And some more. Thanks go to the person who noticed the double post.. I completely didn't realise that I'd posted twice.. Many thanks:
Leanadas knelt on the spongy forest floor and drew deep gulping breaths of air, listening to the guttural speech of Orc Grunts as they left their posts and rushed from the small settlement. She turned her head and looked behind her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the Night Elf pursuers melt back into the forest and a sigh of relief whistled through her pursed lips.
"Get up," A hand grasped her upper arm and dragged her upright. Before her stood a stocky orc, dressed in the armour of a captain. "Inside," He half dragged her through the wall of the settlement and pulled her into a tent like structure before releasing his grip. Dazed by the speed of her removal and still half on the ground, Leanadas stared up at the orc with blurred and tired vision.
"Thank yo.." She started to say, before she was cut off mid sentence by an exasperated huff.
"Don't thank me," The orc growled back as he slumped back into a chair. "Civilians like you shouldn't be out here," he leaned forward, anger clear in his gaze. "Why aren't fannying around Silvermoon with all the rest of your fancy friends."
"Civilian wha?" Leanadas began to protest, realising that her attire and all of the marks identifying her were currently either in pieces or lost.
"A civilian is someone who doesn't do any fighting," The orc spoke slowly with the kind of tone used on errant children or idiots and Leanadas felt a hot rush of anger flow through her body. "And as such, you shouldn't be out here. This lovely forest is what we like to call contested, that means that we are actively engaged in combat with the enemy."
"Don't talk to me like I'm a child." Leanadas pushed herself to her feet and dusted herself off.
"Then you shouldn't have acted like one," The orc pushed himself to his feet and walked past her. "Rannil!" He shouted through the door of the tent. "Get over here and deal with this civilian!"
"I'm.." Leanadas stopped, her mind working swiftly over the possibilities. If they thought she was a civilian, they wouldn't send her back to report, she could disappear, presumed dead in the disaster or at the very least missing. Then she would be free to follow Kalvor to Darkshore and help him find his sister, after that she could return as and when she felt like it. She bit the inside of her cheek, it would be risky, she wasn't unknown in Ashenvale, if she saw one person who knew her, then it would be all over. A heavy thumping sound drew her back to the tent as a large troll broke through the door.
"Whaja want Mon?" The troll glanced down at her with a raised eyebrow before turning his attention back on the orc.
"Take this blood elf, give her some food and send her on her way."
"Wha just place her on road an let her go."
"No, put her on a wingrider and send her back to Orgrimmar, she can get a zeppelin back to the Eastern Kingdoms."
"Right," The troll reached across and held out a hand. "Come on then," It sounded as though he were coaxing a frightened puppy and Leanadas almost bit through her cheek, keeping her temper in check.
"Thank you," She simpered, hating every word that spilled from her lips. "I'm so glad you saved me," She addressed the orc with what she hoped was a grateful smile. The orc nodded curtly and turned away, leaving Rannil to lead her from the tent. "That night elf chased me,"
"It's good now mon, you're safe." Rannil led her into a tent and plated up a meal. "eat up, soon we send you home."
"Thank you," She breathed huskily, wondering if she could manage the brainless routine for long enough. Even if they didn't rumble her deception, she would probably snap and ruin the charade by attempting to kill everyone in sight. Never a fan of orcs, the captain here had managed to annoy her beyond reason and this troll idiot, she drew a deep breath, if she managed to pull this off, she was going to consider a change in career.