Smoke stung his eyes as he stood in the center of the smoldering camp. Somewhere among the rubble was his priestess, he could see her delicate form in his mind... as clear as though he could see her, not just the dream... it was almost more real than the acrid smoke tickling his nose... almost. The need to find her was so strong he did not pay attention to the stinging in his feet as he stood on the charred earth, he just stood there and listened. Never had he wanted to hear a sound... any sound more than he did in this moment. Fleeting thoughts came and went of soft spoken words in a strange tongue and beautiful purple hued eyes, she ad to be here!

Raj heard a very weak noise almost like a moan, tilted his head slightly to see if it was a trick of the wind and snapping embers. It was not, he heard the the noise again. Crouching low he looked inside the tent closest to him. It had not fully collapsed and was still burning, the noise was coming from that tent. Through the dying flames he could see the body of a woman her hand moved and he heard the moan louder this time. Raj ripped the remains of the burning cloth out of the way, hoping it was not too late. Why this meant so much to him he could not know and at this moment decided not to explore the thoughts. Understanding why he wanted... no, needed her could be sorted through later, all that mattered in this moment is her. As gently as possible he lifted her and headed toward the woods, she needed out of the destruction and he wanted to be far away.

Raj carried her to his raptor, the cool moss covered ground next to the stream where Cho waited would be a good place to rest. A light rain began to fall cleansing the clearing in the forest of fire and death. Even trees seemed to offer their comfort as a slight breeze blew the smoke away and the canopy of leaves shielded them from the weather. The same breeze picked up a feathery lock of hair sending it across her cheek and into Raj's face. He had to lay her down, had to distance himself a moment. The feelings stirring within were a new, they made him feel unsure. Was it because she had saved him that he felt such a need to save her or was it the kiss they share before they parted. The simple kiss of goodbye, a kiss meant to be the last thing he ever did to her at the last moment he would ever see her. Who was he kidding somewhere deep inside himself he had known they would meet again. There were just too many thoughts running through his head, it was hard to focus on the simple task at hand, fetching water and a cloth to clean her face.

With his pack in hand Raj walked back to Liana, tiny drops of rain beaded up on her eyelashes and rolled slowly down her cheeks. It looked as though she were crying, he would not be surprised if she did once awake. What had happened to the camp and who had burned it and everyone within? What had his Priestess seen? Liana's eyes fluttered open, a frantic look upon her face. "Shhh little elf." Raj spoke as he removed a few things from his pack. She immediately became calm her face smoothed out and a small smile turned the corner of her mouth. She tried to speak but her parched throat would not allow words to form, tried to sit but was unable to move easily. He slipped his arm under her shoulders and lifted her slightly, with his free hand he put the skein to her lips. After several small sips of water he laid her back on the mossy forest floor. It was time to leave, surely the smoke would attract others, possibly even her people. Sighing heavily Raj contemplated where to go, home would be the best and worst choice. His sister could help to heal her but a night elf of any kind was not welcome in his home.

"I knew you would come for me..." her words were almost lost in the forest. They were heard even if not acknowledged.

Still unsure of what to do he picked up Liana and mounted with ease, settling her against his chest. Cho jerked under the weight of both master and his burden yet started his journey, it would be a long ride back to Orgrimmar.

Day was quickly turning to night with still no clear picture of what to do. The thought of taking an extra day and leaving her at the Alliance outpost just inside Ashenvale forest, the thought of her being cared for by another made him sick. He wrote it off to safety, what if she were in trouble with her people or put back in harms way, but the possessiveness was not a safety issue, he just wanted her near. There was also not anyone who he trusted to keep an eye on her or keep her safe outside the city, nobody he could leave her with till he brought his sister in to care for the elf. None of his friends would want Alliance filth in their home, he should not want her either but the truth was becoming more plain as she rode cradled in his arms all day. He wanted the Elf.

The outline of the city loomed in the distance, it was past time to come up with a plan to sneak her in, the best bet wold be the busy front entrance. This time of day merchants were entering the city seeking shelter for the night, workers were returning for the evening, so much confusion hopefully he could slip her past. He rode on deep in thought, paying no attention to his surroundings or that he had wandered off the path until a craggy voice broke his thoughts.

" Watch where ya walkin friend"

Cho snorted at the little green skin but stopped with a slight tug on the bit from Raj. Startled still by someone talking to him Raj realized he was in a small ravine just outside Razor Hill. Had the goblin not spoken up Rajit'Kal could easily have walked right into town or seen an acquaintance on the road. He needed to stop losing his mind around the elf and pull his head back into the real world. "Sorry to have trampled into your camp."

"Eh" the green skin raised an eyebrow at Raj "Pretty little bundle you have there,"

Raj shifted on Cho's back, cradled the elf in one arm, using the other he griped the goblin by his shirtfront and lifted him to eye level. "You have seen nothing here"

"Relax friend" the goblin chocked on the words "Girrix, means ya no harm."

Rajit'Kal returned the little green skin to the ground none too gently, dismounting behind him. How was he to deal with this new problem. The elf had been nothing but a plague since he first laid eyes on her, yet he still felt compelled to protect her with his very life. Her frail body pressed against his tormenting him with it closeness yet chilling him with the thoughts of being caught with her... losing her. This little goblin was not a problem, he could be dealt with easily, if one of the city guards or one of Raj's enemies found him with her, losing her was definite possibility. Raj took in his surroundings now, the ravine had high walls, a small fire burned low near a pile of blankets and gear and in the distance he heard the river. Skirting around the pile of goblin on the ground Raj laid the elf on the blankets and turned back to take care of the current problem, silently he drew his daggers, waiting for the goblin to make the first move.

After a few tense moments the goblin finally spoke "I am Girrix Beezot, friend, who might you be?"

Raj growled low in his throat but made no other move to acknowledge the goblin.

"I mean ya no harm, nor the little bundle you have there..."

Mentioning the elf snapped Raj into action, in 2 quick motions the goblin found himself tucked under Raj's chin with a dagger to his throat. "I said once before, you have seen nothing here, now I am not warning you I am informing you of why you will now die."

A strange squeaking sound came from the goblin but he remained still, one wrong move would would find him without a head. Raj squeezed the goblin harder to stop the annoying noises it kept making.

"Don't kill him" a tiny voice broke the tension, Raj almost did not believe it was real. The tiny voice was very real and belonged to a small light skinned orc? no the child had distinctive features of an orc but there was something else... no tusks, was she.. could she be... half human? Raj dropped the goblin again, sheathed his daggers and crouched low on his haunches bringing him level with the girl. She held her head high and addressed him again "Girrix is my friend and you will not bully him" With that said she turned to help Girrix to his feet, Raj almost chuckled as he realized the goblin and child were the same height.

Bemused by the situation Rait'Kal once again left his guard down and was taken by surprise when the meaty arm of an orc reached around his neck and hauled him to his feet."You will die tonight Troll" a voice hissed next to his ear.

With cat like reflexes Raj slammed an elbow into the orc's stomach, whirling around as he doubled over in pain.

"Stop hurting Uncle Torq you big bully!" the little girl stormed in front of Raj and kicked him square in the shin. It was Raj's turn to double over in pain, that tiny foot must have been made of metal for him to hurt this bad. The child's words sunk in finally, Torq, if it was the very same orc guard Torq this was a good friend of his, why was he here with a goblin and a halfbreed child? No matter the reasons he would find out later he had to make sue this was his friend.

A cut of his eyes and sure enough the orc, starting to right himself, was Torq "Torq, its me Raj." They exchanged a look, for a brief second the tension was still there. Then both men laughed slapping each other on the back. "What are you doing out here man?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Torq replied.

Raj sobered, his mind turned to the Elf and the reality of why he was there. Explaining to his friend Torq why he had a night elf priestess in his care and unconscious would not be easy. Could he trust the orc not to tell others? his mind reeling back to the predicaments and scenarios that ruled it all day. The girl was laying vulnerable not 5 feet from him but he could not kill Torq and the goblin and what of the child... The CHILD. Raj looked back to Torq, they eyed each other warily.

"Mamma?" the child was now standing next to an orc female, tugging on her sleeve. Torq had a sister, Kimba, could the child be hers, this halfbreed put a finger to her lips and the child silenced.

"Torq, who does the child belong to?" Raj inquired

The orc shifted nervously. "Did He send you?"

"I can tell the child is Kimba's now just tell me who the father is."

"Let me send them away now before... before... Girrix can take them home, they do not need to see this." the orc pleaded

"Who?" The demand was made in a very calm but very forceful ton, one that brooked no argument. Raj had to hear Torq say the child was half human before he could tell his friend about the elf.

"Her father is a human, now please let me send them away, they can go back to him and never return."torq dropped to his knees. " Ill take the punishment for what has been done."

Raj looked at his friend bent before, Kimba stood just behind him holding the little girl with Girrix at her side. The father was human and they live with him, maybe they could help him. "Torq get up man and relax. Nobody sent me to find you, I am sorry for putting you through that but I had to know I could trust you." Raj looked back at the pile of blankets at the curled up body of the unconscious elf. "I need help and I had nowhere to turn other than my sister till I stumbled upon you."