Chapter seven at last!
And again...I can't figure out how to write the troll accent XD I'll get it eventually. *sighs *
anyways enjoy! More revealing of pasts and peak at Cromwell!
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Tristfall Glades, the last frontier before braving the corrupt lands of the Plaguelands. It was always a tense journey through the lands of the dead. There where memories that Calhoun held about the place when he was alive and something in Cromwell remembered the killing fields from some long ago battle.
Carliin shook her head and rain a hand through her wet hair as she indulged in the last bath until they cleared the Plaguelands. Cromwell splashed by with Chompy laughing bringing a smile to the warlock's face. He was still a mysterious soul.
Zen'Jithil was a down the way with Kodash in the 'male' side of the lake but she knew that damn troll was probably sneaking a look at every chance he got. Cromwell she could tolerate because the warrior couldn't tell a breast from a tree and he was busy frolicking with his murloc.
Calhoun and Cyra where up at camp preparing dinner. For some reason the two had become thick as thieves. She blamed it on their mutual lust of money. She shook her hair out running her hands through the long tresses of black hair closing her deep blue eyes for a second or two relaxing.
That is until she heard the splash and the shriek of a raptor that ended in a startled cry of pain. She opened her eyes and looked on in shock as a red raptor jumped and ran about on shore a little light blue murloc clamped on its tail. In Trsitfall Glades Chompy chomped you it seemed...but what in the lights name was a raptor doing here!?
Carliin looked over her shoulder at the other two males bathing on the other side of the lake, Kodash was there looking kind of confuse but Zen'Jithil was no where to be seen. Probably the sound sent the rouge into stealth mode.
Carliin covered her breasts and glared at the bushes as she moved to her clothes on the shore. She dressed quickly feeling like more eyes where watching her then she wanted to. The raptor was growling at the little murloc off along the beach Chompy snarling right back. Between the two they seemed to have a mutual understanding. The murloc might've been small but he had a jaw of steel.
The warlock moved towards the raptor slowly, the creature turning to eye her as she took slow steps reaching into her bad to pull forth a small bit of fish she had. The reptilian eyes eyed her over before leaning forward and sniffing the fish. It then took the fish growling low but in a more friendly way.
Chompy tugged at her dress gurgling and pointing at his mouth and she sighed sacrificing a bit more fish to the murloc. The raptor bumped her growling for more fish. Lightly she pushed the two hungry critters away from her with a glare, "No more you two!"
Zen'Jithil came out of the woods looking between the warlock, the raptor, and the murloc, "Found a new friend?"
"I guess..."she grumbled patting the raptor a bit, "I mean...it might belong to someone,"
"I think it wandered toward the pond," the rouge said jerking a thumb back at the woods, "Not a footprint other then its own or movement of a hunter at least in the perimeter.
"Well we can't drag a hunter's pet along with us just because we can't find him. Let's get moving and track the raptor's tracks in a backtrack!" She said giving the raptor one last pat. The rouge sighed crossing his arms, "When you get someting in your head there is no stoppin you,"
"That's why you love me," she teased walking by looking at the ground, "Now be a good troll and start tracking,"
He grumbled and gestured for her to follow her. Chompy climbed up on her shoulder and hung on looking on ahead gurgling and kept turning back and gurgling at the raptor who growled a bit at the small murloc.
"Can we hurry up before this murloc and raptor make me a causality in there war?" Carliin said.
"Oh?" He glanced back at her sneakily, "If that's the case..."
"If you slow down I'll make troll kabobs out of you!" Carliin hissed angrily.
The rouge chuckled and crouched down getting a fix on the raptor's tracks and moved slowly forward tracing the path back with Carliin and the two warring critters as well. She moved up beside him glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, "How did a rouge learn to track anyways? I didn't think it is something you learn,"
Zen'Jithil was quite for a bit pausing to glance at her, "My father taught me a bit about trackin...he was a mighty hunter,"
"Your father? This is the first time you mentioned the troll who raised you..." she said her interest sparked.
"Nothing much to say," he answered, "Found and raised me as Darkspear teaching me about the world on his lap as he smoked away always off in the hunt,"
"If he was a hunter I would think he would teach you about it not just a few tracking tricks," Carliin said in a bit of surprise.
"He was going to," Zen'Jithil said quietly, "But he disappeared when I was young,"
"...what happened?" She asked getting closer putting her small hand on his shoulder, "If there is one thing I'm learning from Kodash its that talking things over helps get it out,"
Again Zen'Jithil was quite before letting out a sigh, "My father, Jeh'Ri Stormtracker, was a hunter of da darkspear tribe. He had been through many a hunt and fight, having a broken tusk and one good eye when he found me and took me in to da tribe," he began slowly as if remembering all the details of a foggy memory.
"He planed to teach me all of his tricks and talents and raise me as his heir but...one day he go on hunt when I was young and never came back. A day went by and I went to da elders and told them of his disappearance. They grew worried. After a week without a trace of him some said he wandered into another hunt and to wait longer...."
"But he never returned," Carliin said quietly.
He nodded, "Four months without a trace or word. Four months of living in da empty home overlooking the village and feelin out of place from da rest of the tribe. One day I took a few tings and left the tribe to find him or at least a clue to his fate,"
"Have you found a trace of him?" she asked.
Zen'Jithil shook his head, "No. Its been so many years I've lost all hope of figuring out what happened to him...to many years of selling my blades a rouge rather then a hunter,"
" I think he would be proud of you,"Carliin said suddenly, "He seemed like the type who would be proud in whatever profession you took up. He left doing what he loved doing and perhaps he's still hunting whatever prey he found,"
There was a moment of quite between them broken only by the hissing breath of the raptor and the gurgling of the murloc on her shoulder as she inched closer pulling him into a slight hug as best she could manage. She was even more surprised when he moved to give her a slight hug in return.
A lump was in her throat and her memory tore at her trying to force a hazy vision to come forth. Something she was looking for...that piece in the puzzle that would link her confusing past together. There was early childhood, her failure at being a paladin, her training early as a warlock and her running away from home and then...nothing.
After that she remembered Calhoun tending her in a cave asking how she ended up starved and looking like such a mess in the wilds. It seemed they both had missing pieces about their pasts that both wanted to know desperately about yet had somehow had forgotten their goals.
"We'll keep looking and we can always ask Calhoun to have his in formatives keep an ear out. If we work together I bet we can shear up all the holes in our past in order to get moving forward again,"
"We'll?" he asked looking at her.
Carliin nodded, "I want to know something as well...I want to know...I want to know why I dream of tall mountain pines, of a clear blue sky, and a savage forest troll tall and bloodthirsty...and who it is that tells me to run...."
"Then you are right, " he said in a near whisper, "We'll find it somehow. I think we are a stubborn lot,"
She giggled slightly, "I think Kodash and Cyra are the only ones without a troubled past of some sort. Cromwell I know has something up,"
The troll grinned as the mood lightened, "I bet he was the king's nephew or some bizarre twist of fate like dat,"
"If it turns out to be something like that I'll kiss a troll," she said with a grin.
He chuckled and moved forward back on task of tracking the raptor's trail, "Then I hope he is just to see you do it. I'll make sure to find you a nice sweaty forest troll alright?"
"You do and I'll saw off your tusks and a glue them to your head so you look like a demented stag," she growled back although she wore a small smile.
He chuckled and turned to her putting finger to his lips and then pointed ahead. There in the distance a small cave, tucked away from prying eyes with a faint glow of firelight, most likely the fire dying down. She turned to ask Zen'Jithil what he made of it but he was gone like smoke in the wind. Typical rouge...
She crouched in the bushes feeling kind of silly as the raptor kept sticking its head in her pack to get more fish and the murloc began to chew on her necklace happily. Minutes ticked by and she sighed, "I swear I'm going to kick his ass when he gets back..." she grumbled.
"Kick who's ass mon?"
The sound of the defiantly not Zen'Jithil troll voice made Carliin shriek and slap whoever it was, missed sending herself sprawling on the ground, disturbing the raptor who leapt back running into whoever it was, and in the end Chompy let out a gurgle and landed on the poor raptor's back and bit down. The raptor bucked sending the murloc flying into some bushes where he gurgled unhappily.
Her face was beat red as a hand put itself on her arm helping her up chuckling, "That be an interesting change of tings," the stranger chuckled.
Carliin looked up at the newcomer, a jungle troll no doubt about it with a large flaming red Mohawk and a wide grin on his face, "You nearly scared me to death!" she shot back in her usual hot tempered manner.
The troll blinked holding his hands up in a slightly surprised way at the blood elf warlock's sudden violent outbursts ," No one meaning ya harm girly," he said.
"Don't sneak up on me," she huffed crossing her arms. She noted the raptor came up the troll without hesitation bumping him slightly, "I guess then that the raptor is yours?"
"Ja. This be Trakkor, " he said patting the raptor's head, "And I be-"
"Jandi?" she asked crossing her arms, "Or...not quite. The hair is different...so I guess not,"
"Jandi my twin brother," the troll said patting the raptor again, "I'm Kor'alli,"
"I can see the family resemblance," she said moving towards the bushes where Chompy had fallen. The murloc grumbled angrily and climbed back onto her baring its sharp teeth at Trakkor who only growled back. She sighed and moved her pendant into Chompy's hand causing him to stop leering and start chewing.
Kor'alli raised and eyebrow at the murloc and Carliin shook her head, "Don't ask. It's not mine," she dusted herself before sighing and giving a slight bow of the head, "Forgive me for my rudeness earlier. I'm Carliin,"
"Karly," Kor'alli said with a nod, "pretty name,"
She wasn't in the mood to argue over the pronunciation of her name at the moment and sighed looking about, "Have you seen a tall troll with slightly messy red hair, stormy eyes and usually looks like he's moody sneaking around?"
"No. Haven't seen any other trolls why? Is he the one your going to kick ass too?" Kor'alli asked grinning.
"I'm going to kick his ass, saw off his tusks, and roast him slowly over an open fire," she proclaimed puffing herself up to her 'intimidating' height causing the troll hunter to snicker a bit.
"Glad I not him,"
That's when Zen'Jithil put his hands on Carliin's shoulders, "I would like to see you try that Carliin,"
For the second time that night she let out a shriek and turned to slap the now snickering rouge who moved out of her small slap range. She had learned not to get up in a trolls face when you slapped them. Those damn tusks proved to be an effective counter attack to the head. Zen'Jithil's tusks slamming into the side of her skull after a slap had been a very painful situation for sure.
"You overgrown tusked gnome son of a harpy, bastard spawn of a night elf and walrus!" she shrieked.
Kor'alli was trying real hard not to laugh at the cursing little blood elf raging like a mother troll after a naughty youngster, "You got a firey companion there," he commented with a broad grin.
Zen'Jithil sighed, "You don't know the half of it,"
Carliin puffed up feeling extremely short now being towered over by two trolls now. At least she was taller then the raptor and Chompy who was now eying both trolls wide eye and drooling. Weird little murloc. No wonder Cromwell liked him.
"Well we better get to camp before Kodash's hair turns grey with worry, "Carliin muttered as the two trolls kind of stared at each other. It was the look of two people who swore they never met yet somehow recognized the other.
"Have we met?" Kor'alli asked, "you have a familiar face about you...."
"No. Never met I don't think," Zen'Jithil said shaking his head, "If you want you can come along to our camp. The extra company is welcomed,"
And that's how they arrived at the camp later, an extra troll in tow after he had gather up his things and joined them and the rest of the party by the fire. Cyra was hooded and hunkering down with Calhoun, the two whispering over something acting as if the rest of the world didn't exist. Kodash however gave them a warm smile , "Welcome and greetings to our new visitor,"
They welcomed visitors to their camp of misfits. Perhaps it was that every member in the group understood what loneliness, isolation, betrayal, and confusion was without a care. The past had happened and they had tossed it behind them. The future was there and by all accords everyone saw it as bleak. That is why they had all found the present more pleasing.
"So where do you hail from friend?" Kodash said striking up small talk with the troll hunter. Carliin only half listened, the names of tribes and chieftains lost on her. She had her eyes trained on Zen'Jithil who seemed to tense at some of the names ever so slightly. A dead give away to her that he knew something...or perhaps...he had lied before.
Zen'Jithil, she realized now, did know Kor'alli and perhaps Jandi as youth in his village. Knew and chose to not rekindle old acquaintances. Didn't he mention his father and himself lived just above the village kind of out of the way of the rest of the village? Two hermits in a hut that found all the conversation they needed in silence.
"So you look like one who has traveled a lot. Have you been to the Outlands?" Carliin asked as she pulled out a bottle of cherry fizz.
He nodded, "Been out there a couple of times now. The place is bizarre but has a strange beauty to it,"
"I've heard that the hunting is good there, " Kodash said pulling out his pipe, "I myself have never traveled to the ancient homelands but it will be something I feel I must do,"
Carliin shrugged, "Heard there are a lot of crazy mana addicted blood elves doing something out there. Me? I want to go a glance at an alien world. I want to have traveled everywhere before I settle down,"
It was then that Cromwell decided he wanted to join them and came bounding into camp covered in leaves, grass, and all matter of woodland plant life giggling madly, "Heya trolly!"
Chompy perked up at hearing his murloc lord come in and ran over clinging to the warrior's leg. The undead giggled, sounding like a cat being strangled and took a seat next to Carliin, " I saw scarlet peoples and I stabby them when they chased me!" he declared smugly.
Calhoun glanced up snickering, "The damned crusaders deserved that for sure,"
"You really don't like the scarlet crusade do you Calhoun?" Cyra teased with a giggle, "When we passed by that camp you decided to fry em all!"
"that was because they where being cruel to squirrels and I just can't stand that, "Calhoun said with a grin, "that's all. My scarlet crusade hate is nothing compared to Cromwell's hatred of snakes, Carliin's hatred of trolls, and Zen'Jithil's hatred of gnolls,"
"I don't hate gnolls, "Zen'Jithil growled, "I just don't like them all that much,"
"Whatever for?" Carliin asked, "Wouldn't your leg miss all that gnoll loving?"
Kor'alli laughed, "that might do it know?" he wiped a tear of mirth from his eye and grinned at Carliin, "So you are da troll hater eh?"
Calhoun nodded with a shrug, "We don't know why. She just really doesn't like trolls. I think the Bloodscalps tribe incident was proof enough,"
"Oh?" the troll hunter arched an eyebrow intrigued as Calhoun chuckled.
Kodash was also bit confused looking at the priest, "Care to enlighten us? Sounds like an interesting story to be told,"
The priest nods sitting back tapping one bony finger against his bloodless lips, "Where to begin..ah yes...we where in Stranglethorn...about a year ago and I had just bailed Zen'Jithil out from an appointment with the dungeons in Booty Bay. Part of the price was thin out the bloodscalp tribe numbers so off we went north,"
The priest paused for a minute to take a sip of water to quench his tomb dry throat a bit before continuing, "Now Cromwell wasn't with us yet at this time so it was just the three of us wandering about. Eventually her and Zen began arguing...a bit loud and we ended up getting jumped by a bloodscalp hunting party,"
Kodash blew out a stream of smoke slowly eyes a bit wide, "How did you escape that?"
"Very interesting thing happened was Carliin got away, her voidwalker imploding to give her a shield to get to a hiding spot. Where ever she ran to it was muddy and miserable and it got our little firecracker here simmering for a plot. Now as for me and our rouge here, we where about to be roasted when a terrifying shriek echoed over the vale. Sounded like a banshee crossed with a skinned cat and an angry yeti I would say,"
He paused again for a sip of water, "The bloodscalps started talking to each other worriedly, something about bad mojo or something...when all of sudden here comes Carliin, looking like something that had crawled out of the plaugelands shrieking and causing a ruckus and then bringing down some infernal flame on them. To make a long story short, we got free, the bloodscalps where scared off from the 'fire witch", their village burned, and Carliin was in a piss poor mood,"
Zen'Jithil shook his head, "You forgot the part with the raptors Calhoun,"
"No he forgot the part where that alpha gorilla tossed him through the woods for trying to kill its mate," Carliin said with a snicker.
"It sounds like you all have seen some interesting things in your travels, " Kor'alli said with a smile.
Carliin sighed shaking her head, "What I wouldn't give for a normal day in this lifetime,"
"With people like us around? "Calhoun laughed, "Not bloody likely. I say this world would be dull if there where no surprises. I still remember the look on the undead priests face when I cheerly told him that I still believe in the light for the light gave me this opportunity to continue my work and find my peace,"
"Find your peace?" Carliin asked raising an eyebrow.
Calhoun nodded, "I think everyone is looking for something that gets them up in the morning even if you don't know what that thing is. Mine? I'm looking for vengeance and an answer"
"I'm working to keep my family fed and happy," Kodash said, "To think of their smiles keeps me waking up each morning and getting up even against the toughest of odds,"
Chomp gurgled something and Cromwell giggled, " I got to find commander man and tell him the last orders and stuff. Important things to say ya know,"
Everyone at the fire gave the insane undead warrior a slightly surprised look. Who knew that Cromwell of all people still remembered he had some sort of goal in life after death?
Carliin sighed putting her chin in hand, "So...anyone have any alcohol?"
Kor'alli grinned, "I got black stick"
Twenty minutes later, Carliin had fallen deep in love with the magical happy root. Perhaps she had taken a bit too much as now her mind was floating ten feet above her body in the clouds making her feel probably what it was like to be Cromwell. It wasn't bad at all to be Cromwell if this was the feeling you got.
She danced like a drunken dwarf a bit laughing loudly and causing at first some laughs but now a bit of concern as they tried to settle her down. But she didn't want to. Settling down meant coming down from this high place of happiness...no...a nightmare....
Carliin didn't feel safe as the trees where pines, green grass blowing in the wind and the smell of the mountains in the air. She stood there eyes wide and shivering, "Not here not here..." she whispered and turned running as if the place would vanish.
The howl cracked her hazy vision, that same terrifying howl that haunted her forever, the troll making that nightmarish sound standing in front of her. A tall green forest troll with large yellowed tusks painted with red just like his leering face. He whore the skins of animals and the skulls of his victims an bloody axe in hand as he jibbered at her in his language.
"Run Carliin! Run!" the voice cried. She ran with shouts of surprise sounding behind her.
The bushes pulled at her robe like fingers as she tore through Tristfall tripping over herself a few times as the haze in her mind began to clear. She let out a cry as her foot caught in a hole twisting her ankle slightly and sending her head over heals down the slope.
Down the slope and into the middle of a scarlet crusade camp. The humans stared dumbfounded for a moment at the blood elf who had fallen into their camp before their faces darken and charged her. She closed her eyes waiting for the swift blow of death that was descending on her as she reached for her wand as quick as she could.
The attacking humans let out a shout of confusion as s bubble of protection sprung up around her and an Undead warrior with a murloc clinging to his shoulder pads and a red raptor ripped into them. The scene was thrown into Chaos even more with lighting cracking down into the camp and the appearance of a very angry troll rouge.
Arrows and magic whistled into the camp. Carliin pushed herself and let loose a fireball from her wand with a cry as she desperately got to her feet. The seen was a mad bloodbath of scarlet crusaders putting up a frantic defense against the sudden attack force, many of them retreating into the darkness.
Zen'Jithil was next to her, his tusks bloody with a concerned look on his face, "You okay Carliin?!"
She nodded still a bit shaken, " I think I shouldn't have any more black stick or whatever it was called for tonight, " she mummed.
The rouge managed a small laugh as he helped her up allowing the blood elf to use him as a crutch for now. Calhoun sighed, "At least we nailed some scarlet bastards out of this,"
Kor'alli approached next with a slight nervous grin, "Eh...sorry about that,"
Carliin shook her head, "Not your fault at all. I didn't listen when you said I took to much, "She took a steadying breath and offered a smile to him, "Next time just tie me to a tree okay?"
Cyra came next, her worry overcoming her want to keep hidden from Kor'alli. The troll hunter arched an eyebrow at the sight of the gnome and Calhoun patted his shoulder, "She is with us. Saved her life and now she's part of our little guild of misfits,"
"Oh Carliin! You had me so worry girl!" the gnome mage said patting her leg, "I'm so glad you are okay my friend!"
Carliin smiled, "Ack. It be no problem lass," she said in her thick accented common causing Kor'alli to raise a confused eyebrow as to why she was speaking in common like a dwarf.
"She learned common from a drunken dwarf on a ship," Calhoun said with a smile, "If you are going to learn common learn it from someone who lacks a thick accent,"
Carliin only smiled a bit, "enough talk. I'm tired now...let's get some sleep and chatter and such in the morning,"
A chorus of laughs followed as they headed back to camp for a long nights rest.
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The next morning found Carliin waking up curled up against Zen'Jithil using his hair as a pillow, Kor'alli using her stomach as a pillow, Trakkor sleeping on her legs, Cromwell propping his legs up on Trakkor, Cyra was sleeping on Kor'alli easily using the troll as a bed, and chompy snoozing on Cromwell's face. The eight of them where in some sort of 'snuggle circle' as Calhoun had termed it.
She was warm yes but it was hard to get up with all the people lying on you. She couldn't wait especially with the threat that if Zen'Jithil rolled over he would crush her. Carefully she wriggled out from under Kor'alli and Trakkor, the raptor hissing a bit in its sleep at the movement.
After a bit she managed to get out of the snuggle circle with a sigh. Kodash was sleeping peacefully on his side and Calhoun was sleeping like a corpse, his chest not moving an inch. So different then Cromwell who sounded like a bone rattled forest when he slept.
She moved about to make breakfast feeling as if she owed everyone that for saving her life last night after not listening to Kor'alli about that black stuff, taking way to much of the stuff. She got the fire going minding the smoke before looking around in the supplies bag. A few eggs, some wolf meat freshly killed from yesterday, and some spices. Carliin smiled and set about working some campfire kitchen magic. The smell of meet caused the raptor to sniff and lift its head hungrily. Chompy too awoke and waddle over to her gurgling and point to his mouth.
She sighed and pulled out some dried fish handing one to the murloc who happily began to devour it and tossed the other to the raptor that had moved closer to the fire. One by one the others awoke moving closer to the fire for a portion of cooking that Carliin had done. True she was no Kodash but at least she was better then Calhoun. The undead priest's cooking could make the scourge probably run away in fear.
It was nice breakfast. Plenty of food and conversation. Zen'Jithil seemed to have warmed up and opened up a bit to Kor'alli the two talking in their native tongue. Calhoun and Cyra where talking with Kodash leaving Carliin to enjoy the company of the murloc, the raptor, and Cromwell.
"Hehe...we all big family right?" the undead warrior said looking at her with his burning yellow orbs.
"I guess. A weird family but one overall mister looking for commander," she said lightly.
"Yes! The commander. Commander my uncle, "Cromwell said with a hint of a more serious tone as if for a brief moment the scatter parts of his mind fell in line, "My uncle....need to to tell him something. It was...oh! Chompy!"
As quickly as it came, the moment was gone leaving Carliin sitting there puzzled as the undead giggled lifting up his murloc and allowing the small thing to nibble at his bony fingers, "We get Chompy shiny!"
Then it was time to get up and part ways again. Carliin shook Kor'alli's hand with a smile, "take care of yourself and never hesitate to ask for our help anytime,"
"Yes if we are in the area just call, "Calhoun said with his standard pleasant smile, "And as a holy priest of the light even in death you can call me in to do funerals and marriages too,"
Carliin sighed shaking her head, "Calhoun...just stop now,"
The priest shrugged, "well I just put the offer out there. Remember that undead warlock who called me in to marry his succubus to him,"
Kor'alli chuckled, "I'll keep dat in mind,"
Kodash smiled with a bow, "It was honor to meet you hunter. May the spirits guide you to great fortune,"
Cyra smiled as well, "Good luck and good hunting!"
Chompy even said farewell although it was nothing more then a wet kiss to Trakkor's snout in which the raptor responded by licking the murloc back nearly smothering the small thing with its tongue.
Cromwell giggled, "By by now! Take it easy on the sun!"
Zen'Jithil was the last one to say goodbye to the hunter the two clasping hands and briefly bumping elbows in some sort of ritual goodbye. What happened next was a bit unexpected.
The two exchanged a few words in their language, Kor'alli looking confused as the rouge opened his pack rummaging a bit before pulling out what appeared to be a dagger wrapped in thick leathers handing it to the hunter.
Kor'alli has a puzzled look on his face as he unwrapped the dagger, his expression quickly turning to awe as he lifted the now uncovered dagger. Even Carliin had to marvel at it. The dagger handle was lovingly carved from ivory depicting all sorts of wild animals in great detail. The blade was a brilliant shiny metal that seemed to reflex all light that fell on it. Truly it was a work of a great craftsman from the razor sharp tip to the wild eyes of the tiger at the top of the handle.
Kor'alli said something as if arguing on taking such a thing but Zen'Jithil shook his head pushing the dagger towards the hunter saying something that made the hunter nod placing the dagger at his side tied to his belt.
Then it was one last farewell and the hunter parted ways with them moving off like a shadow into the wilderness. Carliin looked over at Zen'Jithil, "What was the deal with that dagger about. It looked important to me,"
"It was my father's dagger. Passed down from hunter to hunter for generations. He gave it to me but it never felt right, " he sighs, "I was no hunter and still am not a hunter. Kor'alli had that wild looks though in his eyes of a true hunter, someone I know my father would be proud to know is carrying that dagger,"
Carliin nodded patting his back,"I know it was hard to let go of something that close to you," she said, "But I bet he's smiling in pride at what you did. Keeping the tradition going,"
"He'll take good care of it," Zen'Jithil said with a faint smile, "He's a true born hunter,"
"will you two hurry up? I want to get to at least to Hope's Light Chapel before nighttime. I don't want to be caught camping out on the plaguelands, not for all the gold in the world,"
"Hold your kodos Calhoun!" Carliin shouted back jogging a bit to catch up with the rest of the group to their mounts. It was another dawn with another path ahead of them filled with danger but sent a thrill down Carliin's spin. Calhoun was right. A normal day with the same thing to expect everyday would truly be dull.
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Another chapter done! I borrowed Kor'alli who is the property of Darkspear koralli ^^ It was fun to write another troll even thoug for the life of me I can't write the troll accent XDDD
Trakkor and Chompy was fun to write as well XD
And inside information about Cromwell?! Yes! More about the insane warrior is to be revealed as well as some new characters popping in for some fun perhaps XD
hope you all enjoyed!
