Night of Day Five
I do not own Warcraft
A small figure stepped through the portal and into the thin stone room
A small figure stepped through the portal and into the thin stone room. He was hunched and pale making his small form even less imposing and he sported an ugly wound in his side.
"I take it things did not go as planned," whispered a feminine voice.
The dwarf didn't reply and shambled over to the nearby wooden drawers and began desperately shifting through the vials on the shelf.
"Which blade did he strike you with?"
"The elven one," croaked the dwarf hoarsely.
The heavily cloaked woman nodded sagely, "The Sin'rala. Bloodseeker in human tongue. It was created during the Scourge invasion of Quel'thalas. A foul blade forged in a foul time."
"Where are the potions?" panted the dwarf.
The woman smiled and nodded her head at the set of shelves on the opposite side of the room.
"I wonder how our good mercenary came upon it."
The dwarf thrust aside the glass vials searching for the potion. Several of them fell and crashed to the floor and the woman clicked her tongue. The dwarf ignored her and picked up a bottle with red glowing liquid inside. Popping the top he slipped to the ground downing its contents greedily.
"Truly a foul blade," she repeated with a smile. The dwarf wiped his bloody hand across his lips some of his color returning.
"There was an elf there," he reported his voice still weak.
The woman shrugged, "That would Kantoris. He took control of the Swordsworn when Darus left."
"Weren't those Defias fellows supposed to deal with him?" asked the dwarf getting to his feet.
"They underestimated him," she said smirking, "Just like you."
The dwarf accepted the jibe and got to his feet, ""Now what?"
"We wait. All is going according to the Masters plan. The Swordsworn will gather together and spare us the trouble of hunting them down. As soon as he gives the order we will attack."
"How will we know where they are in the first place?" questioned the dwarf, "These people aren't fool. It is unlikely they will stay together for long. How do we know where they will gather?"
"Because my good dwarf," the woman's smile was all teeth, "The Swordsworn have a traitor in their midst."
A/N: Been so busy with others stuff that haven't had time to update. Should have some more time when things cool down before school starts up. Reviews in the form of critism or apreciation is more then welcome.