tauren, nearly three times her size, and she stood before him, a slender half-elf that he could probably subdue in one massive hand, her standing up to him in her fury, eyes glowing a pale green against the red glow of the firelight on her pale skin.

"That's going to make me feel all the more comfortable about continuing on with the mission. Sure! Lets leave Tuala with these bandits, then possibly slave traders, while we continue on with this thrice-bedamned mission. I'm sorry, Huvi, my sister is more important to me than this mission. There will be other missions. I have to go after her, she's only a child." Rizuna declared, hands upon her plate-mailed hips, defiantly.

Huvieen glanced to Auren, as though looking for the warlock to take his side in this argument. Sighing in resignation, when he noticed the warlock not even attempting to pay attention to the discussion. The massive warrior sat down sharply upon a large fallen log that they were using to sit upon near the fire. His large hands took up his giant broadsword and began polishing its cold steel surface.

"Do as you will, Rizuna. How long do you believe it should take? We are after all, all hired to do this mission, we honestly cannot spare you. But for Tuala's sake, I think Auren and myself can complete the majority of the outside reconnaissance, but we will need you in several days when it comes to the inside espionage. None of us can exactly sneak into Darnassus without getting caught rather swiftly, except for you."

Rizuna nodded absently, already rooting through their supplies and setting a small stack of provisions aside for her journey into a small pack, along with her sleeping roll.

"Depends on how far ahead of us they are, and how long they plan on travelling before resting; hopefully I can be back in a week. If things go as planned, that is." She responded, tucking a long lock of her pale hair behind her delicate ear and out of her face as she worked quickly, rising and shouldering her pack.
Huvieen nodded, in resignation, frowning. "We'll meet a days journey south of Astranaar, Near Splintertree post."

Rizuna glanced up to her friend, then glanced to Auren who feigned disinterest, but she could feel his dark eyes watching her from beneath his heavy cowl.
"I'm sorry Huvieen… but I promised my father I would look out for her. Despite his lack of concern for myself or my sister, I don't intend on disappointing him."

Huvieen nodded, touching her shoulder lightly, causing her to glance up from her packing.

"I know you will do what you believe is right, Rizuna.Just be safe, and bring Tuala back safely."

Rizuna flashed a quick smile, before sobering. She nodded, closing and shouldering her pack over her plate armor; an awkward feat, but manageable.

"I will, you know I can take care of myself. The Light looks out for me." The paladin returned, a wry smirk upon her heart-shaped face. She tucked a lock of her pale strawberry-blonde hair behind her long, delicate elven ear and out of her face.

Huvieen grunted, non-committal, but watched in silence as Rizuna nodded once more, glancing around to make sure she had all she would need with her. He sighed, shaking his massive head faintly, as he watched his companion head out of the small clearing in which their camp had been made, and into the forest and soon out of sight.

As Auren had mentioned when they had first taken this mission, this was most certainly going to be an interesting adventure. The mission hadn't gone right from the start, and just as the Undead warlock had predicted, it was rapidly getting worse.

I know this isn't a lot for a first chapter, for character descriptions and such, but I'll give a quick one-over here now, but I'll get into more about the characters in the next chapter :)

Rizuna - Half Blood elf/half -Night elf Paladin. Long strawberry-blonde hair, upper layer piled atop her head, and bottom layer loose, with loose wispy tendrils of curls framing her heart-shaped face. Glimmering seafoam green eyes inherent of her Blood elf heritage. Pale, creamy-white skin from her Night elf mother; high pointed ears from her Blood elf father. An outsider among both races; enemy to the Night elves, cautiously respected by the Blood elves for her beliefs that are similar to their own regarding the "lesser races". Part of a small three man mercenary team and hired somewhat frequently by the Blood elves for reconnaissance and spying missions due to her mixed heritage making it easier for her to slip in secretly. Her Night elf mother abandoned her as a very young child and she was raised by her narcissist Blood elf Mage father.

Ombriel - A Night elf male, once a renowned hunter among his people, honoured amongst the Alliance. Now blind due to the dramatic explosion of the Sunwell at Silvermoon City, in the land of Quel-Thelas, home of the High elves. He escaped during the chaos to the surrounding forest where he was reunited with Radi'il, his loyal companion, a large female Winterspring tiger with silvery-white fur. They escaped through the forest that was rapidly dying behind them, turning into what would later be known as the Plaguelands, and deep into the Hinterlands. It was there that sensing it was finally safe, Ombriel built a small little cottage for himself and Radi'il, and there they lived for several years. He wears a white strip of cloth over his blinded eyes, and can occasionally see through the shared bond between himself and Radi'il, although uses it rarely due to its draining effect upon him after time. His skin is a deep violet hue, and his long cobalt hair is traditionally tied back in a high ponytail.

Huvieen - A massive Tauren male, a veteran warrior, as well as a member of the small mercenary band that Rizuna belongs to. Believes that due to Rizuna's duel heritage, she will betray the horde in favour of her idealistic Night elf heritage, watches her cautiously to attempt to discern her loyalties, even though he is loyal enough to her as well. Doesn't speak much, very taciturn. Amicable enough to his companions, just silently wary of outsiders.

Auren - Undead male, a warlock specializing in curses and maledictions. His long straggly hair hangs limply from the deep cowl of his tattered woollen cloak. Not much of him is known to his companions, his past deemed irrelevant since he chose to follow his Queen, Lady Sylvannas to purge the world of the Scourge of the Lich King, His reasons for accompanying Rizuna and Huvieen remain obscured with half truths, but he has proved his loyalty by coming to the rescue with his summoned creatures of the Dark on several occasions. Doesn't speak much except in soft grunts of acknowledgement, however his voice is a slow, dry rasping tenor that matches his partially decayed body.

Tuala - (Pronounced Too-ah-la) Tuala is the second daughter of Rizuna's Blood elf father. She is full blood elf unlike her sister, and even at eight years old by human standards, she is a beauty. Lanky, yet willowy in figure, she shares her older sister's heart-shaped face, almond-shaped eyes that glimmer green with arcane light like all Blood elves. A small beauty mark mars her otherwise flawless complexion, just beneath her left eye, to the side closest to her long, delicate high ears. She normally wears a white linen dress and flaxen sandals, her skin milky pale despite her time spent outside. She tags alongside the mercenary band despite Rizuna's protests, but to the approval of her father, whom claims he is too busy to be raising a child, and her mother interested more in assisting her father with his arcane experiments. She loves and is loyal to her half sister, but tags along after Auren in their travels for he reminds her closest of her father of whom his approval she desperately seeks. Tuala has already proven her worth at healing minor wounds, and hopes to seek training when she gets older among the priestesses from the Temple of the Sun, in Silvermoon.

And those are the main, relevant characters! I'll have more up soon, sorry for my poor formating skills:P - Also, I'm not 100 sure about my history prior to the World of Warcraft settings, in regards to Ombriel's past. If anyone knows a little more, and would be willing to help me make it a little more accurate, please feel free to help. This is my first fic, so please bear with my noobness

Lacuna