I understand I stop and start stories :3 but i have so much ideas aha, Nortah Redwind is a character I own so I'm really excited to be writing this for her, please review!

Nortah stood, pack slung over her shoulder and mouth gaping, "no way" she breathed. This ship was huge! She expected a zeppelin of sorts but this was a warship no doubt, she smiled awesome. Nazgrim appeared to her right "beauty isn't she? Called Hellscream's Fist" and Nortah had to force herself to not roll her eyes, vain her chief was. A rope ladder descended and Nazgrim gestured for her to go first.

The climb to the deck of the ship took a while and when she finally reached the top she hated to admit but she was out of breath she shrugged the thought off, she had two weeks to get into top shape. She stood up from being bent over with her hands on her knees and gasped, the view! She could see the forests of Ashenvale from here, she turned and caught Nazgrim watching her with an expression she couldn't name and she smiled "what?" and he looked like he had been caught doing something he shouldn't have muttering something about thinking he saw a bug in her hair before walking off, Nortah brushed his attitude off. Nazgrim wasn't a favorite of hers as he took Hellscream's views on things for his own, she tolerated him however as he did have a more laid back feel to him. A crew member walked over to her and offered to show her to her quarters, she accepted and followed the goblin. Her Quarters were small but satisfactory, a bed with a chest at the foot of it, a window and a desk. Yep she thought this'll do. She began to unpack the pack the general had given her not yet having gone through it. Most of the items were expected such as, rope, a whetstone, some simple linen clothing pieces, a flint, dog tags with her name engraved, poisons, smoke bombs and a water skin. However there were some items that made her confused such as perfumes why would I need these? She frowned this would just give my position away when I am stealthed she smelled them and couldn't help but smile, it was an amber and freshwater scent, one she used to wear when she was back home. She dug around the pack looking for her payment and pulled out a comb, the comb itself wasn't out of the ordinary she was entitled to such but the fact that the comb looked like it was made out of bone and was tipped with silver confused her. Soldiers were not often given such luxurious things. She found a small pouch and shook it, the sound was music to her ears. Coins, she smiled feeling the weight of the bag in her hands before opening it and counting. She gasped there was more than five hundred gold in there! She shrugged it off, they must just really need her. She changed into a black linen shirt and pants not forgetting to cut out the pockets and strap a dagger to her thigh. She tugged on some brown boots and sheathed a dagger there too. She braided her long dark brown hair and let it fall down her back. Lastly putting on her dog tags, it was customary to wear tags at all times (this allowed you to be identified if you were killed). She headed upstairs to the deck, it was dark now and the starry sky was amazing, she looked around and it appeared everyone had gone below deck to settle in. She lay down on the deck and started mentally naming constellations, the ones her adoptive parents had taught her the archer, the maiden, the compass the compass could be used to navigate where ever you where, a cough broke her from her thoughts and she looked over to see Nazgrim standing there she stood and saluted him "general." He greeted her with the fist across the heart " Redwind" a moment of silence passed and Nortah began to grow uneasy

"can I help you sir?"

He cleared his throught " no, I just came to tell you that dinner will be served soon, follow the hall and it's the exit to the right" he left, strange Nortah thought, she began to walk to the mess hall.

Nortah sat at the table laughing with her comrades as they told of war stories, she particularly liked Tahto a tauren druid and they made quick friends, " so what about you Redwind" Tahto said elbowing her side playfully " surely you must have a story or two about an event gone awry" she laughed

"you wish, I'm perfect" and the men around her laughed

"oh come on princess. Surely you have one story" an orc jeered who she recalled was named Mako

"weeeeeelll" she started "when I was undergoing training my mentor gave me the task of tailing his wife. See she was particularly intuitive and could see through stealth, however not seeing me she continued about her day. She met with a man and I followed the pair into a room, the lass was cheating on my dear old mentor! I almost died from embarrassment breaking my stealth, the woman screamed and the man swore to kill me so I stunned them both in panic and fell out a window." She looked around at the laughing faces "and that my dear men is how I got my first scar" that caused them to laugh and chant show us, show us. Turning around and lifted up her shirt slightly to reveal a crescent shape scar on the back of her hip the men fell silent until one man she didn't know the name of whispered " how did you get that one?" and she rolled her eyes laughing

"I just told you all" and Tahto pulled her back to sitting and looked her in the eyes

"not that one…the claw looking ones, down your spine" and Nortah swallowed she had forgotten about them, " it doesn't matter, I'm sure you all have your scars" she said and took a long swig of her ale and the men exchanged uneasy glances like a silent agreement passed between them and Mako spoke his voice light "lass, we will find out and then we will return the favor to whoever gave you those scars" and Nortah eager to change the mood simply replied with a false smirk " how do you know I haven't already?"