Wow…it's been forever since I last updated…I sowwy!! I've been trying to write three fan fics at once plus essays for AP Language. I'll try to start updating this at least every three weeks. I do plan on finishing this fic…but don't worry, there's a lot more to come before the end.
Disclaimer: Don't own War Craft...did make up most of the characters.
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"They should kill it and be done with it!"
Angry muttering could be heard from every corner of the town, though the crowd had long since dissipated.
"What good can come from it? It will bring the town nothing but evil."
Beady black eyes focused on three people. Rustling his wings, the raven listened intently to their speech.
"I have to speak with it."
"You can not be serious. If you speak with it now then all of the town will believe you to be associated with it."
"Something has to be done! We have been idle for long enough."
"Idle?! Explain what you mean by that."
"We have leisurely traveling, now that our path has been set before us we must do what we have to."
"I wouldn't exactly call it leisurely, and there is no path set before us."
"Do you not see?"
"I told you already, I believe!"
"Yet you do not see!"
"See what?! A blasted orc, what more is there?"
"Listen you two," Their dark haired companion slipped his lithe body in between their bickering. "Agraelith is right," he said calmly to the indignant elf. She was about to protest but he went on. "If you go now then there will be trouble. You could be thrown in the cage along with him for treason. If you go at night…"
"It's too risky either way," Agraelith muttered.
"But you know that the orc is not evil, he may be of use."
"I promised your mother I would protect you and I will not let any harm befall you because you are too stubborn to listen to reason." He snapped.
Carya made no sign to show her surprise but in a dangerously calm voice asked, "My mother?"
Clearing his throat, Agraelith looked down at her, mentally berating himself for his blunder. He could not tell her the truth about who her parents were, not after he had promised Lyra that he would not. This day had started out pleasant enough but it was quickly turning into a disaster.
"Alright, I will allow you to see the orc tonight, but I will accompany you." He hoped that it would get her mind off of what he had just said.
Her eyes narrowed slightly but she let it slide, "All right."
An uncomfortable silence settled thickly over them. Carya found herself musing about what Agraelith had said. She could tell that he regretted having mentioned it…why?
Her keen ears heard the shuffling of feathers and her eyes flew upward. There, sitting on the roof of a building was the raven. The blackness of his feathers contrasted sharply with his surroundings. His gaze was focused on her. It seemed almost as if he winked at her before spreading his wings and lazily gliding away.
She found herself wanting to fling a stone at it, like a disobedient child. She had not felt so entrapped before. It was as if she had been bound by lock and chain to her fate the moment she had stumbled across the human. When she was younger fate was a thing she did not believe existed. The idea of being set upon a path and being forced to tread it was something she resented. Yet it seemed that it was fate indeed that she was bound to. However, there was no regret. She had become quite fond of Agraelith over the time that they had spent together. Not only had their bond seemed to strengthen but it also appeared to be growing. At times it seemed as if it was dangerously stretching to the point of snapping like a worn thread, but she would not let it happen.
Illyath stood, uncomfortable. He had not been prepared for their seemingly acerbic bickering and he glanced nervously from one to the other. He hated being the one in the middle, it was never a position he was good at. Either he would find himself swayed to one side or he would blow up on both of them. Luckily when they were younger it had normally been Agraelith as the peace maker.
The silence continued until he could take it no longer. "Carya, how would you like to come horseback riding with me?" he asked. She looked at him puzzled for a moment but then she smiled ever so slightly. He did not expect her to agree but surprisingly she was quite willing to join him.
"I do not know how to ride a horse, but I would like to try."
Agraelith shook his head, "No, I think you need to rest." A throb of jealously made him want to keep away from her. He knew that Illyath had a reputation among the women.
"I think that I am old enough to make my own decisions…besides, you are the one who needs the nap," she said with a smile. He was scruffy looking at the moment, and the dark circles under his eyes did nothing to improve his look. "Elves do not need as much sleep as you humans do." He still looked reluctant. "Do not worry; I took care of myself before you came along. I do not need you to shadow my every footstep."
It was the truth and he could come up with no argument. "All right…but do be careful." He turned to his friend. "If anything happens to her, friend or no, I will hurt you."
Warm laughter escaped Illyath's lips. "Don't worry. I've been on the receiving end of your sword enough in practice to know not to cross you. Almost killed me one time."
"I did not. You simply didn't move quick enough," Agraelith said defensively.
"Sure, make your excuses. But it's the truth. I was in the ward of healing for nearly a week after that blow you gave me."
Agraelith rubbed his face, "Scared me nearly to death. You've no idea how horrible I felt."
Illyath gave his friend a one armed hug. Agraelith had hardly left his side the whole time he was injured. While they both had their rough edges and even doubts about one another, they were brothers at heart. "I forgive you, even though it did give me a nasty looking scar." His tone was jocular and it helped brighten the mood a little.
Carefully Carya took in the scene displayed before her, analyzing it. While she knew that they had their differences, Agraelith and Illyath would protect each other to the death. It further complicated the state of things. Without realizing it they had chained Illyath to their fate. They could not hide what was going on and would at one point have to reveal it to him.
The sun had reached its peak and it bathed them in all its warm glory. Everything seemed peaceful once more. "If we are going to go, I suggest we go now." Illyath said. "We want to be back in the city well before dark."
"All right," Carya began to follow him towards the stables but hesitated for a moment. She turned back to Agraelith. "Stay out of trouble," she said playfully and then swiftly hugged him. She sprinted after Illyath before what had just happened could completely sink in.
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Not the longest chapter in the world but they'll start getting longer and more exciting…probably beginning next chapter.
RohanVos- nope, our little orc friend isn't a carrier of the scourge…you'll have to wait 'till the next chapter to see what roll he plays J
Yay- I won't let the story die, I promise, and the chapters should get longer. Thanks for reviewing!!
The Celestial Hunter- Thanks for the review!! I'll try to update as soon as I can.
NuclearMage- You succumbed to the purple button, mwahahaha. Awww…I'm glad that you like my story, your review made me happy
kilik06- I hope that you liked this chapter J Sorry that it took me so long to update; it shouldn't take this long again!!
Durga- This is completely random but is Durga the name of one of the characters in Eragon? I'm probably completely wrong. Anyways, I'm glad that you enjoy reading my story. Thanks for reviewing!!
Blah- I finally updated, YAY! Sorry that it took me so long, shouldn't happen again. Thanks for reviewing!!
