LatinLady
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(OOC: Closed for Ebdog01 and myself. The world is based on the World of Warcraft game, it's Ebdog's first venture into the realm of Literotica. Read along and enjoy!)
It was a hot day in the barrens, the sun was beaming down over the savanah and it seemed like nothing dared to brave the heat. Even the Savanah Cats were keeping to the shade of their trees. A lone Orc female warlock rode her felsteed at breakneck speed towards the town of Ratchet. She wore crimson robes, and a white hooded cape. Slung over her shoulder was a stave with one end curved into a circle. In the center of that circle floats a magical red ruby. On her belt is slung a jewel encrusted daggar. Her green skin glistened with sweat as she pulled into the neutral town on the shores of a great ocean. Here, Orc, Elf, Human, Troll, Gnome, Tauren, and Undead were welcome. It was one of the few places one could see an Elf and a Troll standing in the same building without killing each other. There was an unspoken rule about this place. Any fighting should be taken outside the town limits. The goblins that managed the place wouldn't tolerate hostility. Her name is Meaku, she is known in these parts as a ruthless slayer of the Aliance. Tales of her battles in the Grubashi Arena have spread far and wide. As she dismounts her horse and dispells it and begins to walk towards the docks, people give her wide berth.
She walked to the docks, hoping he wasn't already there and waiting for her.
It was a hot day in the barrens, the sun was beaming down over the savanah and it seemed like nothing dared to brave the heat. Even the Savanah Cats were keeping to the shade of their trees. A lone Orc female warlock rode her felsteed at breakneck speed towards the town of Ratchet. She wore crimson robes, and a white hooded cape. Slung over her shoulder was a stave with one end curved into a circle. In the center of that circle floats a magical red ruby. On her belt is slung a jewel encrusted daggar. Her green skin glistened with sweat as she pulled into the neutral town on the shores of a great ocean. Here, Orc, Elf, Human, Troll, Gnome, Tauren, and Undead were welcome. It was one of the few places one could see an Elf and a Troll standing in the same building without killing each other. There was an unspoken rule about this place. Any fighting should be taken outside the town limits. The goblins that managed the place wouldn't tolerate hostility. Her name is Meaku, she is known in these parts as a ruthless slayer of the Aliance. Tales of her battles in the Grubashi Arena have spread far and wide. As she dismounts her horse and dispells it and begins to walk towards the docks, people give her wide berth.
She walked to the docks, hoping he wasn't already there and waiting for her.