Chapter 3 A dark feeling
The pale blue eyelids of the young hunter slowly flickered open. Her body felt incredibly heavy and bruised but despite that she managed to lift her up into a seated position. Her vision blurry, she slowly attempted to ascend to a standing position but shackles around her ankles and wrists prevented such an action. Confusion and paranoia set in and she shook her head to try and grab a more defined grip on her eyesight to survey what situation she was in.
Slumped against the wall she began to hear the distinguishable approaching sounds of footsteps. They were heavy and made the clunking sound of a hoof, a Tauren hoof.
Oh great…she thought as the thought of imprisonment dawned upon her.
Muttering in Taurahe, the Tauren native language, it came to a halt outside of her prison cell. The beast knew it's Darnassian which made her suspect a druid, she was wrong. It was Cowzer, the fabled legendary Horde Champion and he had come to interrogate her. Though being as cold-hearted as he was, he also showed honour and with it he gave Luna some healing water so she could atleast gaze upon his features while he addressed her.
Sitting himself upon the floor he cleared his throat.
"Elf, what is your name?" He asked calmly as to begin his conversation. Luna finally adjusted her eyes to see clearly looked at him for a few seconds, pondering the situation. If I answer him he'll milk me of information and kill me. If I don't answer him he'll torture the information out of me then kill me…She thought for a few more which resulted in Cowzer slapping her across the face.
"Murloc got your tongue elf?" he chuckled and shifted slightly. Luna winced and swallowed the pain, not allowing it to show.
"My name…is Luna…Luna Seruka" she eventually replied and began to gently shake. Cowzer nodded and bowed his head.
"Everyone addresses me as Cowzer, it's a name that's stuck with me as my real name I have long abandoned and will never speak of again, so don't ask…" he added and called a searing totem to his side. Luna looked at it fearfully then looked back at him.
"Now Luna, I don't want to use this against you, as I believe in honourable fighting, not kicking one when they're down. But if you don't do as I ask you will have to experience the burning sensation of its power".
Luna's shaking became more violent and Cowzer had noticed. Laughing gently he placed a hand upon her shoulder and shuffled closer.
"As a Tauren I am a peaceful creature, I can understand your fear but believe me, if you do not disobey me I will leave this cell with you left untouched. Though I am afraid I cannot let you out of this cell itself, you're a prisoner of war after all and should be glad we did not kill you when we so easily had the chance."
Striding into the Orgrimmer library, Kodar began rummaging through the book shelves to try to find a language book. He found a lot of 'Learn Common in 5 days!' and 'To talk with the Gnomes' books but Darnassian was either a rare language to master or the Librarian had a distinct dislike for Nightelves. At the back of the library he finally came across what he was looking for, 'The art of Darnassian'. Sitting down on the floor he blew the thick dust and spiderwebs off of the object and opened it to the first page.
The book was very old and some of the pages had patches of mould or holes from insects chewing upon it. He sat and began reading the pages, repeating what was instructed and after believing this was a good source for learning, he closed it and walked over to the librarian, placing a silver coin in his hand to borrow the book. The librarian cocked an eyebrow in surprise to see what book the Druid possessed in his large Tauren hands but kept his opinion to himself.
Walking down the street he passed a good friend of his, Hamakua. Smiling and patting Kodar on his shoulder, Hamakua peered at the book in his comrade's hands.
"You aren't going to try and serenade the captured Night elf are you?" he chuckled and casually scratched an itch near one of his massive Tauren horns. Kodar surveyed him for moment, choosing a wise response.
"There's a Night elf held captive? Why didn't someone just kill it? I mean if it's not a high ranked important asset to the Alliance then what use is it to us? It's only a hunter, a minion, worthless" Kodar's bland monotonous voice was just a cover up for what this situation has granted him. A night elf held within Orgrimmer could perhaps hold the lost information from his dream. Though he doubted it he still had to try.
"Wait…This doesn't interest you at all? Come on! Wake up and smell the dew! She's held captive, under lock and key. No matter how hard she struggles she won't be able to escape. Hell I might even have my fun with her." Hamakua's eyes held a fiery lust within them and Kodar shifted uncomfortably.
"Hama, you aren't seriously thinking about…raping a night elf are you?" Kodar was a taken aback by the response from his friend. The Shaman simply chuckled and nodded.
"Kodar, you don't understand do you? Tauren women I've had a lot of. The orc women have an uncomfortable roughness to them. The like to dominate and I don't take that. I'M the bull and no cow's gonna hold me under whip and chain…" He broke off for a sec and touch a small mark on his arm which looked, to Kodar's imagination like a whip mark and he smirked to himself. "And Troll women take it from anything that moves. They are no fun and I will never be caught DEAD having any sort of sexual relations with a forsaken. Look Kodar, I've heard the rumours that having sex with a night elf is not like anything you've ever experienced! They take you to a whole new level! Hell if she becomes impregnated then depending on the result, maybe the hybrid species will outsmart the Alliance and overpower the horde! I feel excited by the idea, don't you?" He turned to face Kodar who had yawned over exaggeratedly and simply nodded to shut Hamakua up from going on about it any more.
"Do what you will, just let me speak with her before you ruin her spirit. You're talking about doing something that the Earth Mother frowns upon. But if you live a life of guilt hereafter, don't come crying to me because my response will simply be, I warned you not to do it", and with that signifying the end of their conversation, Kodar walked in the direction of the Orgrimmer Gaol.
"Taken! She was kidnapped by the Horde Morganath" Taversia had approached Luna's Guild leader, a man whom she looked to for good advice and aid in times of peril. Morganath simply looked at Taversia and rubbing his cleanly shaven chin and he pondered on the matter.
"Taken? You mean…they didn't kill her?" Taversia shook her head and wiped away a falling tear.
"I dunno if she's dead now…they may have tortured her to death for the fun of it. Oh Luna! Please be alright…" she began crying heavily, hanging on every shed of hope that her lover was still alive.
"Do you know where they took her?" he asked Taversia gently and pulled her into a comforting hug and rubbed her back to help ease the emotion. Taversia stiffened her crying to gentle sobs and after calming down she looked Morganath in the eyes and nodded slowly.
"Orgrimmer".