Chapter 4: Meet Fluffy...
Scynta ran through what was going on in her head. The first thing to come up was that it could be worse. Of course it could be worse, Scynta thought, the Burning Legion could launch a full-scale war.
Then again, there was not a more embarrassing situation than her current one. Quinta had forgotten that gnomes, generally, have a strong hatred of orcs, because they are against humans. She walked into Crossroads casually, and the guard knocked her out and imprisoned her just as casually. Now Scynta had to find a way to get her out of the 'prison' (in truth, it was suitable for holding animals, not gnomes) or never see Tirisfal Glades again.
ÒLet me out, you goddamn idiot orc!" Shrieked a squeaky voice below her in the cage. The suddenness of it almost knocked Scynta off her branch. "I'm the Gnome Ambassador, damnit! I shouldn't be locked up!"
"Any and all trespassers of the Human, Night Elf, Dwarf, or Gnome races is to be captures as soon as they... well, trespass. By the order of the Warcheif, Thrall." the guard recited, for the sixth time.
"I don't care! LET ME OUT!" Quinta began to glow a slight tinge of blue, and the bars between her fingers began to develop frost.
"Listen to the gnome, Grug." Came a new voice. It was mature, and sagelike. It also had a hint of a 'moo' in it. "Fluffy is mighty hungry." Scynta looked in the direction of this new speaker. A Tauren, tall and broad, with mostly orange armor, sat on a brownish kodo, and a scorpid, (presumably 'Fluffy') waited next to her. The ScorpidÕs tail twitched threateningly. The orc stood his ground.
"A-a-any and a-a-all t-t-trespassers..." The Orc stuttered out, watching the tauren pull what looked like a longbow made of bone from her back.
"Let. Her. Go."
The orc squeled suddenly and unlocked the cage. Quinta walked out, no worse for wear, though her head was quite lumpy at this piont.
"You can thank me later. Right now, we must get to Thrall." the tauren said simply.
"You too?" Scynta asked. The she thought a moment. "How'd you know?"
"Simple. the tag on the box you carry says 'To Thrall', and you're with Quinta, who makes regular trips to Orgrimmar. Two and two."
"Oh, how rude of me to forget. Scynta, this is Daizy, my bodygaurd, and her pet, Fluffy."
"I am also alerting Thrall to a second rise of the centaur." Daizy said.
"Really? Odd." Quinta said, rubbing her chin.
"How so?" Scynta asked.
"I'm here due to increased Trogg activity. You and I were attacked by the Burning Legion. Daizy came here on her way to Orgrimmar, due to centaur attacks... Something just don't add up."
"The Naga seem agitated as well, Quinta, and I have heard of many Dark Iron dwarf attacks, not to mention Satyr sightings and..."
Quinta held up her hand.
"I get the piont, Daizy."
Daizy went silent.