A Tale of Three Druids
Chapter 5: Dealing with the Troll
Fliflax trudged back into the Crossroads, Resdlen slung over his shoulder, unconscious. Yeow sighed.
"What are we going to do with him?" She groaned.
Fliflax grinned savagely. "The first thing we're going to do is tie him to a chair and interrogate him to find out what he was doing when we found him. Then, we will all go and conquer a dungeon. Preferably Deadmines. I've always loved that place."
Yeow nodded. "Sounds like a plan." She agreed, and then offered "I'll fetch some rope."
Fliflax tenderly laid Resdlen on the chair. Yeow tossed some rope in from the other room, which Fliflax caught and began wrapping around the hallucinogenic druid.
Suddenly, the Darkspear's eyes snapped open and he bellowed "Ya about ta be Darkspeared!" A two-toed foot flew up and smashed into Fliflax's chin, sending him reeling. His lanky, well-muscled leg bent at an awkward angle and pulled his knife from its sheath. A few lightning-fast motions, and the druid was standing, his glitzy staff held in a battle stance. The butt of the expensive-looking cane flicked out and shattered a window pane, which Resdlen vaulted through.
Fliflax sat, stunned. He was much more powerful than the troll, but every time he tried to best him, the troll slipped through his fingers like oil through a sieve.
Yeow peered around the corner, taking in the smashed window and lack of a mad troll. She shook her head, and ducked under the low slung door. Fliflax made no move to get up, so Yeow stepped into the brilliant sunshine and searched for the escapee.
She grimaced. Fliflax was not going to like this. "I think he's prowling!" she called into the hut, preparing for the response.
"WHAT?" Fliflax burst through the door, flinging it a few yards. Suddenly, a heavy weight landed on his shoulders and sprang onto the roof.
"Resdlen out!" the troll cried, raising his arms to the heavens.
Yeow felt the familiar energy flow from her core. She drew upon her mana well, letting the powerful arcane energy flow to her fingertips. It warmed her, and then she released it, a nimbus of pulsing power crashing into the grinning troll. He collapsed, pain racing through every square inch of him.
But somehow, he managed to draw upon his warm, throbbing core, and let the energies race through himself, repairing every ill that he was suffering from, just before the blast reached his ManaStone, extinguishing its powers.
He leapt from the thatch roof swinging his staff in a massive arc, clipping Yeow in the temple. She hardly noticed, however, and seized him by the tunic.
"You are going to stop resisting, right now, or I will show you hell." She snarled, their faces inches apart.
The troll simply sneered contemptuously, and spat "I am a failed initiate of the Death Knights. I can tell you from experience; Hell is for children."
The Tauren released him gingerly, almost reverently. Some of the finest warriors she knew had been corrupted into Death Knights. It was unheard of for anyone to escape, much less a mere level twenty.
"How?" she asked, her voice little more than a whisper.
"Oh, a key fell out of a death knight's pocket and I opened ma shackles, dove off a cliff, rick-rolled some Alliance moss, and rode a gryphon back 'ere, mon. Then I heard a real good shufflin' beat and started doing da Voodoo shuffle." He replied, his tone light and cheerful.
"How about we go conquer a dungeon?" Fliflax suggested, praying that he would get to smash the Deadmines one more time.
Yeow shot him a glance, but nodded. "Deadmines sounds good."
She turned to Resdlen. "You'll stay here. There will be a portal for you when we get there."
She addressed Fliflax. "You know where Deadmines can be found without a Dungeon Gem, right?" she verified.
Fliflax nodded, and then wordlessly began summoning his trusty Wind Rider, MorningRay. She was the finest Wind Rider he had ever seen.
Yeow followed suit, bringing her respective steed, SharpFang, to her side. They mounted and flew off into the distance.
Resdlen stared after them, and then his thoughts drifted to the current times. Darkmoon Faire was in town, but he had a restraining order on the bartender.
He could go to the Lunar Festival. They welcomed druids of any ilk.
Then there was Love is in the Air. A dreamy smile drifted across his face. He was known to be very active during this time of year. The trolls around Sen'jin village knew him well. He resolved to stop by Orgrimmar before the season passed. There was no lack of pretty girls to talk to there.
A resounding Bang! shocked him out of his stupor. A brilliant green portal rimmed with dark violet had rippled into existence in front of him. Even as he watched, it shimmered and pulsed. Resdlen sucked in a deep breath and stepped through. Portals always made him seasick.
I'm sorry that it's short, a large chapter, maybe 1500 words, is approaching. Yay for Resdlen being a flirt! Yay for monkeys! Jack the Monkey will come in soon. Well, that's Resdlen out!