I'm a fast poster bwehehehehehe! Anyway here's where the story really starts and we meet another of my favourite characters!


The trio were sat at a table in Worlds End Tavern, all holding a mug of ale and in heated discussion about the band name. They'd managed to narrow it down to something that related to current affairs.

"The Lich King was fuckin' defeated, that's something that's worth fuckin' noticing! Death To The King or something fuckin' like that."

"Garrosh is Warchief now, something related to him."

"Dudes, like, there are, like, totally Goblins and Worgen taking, like, sides and stuff."

"How about Deathwing?" a quiet voice cut in.

The boys turned around to see Cassie walk towards their table, her arms wrapped around a bag. When she reached the table she dumped the bag in front of them and pulled out a pile of black material.

"Tuxedos" She responded to their questioning looks "I thought maybe something smart?"

"It will do" Vorn shrugged.

"Sorry, I had little inspiration" she apologised.

"Dudette, it's like, totally cool and stuff" Tai waved away the apology with a large hand "We can, like, totally work from this and stuff."

"I freakin' hope so" Alec muttered.

"What about Deathwing?" Vorn asked, reverting back to the earlier conversation.

"Well, he is a current affair" she shrugged.

"Don't like him."

"Nobody freakin' likes him, Vorn."

"Hm, but he's not a real Dragon"

"What the freak is that meant to mean?"

"He's all metal and huge chin and flashy, not like the other dragons."

"He's like, totally not like the original dragons, I, like, get what you, like, mean and stuff."

"What the freak are you two on about?"

"Dude, he's, like, totally not like the original dragons and stuff" Tai tried to explain, waving his hands vaguely.

Cassie, who had been watching their conversation, cut in with "Authentic Dragon."

They gave her questioning looks.

"He isn't like the other dragons, he isn't authentic. You can be Authentic Dragon."

They all grinned at each other.

"Nice one" Vorn nodded appreciatively.

"Dudette's like, totally a genius and stuff!"

"Freakin' good idea."

They sat around, inspecting the tux's and congratulating Cassie for her idea. Alec strummed his guitar a few times and managed to work out a few parts from I Am Murloc on it. Vorn tried to persuade Cassie into having an ale but she politely refused every time. It wasn't until an hour after she'd shown up that Cassie realized she had to leave.

"I am sorry, I have forgotten something!" She cried before waving them all goodbye and jogging out of the inn.

"Wonder what it was" Vorn mused.

"Dudette, like, probably, like, totally forgot to feed her dog and stuff."

"She still has that thing?"

"Fuckin' seems so."

They continued talking about the band and different ideas for music for a while. They'd managed to narrow it down to some form of rock before Cassie showed up again.

"I have found you a guitarist" She cried triumphantly.

They stared at her with raised eyebrows.

"Come" She said, beckoning them.

When they continued to sit and stare she rolled her eyes and grabbed Alec, who was sitting closest to her and pulled him up.

"H-hey, what the freak-"

"Come on!" She whined.

They got up and followed her, Alec being towed along behind her.

"He is out here, he didn't want to go inside" she explained.

They stepped outside into the bright sunlight and looked around. To the side of the inn sat a forsaken man in scraggly grey clothes. His black hair hung lankly around his head and there were two leather straps crossed over his face tightly, covering his eyes. A cigarette stuck out of his lipless mouth, the end squashed between rough teeth. His skin was bright white and he sat so still he may have been a statue. Lying in his lap was a silver guitar kept in such perfect condition it looked wrong for it to be near him.

"This is him" she smiled "he is very good."

The forsaken turned to look at them, nodded in greeting but said nothing.

"Got a guitar, is he good?" Vorn asked.

"See for yourself."

The forsaken stood slowly, handling the guitar as though it were made of glass. He balanced himself carefully and moved his bony fingers slowly up the neck of the guitar, resting its weight on the top of his leg. There was a moment's pause as he seemed to consider something. Then he played.

The tune was flawless. His thin fingers were perfect for plucking the strings and allowed him to hold down the most awkward riffs. His left hand danced up and down the neck whilst the right hand attacked the strings like a spider. He nodded his head slightly to keep the beat even and looked easily comfortable playing the instrument. When he was done he lowered the guitar and watched their stunned silence.

"Dude..."

"Wow."

"Fu-... Freak."

"He is good, isn't he" Cassie smiled at the trio.

"Dude, like... dude..." Tai tried weakly.

"Wow" Vorn repeated.

"Freakin' immense" Alec whispered.

"Did I do good?" Cassie asked.

Tai reached over to her clumsily and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Dudette.." he tried again.

Alec punched him on the arm "Let her go you freak" he growled.

Vorn approached the forsaken "Your name?" he asked.

The forsaken shrugged slightly.

"He doesn't talk" Cassie said, freeing herself from Tai.

"Why?"

The forsaken shrugged again, indicating his neck.

"I don't think he has any vocal chords left" Cassie said uncertainly.

The forsaken shrugged again.

"So how the freak are we meant to know his name?"

"We could, like, totally make a name for the dude and stuff" Tai suggested.

The forsaken shrugged again.

"What the freak do we call him?"

"Something to do with music."

"Dude, we could, like, totally call him something to, like, fit his guitar skill and stuff" Tai threw in.

"Plucky?" Cassie shrugged.

"Dudette! You're, like, totally on fire today!" Tai exclaimed, patting her roughly on the shoulder.

The forsaken shrugged in an off-hand 'I-don't-mind' manner.

"It is settled then" Vorn grinned "welcome to Authentic Dragon."

"About freakin' time we were ready to get on with the band" Alec grinned.

"Dudette, like, do you, like, totally have a tux for Plucky too?" Tai asked Cassie.

"I brought a few, I am sure one will fit him" she answered brightly.

"Like, excellent and stuff!" He cried with victory.

"Drink with us" Vorn said to Plucky, who shrugged and nodded.

They filed into the tavern and drinks were passed around, and once again Cassie politely refused drinks. Tux's were checked and handed out to each of them, all correct sizes, and folded away into bags. They discussed music again and worked on a tune as Cassie clapped along cheerfully. After a few drinks they all went their separate ways, agreeing to meet there the next day. Cassie promised them she'd try and get them a gig somewhere and left before any of them could tell her she'd done too much already. The trio turned towards their lodgings having bid Plucky goodbye and watched his Windrider fly over the city. They all had good hopes for the next few weeks.


Oh Plucky, he's so much fun to write about 3! Since I allready have half of chapter 3 written it'll be posted fairly soon so... yeah. Comment please ^^!