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Chapter 2 -
Journal Entrey ????: I have a broken leg. I'm in serious pain. Griggory got killed but i managed to drive the savage beast away with a well aimed rifle shot, I think it found something else more important so it left me. I tried to tend to my wound but it is just too painful to move. I fear I will not live long enough to write again in this journal so god help us all. Peace Out, MachindrouM
Gilraen's dwarven friend is named Ghruf Barbille and he once served in the fifth rifleman squad for the Human Alliance until their platoon disbanded and he was lost. All three travelers were exhausted from their endless trek threw this Caliharma Wastelands. All you could see is crags, dirt, and the heat. It was a searing 114 degrees farenheit and the three had stripped down to their bare necessities. (Bra, undies, weapons)
**Time Passes**
After several more hours of endless walking Ghruf thought he saw a sort of building in the distance. Gilraen, being an elf had better sight so she stood on Huor's shoulders and looked in the direction of the "sighting". There was a building, it kind of looked like a tower. "There's something there......" panted Gilraen, trying to sound positive. They started walking in the direction of the tower sweat rolling off them like rainfall. After fifteen minutes of foot-dragging they came to a watch tower with nobody there. They climbed to the top and found abandoned supplies. There was a couple bags of food, and a coupld of canteens of magically cooled water. There was also a couple bows and arrows. After eating, drinking, and sleeping(in the shade for 12 hours) they looked around from the tower. " I can see more heatwaves and birds from over there, lets go." said Gilraen, sounding fit. They climbed down the ladder with the supplies and headed off. An hour and a half later they were at a pair of watch towers and some orcish warriros looking into a huge orcish city going all the way up a large in-active volcano.
"Who goes there" snarled a grunt, spilling saliva all over his armor and hide.
"It's a priestess of the moon from the night elves, we demand to speak to your master" replied Gilraen, sophisticatedly.
"Come this way, but the dwarf stays" the other grunt snarled, and with the wave of his hand they started following him. Ten minutes later they were at the near top of the mountain standing inside a tent looking at a large burly fellow standing seven feet high in the middle of the tent. He had green skin, and blood red armor with streaming black hair coming from his head. He had a massive warsword at his hip and a huge axe, as big as Ghruf slung on his back. "Which beautiful elf may I be addressing now?" asked the chieftan like a gentlemen. He walked forward, took her hand, lifted it and kissed it.
" I am Priestess of the Moon Gilraen Shadowmoon" she replied, slightly blushing at the same time. "And this is my travelling companion Huor Galathil."
"Nice to meet you both." the chieftan said. "I am Thrall, master chieftan of the Bloodrock clan and founding father of the new orc nation Durotar."
"Nice to meet you too" said Huor.
"Pardon me for being rude, do either of you want food or drink." he gestured to a table loaded with juicy meat and chopped vegetables with a sixteen foot long shark in the middle.
"Thank you" Gilraen and Huor said. They walked over to the food and started eating and drinking calmly. After a couple minutes of eating they walked back to the middle of the tent. "Do you think we could stay here for a week or two?" asked Huor.
"Sure, but you would have to.... repay us somehow." said Thrall, still maintaining his manners.
"How about manual labour?" said Gilraen inquisitively.
"Fine with me. I have a warchief named Charg Fableblade and he should have some work for you two." commented Thrall.
"Oh, and by the way we have a dwarf friend waiting at the gate that your guard didn't let in." mentioned Huor on his way out.
"GET THE HUMAN !!!!!!" bellowed Thrall at a couple guards. They ran towards the entrance and in 5 minutes they were back with the dwarf. "Good."
The three walked around a little and asked a couple orcs where they could find Charg, and finally after an hour of searching they found him sitting in a tavern. "Hello Charg Fableblade." said Gilraen.
"Hey" replied Charg abruptly.
"We were sent here by Thrall. We're seeking work." Gilraen commented.
"Good, I needed somebody to help me get rid of those kobolds. They've been digging under the city and there is a risk part of our city collapses." he told them. "I'll go with you". And with that they were walking towards the outskirts of town until they came to a huge sewer entrance. They jumped in and Charg took out a torch. He held a long slightly curved sword up. Gilraen pulled out a katana, Huor took out a bow, and The dwarf loaded his rifle with several shots. They had been walking for about 100 yards and then something bolted out from a side passage and knocked Gilraen over. Before anyone else could react there was a quick humming in the air and the blademasters sword swung down and sliced through the attacking kobold. Gilraen got up and she was bleeding in the upper abdomen.
"Than...ks" she grunted as she started to stagger from the pain.
"Here, let me bandage that" said Huor hastily. He walked over and took out a bandage. He cast a charm to help stop the bleeding then wrapped the bandage around her ribs. Gilraen leaned forward and pecked him on the cheek. They continued their trek. Ghruf suddenly darted around and shot a couple shots. The gunshot sound was quickly joined by the sound of three falling corpses. Again they moved on. They walked another 500 yards then they came into a big room lighted "cavern" with many other passaged leading out from it. They heard many pairs of rapid footsteps then all the lights went out. There were four entrances including the one they just used. Footsteps seemed to be coming from every one. "Go back to back and hope for the best." Huor suggested.
"Good Idea" replied Ghruf. Many small shadows started running in and because of Charg's charred and useless torch they couldn't see very well. The humm of swords and the bang and twang of ranged weaponry was going rapidly. "Damn, I'm out of ammo. He dropped the gun and pulled out two daggers. The blademaster powered his sword with flame and started chopping down many little things. A claw infiltrated Huor's defenses and pierced his thigh. He dropped to the floor to be massed by many other creatures. Gilraen sliced apart Huor's attackers just to be swarmed by five more. Huor got up and pulled out a staff and started clonking kobolds. After several minutes of intense fighting the kobolds stopped and the lights went back on. The blademaster Charg was relatively un-touched. Ghruf had a slash across his cheek, a hole in his foot, and many small cuts and bruises on his chest and arms. Huor had a big wound in his thigh, a broken nose, a sprained left wrist, and many cuts and bruises everywhere. Gilraen had many long, deep slashes across her body, several puncture marks on her legs, and half an ear ripped off. Her chin had a small deep mark like a burn and her right cheek was covered in burns. Then one pair of very loud footsteps sounded and started coming from a passage. They all prepared themselves and when the creature stepped into view they all went white in the skin. It was a hunched over ten-foot high Swamp Dweller. "Oh No" whispered Ghruf to the others. The creature abruptly jumped forward and kicked Gilraen. She went flying back into the sewer wall and fell to the floor motionless afterward. Ghruf shot several shots with his rifle but it had no effect on the heavy armor. Charg jumped up and slashed at it with his sword. The armor split right apart and a little bit of black blood started dripping down. The swamp dweller swung it's arm and smashed Charg into the well beside it. Huor leapt forward and bashed it's hand with his staff. The creature looked irritated then it did a lopsided step and swiped at Huor. He ducked and whacked the creature on the hand again. A third arm came out of it's back and Huor missed dodging it. He was slammed into te ground. Ghruf, mad with rage ran forward and started climbing the creature. He was right at it's neck when the creature swung all three hands at him. Ghruf scurried up to it's head right before the three hands slammed into the creature's own chest. A massive clot of black blood burst out and a lot more started pouring out. Ghruf scurried back down and drove his daggers into the wound. A huge cascade of black blood shot out and knocked Ghruf off right before a second volley of arms crashed into it's chest making more blood spurt out. The creature stood it's full hight and rushed at Ghruf. Gilraen pounced from the ground both katanas' aimed straight ahead. She flew over Ghruf's head then both katana's buried themselves deep into the creatures chest. The creature bellowed, then his chest split apart, then he collapsed. Huor dragged himself back to his feet limping on a broken leg. The blademaster slowly walked over to Ghruf. He was covered in bits of stone and he had blood all over him. Gilraen stood up, walked over to the other three then fainted. Ghruf picked her up and they walked back up to the city.
** Time Passes**
"I thank you three for the excellent work you've done." said Charg as he gestured to a pile of items. "Take what you need. Huor picked out a bow of venom, Ghruf took a cloak of concealment, and Gilraen took an orb of lightning to enchant both her katanas. Thrall walked toward the four mostly healed fighters. Charg was mostly red because the blood stained his hide. "Charg Fableblade, from now on I designate you an exile to the Bloodrock clan for changing your color of alleigence." Charg bowed his head and walked toward the exit. Gilraen, Huor, and Ghruf ran toward him.
"What does that mean?" asked Huor.
"It means I'm banished, exiled, whatever you want to call it." he replied, indignantly.
"We'd be honoured if you came with us." said Gilraen hopefully.
"You know, that's a good idea." he said with a smile.
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Chapter 2 -
Journal Entrey ????: I have a broken leg. I'm in serious pain. Griggory got killed but i managed to drive the savage beast away with a well aimed rifle shot, I think it found something else more important so it left me. I tried to tend to my wound but it is just too painful to move. I fear I will not live long enough to write again in this journal so god help us all. Peace Out, MachindrouM
Gilraen's dwarven friend is named Ghruf Barbille and he once served in the fifth rifleman squad for the Human Alliance until their platoon disbanded and he was lost. All three travelers were exhausted from their endless trek threw this Caliharma Wastelands. All you could see is crags, dirt, and the heat. It was a searing 114 degrees farenheit and the three had stripped down to their bare necessities. (Bra, undies, weapons)
**Time Passes**
After several more hours of endless walking Ghruf thought he saw a sort of building in the distance. Gilraen, being an elf had better sight so she stood on Huor's shoulders and looked in the direction of the "sighting". There was a building, it kind of looked like a tower. "There's something there......" panted Gilraen, trying to sound positive. They started walking in the direction of the tower sweat rolling off them like rainfall. After fifteen minutes of foot-dragging they came to a watch tower with nobody there. They climbed to the top and found abandoned supplies. There was a couple bags of food, and a coupld of canteens of magically cooled water. There was also a couple bows and arrows. After eating, drinking, and sleeping(in the shade for 12 hours) they looked around from the tower. " I can see more heatwaves and birds from over there, lets go." said Gilraen, sounding fit. They climbed down the ladder with the supplies and headed off. An hour and a half later they were at a pair of watch towers and some orcish warriros looking into a huge orcish city going all the way up a large in-active volcano.
"Who goes there" snarled a grunt, spilling saliva all over his armor and hide.
"It's a priestess of the moon from the night elves, we demand to speak to your master" replied Gilraen, sophisticatedly.
"Come this way, but the dwarf stays" the other grunt snarled, and with the wave of his hand they started following him. Ten minutes later they were at the near top of the mountain standing inside a tent looking at a large burly fellow standing seven feet high in the middle of the tent. He had green skin, and blood red armor with streaming black hair coming from his head. He had a massive warsword at his hip and a huge axe, as big as Ghruf slung on his back. "Which beautiful elf may I be addressing now?" asked the chieftan like a gentlemen. He walked forward, took her hand, lifted it and kissed it.
" I am Priestess of the Moon Gilraen Shadowmoon" she replied, slightly blushing at the same time. "And this is my travelling companion Huor Galathil."
"Nice to meet you both." the chieftan said. "I am Thrall, master chieftan of the Bloodrock clan and founding father of the new orc nation Durotar."
"Nice to meet you too" said Huor.
"Pardon me for being rude, do either of you want food or drink." he gestured to a table loaded with juicy meat and chopped vegetables with a sixteen foot long shark in the middle.
"Thank you" Gilraen and Huor said. They walked over to the food and started eating and drinking calmly. After a couple minutes of eating they walked back to the middle of the tent. "Do you think we could stay here for a week or two?" asked Huor.
"Sure, but you would have to.... repay us somehow." said Thrall, still maintaining his manners.
"How about manual labour?" said Gilraen inquisitively.
"Fine with me. I have a warchief named Charg Fableblade and he should have some work for you two." commented Thrall.
"Oh, and by the way we have a dwarf friend waiting at the gate that your guard didn't let in." mentioned Huor on his way out.
"GET THE HUMAN !!!!!!" bellowed Thrall at a couple guards. They ran towards the entrance and in 5 minutes they were back with the dwarf. "Good."
The three walked around a little and asked a couple orcs where they could find Charg, and finally after an hour of searching they found him sitting in a tavern. "Hello Charg Fableblade." said Gilraen.
"Hey" replied Charg abruptly.
"We were sent here by Thrall. We're seeking work." Gilraen commented.
"Good, I needed somebody to help me get rid of those kobolds. They've been digging under the city and there is a risk part of our city collapses." he told them. "I'll go with you". And with that they were walking towards the outskirts of town until they came to a huge sewer entrance. They jumped in and Charg took out a torch. He held a long slightly curved sword up. Gilraen pulled out a katana, Huor took out a bow, and The dwarf loaded his rifle with several shots. They had been walking for about 100 yards and then something bolted out from a side passage and knocked Gilraen over. Before anyone else could react there was a quick humming in the air and the blademasters sword swung down and sliced through the attacking kobold. Gilraen got up and she was bleeding in the upper abdomen.
"Than...ks" she grunted as she started to stagger from the pain.
"Here, let me bandage that" said Huor hastily. He walked over and took out a bandage. He cast a charm to help stop the bleeding then wrapped the bandage around her ribs. Gilraen leaned forward and pecked him on the cheek. They continued their trek. Ghruf suddenly darted around and shot a couple shots. The gunshot sound was quickly joined by the sound of three falling corpses. Again they moved on. They walked another 500 yards then they came into a big room lighted "cavern" with many other passaged leading out from it. They heard many pairs of rapid footsteps then all the lights went out. There were four entrances including the one they just used. Footsteps seemed to be coming from every one. "Go back to back and hope for the best." Huor suggested.
"Good Idea" replied Ghruf. Many small shadows started running in and because of Charg's charred and useless torch they couldn't see very well. The humm of swords and the bang and twang of ranged weaponry was going rapidly. "Damn, I'm out of ammo. He dropped the gun and pulled out two daggers. The blademaster powered his sword with flame and started chopping down many little things. A claw infiltrated Huor's defenses and pierced his thigh. He dropped to the floor to be massed by many other creatures. Gilraen sliced apart Huor's attackers just to be swarmed by five more. Huor got up and pulled out a staff and started clonking kobolds. After several minutes of intense fighting the kobolds stopped and the lights went back on. The blademaster Charg was relatively un-touched. Ghruf had a slash across his cheek, a hole in his foot, and many small cuts and bruises on his chest and arms. Huor had a big wound in his thigh, a broken nose, a sprained left wrist, and many cuts and bruises everywhere. Gilraen had many long, deep slashes across her body, several puncture marks on her legs, and half an ear ripped off. Her chin had a small deep mark like a burn and her right cheek was covered in burns. Then one pair of very loud footsteps sounded and started coming from a passage. They all prepared themselves and when the creature stepped into view they all went white in the skin. It was a hunched over ten-foot high Swamp Dweller. "Oh No" whispered Ghruf to the others. The creature abruptly jumped forward and kicked Gilraen. She went flying back into the sewer wall and fell to the floor motionless afterward. Ghruf shot several shots with his rifle but it had no effect on the heavy armor. Charg jumped up and slashed at it with his sword. The armor split right apart and a little bit of black blood started dripping down. The swamp dweller swung it's arm and smashed Charg into the well beside it. Huor leapt forward and bashed it's hand with his staff. The creature looked irritated then it did a lopsided step and swiped at Huor. He ducked and whacked the creature on the hand again. A third arm came out of it's back and Huor missed dodging it. He was slammed into te ground. Ghruf, mad with rage ran forward and started climbing the creature. He was right at it's neck when the creature swung all three hands at him. Ghruf scurried up to it's head right before the three hands slammed into the creature's own chest. A massive clot of black blood burst out and a lot more started pouring out. Ghruf scurried back down and drove his daggers into the wound. A huge cascade of black blood shot out and knocked Ghruf off right before a second volley of arms crashed into it's chest making more blood spurt out. The creature stood it's full hight and rushed at Ghruf. Gilraen pounced from the ground both katanas' aimed straight ahead. She flew over Ghruf's head then both katana's buried themselves deep into the creatures chest. The creature bellowed, then his chest split apart, then he collapsed. Huor dragged himself back to his feet limping on a broken leg. The blademaster slowly walked over to Ghruf. He was covered in bits of stone and he had blood all over him. Gilraen stood up, walked over to the other three then fainted. Ghruf picked her up and they walked back up to the city.
** Time Passes**
"I thank you three for the excellent work you've done." said Charg as he gestured to a pile of items. "Take what you need. Huor picked out a bow of venom, Ghruf took a cloak of concealment, and Gilraen took an orb of lightning to enchant both her katanas. Thrall walked toward the four mostly healed fighters. Charg was mostly red because the blood stained his hide. "Charg Fableblade, from now on I designate you an exile to the Bloodrock clan for changing your color of alleigence." Charg bowed his head and walked toward the exit. Gilraen, Huor, and Ghruf ran toward him.
"What does that mean?" asked Huor.
"It means I'm banished, exiled, whatever you want to call it." he replied, indignantly.
"We'd be honoured if you came with us." said Gilraen hopefully.
"You know, that's a good idea." he said with a smile.
[Authors Note: Review Plz. Tell me if u like it. ] [Authors Update Notice: Next chapter up a couple of days.]