Hello I'm Zadia a very curvacous female Dranei. Stranded, alone in a foreign land (the Barrens). My expedition party was malicously attacked late at night by a raiding party of Orcs. I was whisked away by my comander and ordered to flee to make my way to Theramore for safety. I quickly got lost in the wilderness by trying to avoid scouting partys on the goldne road. Now I am trying to elude a pack of Lustful Horny Cenatars as I flee for safty armed only with my wooden priest staff and no armor save for a white torn cosair shirt.((( all welcome to play, both male and Female))) Lets have some hot and erotic fun together
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Marouka, Orc Warrior strolling through Barrens to explore the world. Battle-hardened and retired, he has no need for combat. His exquisite armors speak otherwise. He rides by on his Direwolf as he hears a scream. He investigates...
Centaurs. He never did like them. But what was more important, there was a Drainei girl there. Another life to save. He rushes at the Centaurs attempting to break apart what appears to be a gangbang. The last thing Marouka wanted to let happen was rape. He was honorable. He was known for it in Orgrimmar. He couldn't let that reputation bend so easily.
His wolf jumps onto the pack that was standing by. While in mid air, Marouka charges at the few left ontop of the Draenei. He slew them with one fierce stroke of his mighty axe. Not until after they had all laid in pools of his own blood did he lay his blue eyes on the blue draenei again.
She was... in the most erotic... well, lets just say this. He was rather glad that he had plate armor on to cover his crotch. He reached into his pack and grabbed some leather drab for her so she could change out of her ravished and bloody torn corsair... Such a fine corsair would have been wonderous to undo. Another reason to hate the centaurs. Another reason to kill more...
He came close to her and laid the leather infront of her, as if he was offering a sitting god his life's best work. She was more beautiful up close. It was unheard of to lust over such a being. The beings that his ancestors had heard to have been so against. But this was ... He needed her, and would not allow her to turn his back to change.
"I won't turn my back to you... even if you must undress, Draenei."
Centaurs. He never did like them. But what was more important, there was a Drainei girl there. Another life to save. He rushes at the Centaurs attempting to break apart what appears to be a gangbang. The last thing Marouka wanted to let happen was rape. He was honorable. He was known for it in Orgrimmar. He couldn't let that reputation bend so easily.
His wolf jumps onto the pack that was standing by. While in mid air, Marouka charges at the few left ontop of the Draenei. He slew them with one fierce stroke of his mighty axe. Not until after they had all laid in pools of his own blood did he lay his blue eyes on the blue draenei again.
She was... in the most erotic... well, lets just say this. He was rather glad that he had plate armor on to cover his crotch. He reached into his pack and grabbed some leather drab for her so she could change out of her ravished and bloody torn corsair... Such a fine corsair would have been wonderous to undo. Another reason to hate the centaurs. Another reason to kill more...
He came close to her and laid the leather infront of her, as if he was offering a sitting god his life's best work. She was more beautiful up close. It was unheard of to lust over such a being. The beings that his ancestors had heard to have been so against. But this was ... He needed her, and would not allow her to turn his back to change.
"I won't turn my back to you... even if you must undress, Draenei."
Every thing had happened so quickly, the filthy animals had quickly brought her down to the ground. What she took for as the leader of the pack quickly claimed his prize and drew her up to her hands and knees. She felt the weight of his lower torso on her backshe felt his powerful fron hairy front legs drape over her brusied shoulders and forcefully push her further under his weight til she felt his hind quarters brush against her shapely ass. It was there she felt something very long and hot push aside her tail.
Surely this was the Beasts swollen member. She felt the swollen member take a stab at her woman hood. she clenched her loins in vain as the hot swollen head pierced her tender nether regions. She screamed in agony as member tore into her. It was then she heard a fierce battle cry. The brute that was mounted atop of her, slumped down his full weight on her causing her hands to give way from the sheer weight atop her. She collasped to the ground to find that the sun baked dirt was now moisten with what was surely a pool of blood. she felt something very warm run down her quivering sides. The Brute lay motionless atop her body,with newfound strength, she scurried out from underneath the still warm corpse that had pinned her, only to see steel blue eyes of an Orc with a bloodied axe looking upon her. A dire wolf was finishing off one of her assailants that had tried to flee from the slaughter. Her mind raced, surely she was next to be slain. To her total surprise, what happened next shocked her. the orc pulled from his pack some leather garb and placed it at her feet. Her savior spoke slowly "I won't turn my back to you... even if you must undress, Draenei." She nodded mustering a faint smile. Not that there was much point in trying to hide what was clearly exposed now. She quickly took the offering and garbed herself as quickly as she could all the while felling the eyes of her savior upon her. The leather was a bit large, but it covered her lithe tender frame. She looked at the fierce and powerful large orc whose brilliant war ravaged armor gleamed in the sun light that was beating down upon them. "I thank you for coming to my rescue and the leather you have so graciously given me. I have nothing to repay you for your act of bravery noble warrior. But perhaps when I can reach a settlement I can properly repay you." She blushed slightly as she adjusted her leather tunic As it chaffed her swollen nipples of her large breasts. All the while the Orcs blue eyes pierced through her.
Surely this was the Beasts swollen member. She felt the swollen member take a stab at her woman hood. she clenched her loins in vain as the hot swollen head pierced her tender nether regions. She screamed in agony as member tore into her. It was then she heard a fierce battle cry. The brute that was mounted atop of her, slumped down his full weight on her causing her hands to give way from the sheer weight atop her. She collasped to the ground to find that the sun baked dirt was now moisten with what was surely a pool of blood. she felt something very warm run down her quivering sides. The Brute lay motionless atop her body,with newfound strength, she scurried out from underneath the still warm corpse that had pinned her, only to see steel blue eyes of an Orc with a bloodied axe looking upon her. A dire wolf was finishing off one of her assailants that had tried to flee from the slaughter. Her mind raced, surely she was next to be slain. To her total surprise, what happened next shocked her. the orc pulled from his pack some leather garb and placed it at her feet. Her savior spoke slowly "I won't turn my back to you... even if you must undress, Draenei." She nodded mustering a faint smile. Not that there was much point in trying to hide what was clearly exposed now. She quickly took the offering and garbed herself as quickly as she could all the while felling the eyes of her savior upon her. The leather was a bit large, but it covered her lithe tender frame. She looked at the fierce and powerful large orc whose brilliant war ravaged armor gleamed in the sun light that was beating down upon them. "I thank you for coming to my rescue and the leather you have so graciously given me. I have nothing to repay you for your act of bravery noble warrior. But perhaps when I can reach a settlement I can properly repay you." She blushed slightly as she adjusted her leather tunic As it chaffed her swollen nipples of her large breasts. All the while the Orcs blue eyes pierced through her.
"It is not safe here", Marouka grunted as he grabbed her arm. It was still rough green skin against the smooth blue, and it was soothing. He pulled the startled draenei off of her feet and surveyed his surroundings. There was a mountain nearby, but he knew this was not one to climb. He did not worry to pick up her belongings as he threw her atop his direwolf. As he did, he caught a glimpse of what was under the leather. It wasn't meant for her size, so not only was it extremely revealing, but it would also fall off. He handed her a belt from the pouch on the side. "If you wish to cover up, I would not fret." He turned his face away this time. He was embarrassed. He had seen her slit, and seen her breasts now. He knew her body, and knew she had no weapon to commit any sort of treasonous act with. And if she had let centaurs of that caliber touch her like he had seen, then it would not harm him. "Are you hurt, uh... draenei? Did the centaurs defile you?" She turned her face away and he knew. He had failed to prevent, but at least it did not continue. They would not keep her this night.
"Anything important that you still have? No? Good." Well, okay. He did care a little. He wasn't a brute and that much he wanted to make sure she knew. He climbed on behind her. His steel met soft skin and leather. He knew it would be unpleasant for her, but the sun was setting. Together, they rode to a distant mountain and the wolf made the climb up, with her atop his back. Marouka guided the wolf on foot, trudging through the wind and clearing thorns from the nearby quilboar briars. There was a tent at the top which may have belonged to a tauren at one point, but was now fashioned for an orc.
Marouka brought her down off the wolf, attempting to steer away his gaze. "Your name. What is it?"
"Anything important that you still have? No? Good." Well, okay. He did care a little. He wasn't a brute and that much he wanted to make sure she knew. He climbed on behind her. His steel met soft skin and leather. He knew it would be unpleasant for her, but the sun was setting. Together, they rode to a distant mountain and the wolf made the climb up, with her atop his back. Marouka guided the wolf on foot, trudging through the wind and clearing thorns from the nearby quilboar briars. There was a tent at the top which may have belonged to a tauren at one point, but was now fashioned for an orc.
Marouka brought her down off the wolf, attempting to steer away his gaze. "Your name. What is it?"
Zadia let out a small "yelp" as the orc grabbed her arm, she was still clearly shell-shocked at what had transpired just mere moments ago. Before she knew it she was lifted off her feet into the air, "its not safe here." the orc grunted as he lifted her easily onto the back of the waiting direwolf. Zadia momentarily let her body relax from her rigid frightened state as she was placed upon the wolf....Just long enough for the oversized leather jerikin to slip down past her azure blue shoulders and reveal the tops of her glourious breasts. She tried to quickly readjust the jerikin but she knew she had already revealed too much, Her crystal blue eyes caught the orcs stare. What was this?! she marvelled as she thought she saw the orc's face slightly deepen in color of embarassment as he quickly turned away to fumble into a pouch and produce a worn leather belt. He held out the belt to her and slightly stuttered "If you wish to cover up better, do not fret." Turning his gaze quickly away from her, he focused on the surrounding area taking in the landscape. She had just adjusted the belt to her slender frame when the Orc asked sympathetically "Did the Cenataurs defile you?" Zadia quickly dropped her gaze to her feet. It was a brief instance, but thankfully it was only very brief as the Orc had slain her defilers before the pack could have joined in. She muttered a curse under her breath daming her mentor for sending her out so ill prepared with the group of adventures that were heading to razor fen downs. zshe was clearly not ready for what had transpired. Her mentor had persuaded her that the best way to learn the elements was to experience them first hand in a "dungeon-crawl" as he called it. She became lost in her thoughts as they rode out towards a moutain range. The group she was fixed up with were clearly novices themselves save for the leader, he had seen some action given the tell-tale signs of the wear and damage to his dull grey armor. The group had been successful in the dungeon, obtaining many spoils of treasure. Due to the greed in the ranks of the party, she did not collect much as the rest of them. However it was the grizzled leader of the froup that had set aside the best prize of the treasure for her. He identified the brilliant colored robes as robes of insight she recalled. It was made of the finest silk material and embroidered in gold lace. Clearly cut for a woman's small frame. She recalled the night the group was squabbling at camp on the division of the loot. She sat quietly staring into the campfire going over and over in her mind the training on how to harness the element of fire. It was Futile to try to study with all the bickering and raised voices shouting at one another.Come to think of it it was at that moment during the heated aurguing that probably gave away their location to the orc raiding party that was nearby surely."The girl gets the robes and that is final!" the leader silenced everyone. "Now off to sleep now everyone, we have a long journey back through Horde country tomorrow, and I need you all rested and alert for the trip."
She was startled back to the present as the Orc swung off the wolf and started to lead the animal up a somewhat hidden small path up the large mountain before them. Zadia noted that the large framed orc walked with a certain amount of discomfort as he led the wolf. Was he wounded? she thought to herself but could not see any discerning marks on his armor to indicate a fresh wound. The Orc caught her gaze upon him as he turned his head to lock his gaze with hers. He realized why she was staring at him and cleared his throat with a hasty cough "old war wound that acts up every now and then" he lied trying to conceal the truth. In fact that was why he had dismounted and walked. the nearness of the girl was driving him insane with the sway of her long black hair in the wind He could not make out what the fragrance was, berries? prehaps he mused. and the way her body was pressed against his on the wolf and the fact that he could look over her shoulders and see the azure colored mounds bounce with every long stride the wolf would take. "What is your name?" he finally broke the silence as they neared a clearing atop the moutain wher a small camp was made. "Zadia" she replied softly.
She was startled back to the present as the Orc swung off the wolf and started to lead the animal up a somewhat hidden small path up the large mountain before them. Zadia noted that the large framed orc walked with a certain amount of discomfort as he led the wolf. Was he wounded? she thought to herself but could not see any discerning marks on his armor to indicate a fresh wound. The Orc caught her gaze upon him as he turned his head to lock his gaze with hers. He realized why she was staring at him and cleared his throat with a hasty cough "old war wound that acts up every now and then" he lied trying to conceal the truth. In fact that was why he had dismounted and walked. the nearness of the girl was driving him insane with the sway of her long black hair in the wind He could not make out what the fragrance was, berries? prehaps he mused. and the way her body was pressed against his on the wolf and the fact that he could look over her shoulders and see the azure colored mounds bounce with every long stride the wolf would take. "What is your name?" he finally broke the silence as they neared a clearing atop the moutain wher a small camp was made. "Zadia" she replied softly.
"Zadia. Zadia. Well allow me to take time to apologize for my rude and blunt words and actions of earlier. I was drawn into a... Rage of sorts..." As he was apologizing, Marouka had his own flashbacks. Memories of his guild past. Memories of close friends and foes. He had lead a small army of twenty five skilled men and women of the horde against the forces of the lich king. Faced off against dragons: undead, red, black and blue. He rode into battle against the Alliance in various areas with the same friends. But none stood the test of time... In the end all perished except for his brother. The memories left as quickly as they had unfolded. He had snapped back to the present. He turned around, undoing the clips holding his armor together as he walked to the canvas tent. Again embarrassed and saddened, he did not want Zadia see him in this state. What kind of escort would he be if he could not control his emotions. He paused at the front, peered inside the tent and walked in only to walk back out with one fur cover. Darkness had struck and they needed rest. He was sure she would be exhausted. He in the other hand had too much on his mind. He walked up to Zadia.
" you will sleep inside where it is more cozy. I have Cruise and this fur to keep me warm for the night." Cruise was his Direwolfs name. He had the fur color of a humans golden retriever, but was a full fledged Direwolf fit for riding, biting, playing, and fighting. He brought her to the tent and informed her of what was laying around, " the medicinal herb rub is in the pot to the right, and I have some dried and spiced meats hung to the left. Feel free to use it all as you please. Tomorrow we make slow movement to let you rest." He wanted to stay with her longer...
Marouka walked away with the intent of finishing the removal of his armor. He hung it outside and covered it, but kept his strapped to his torso. Then, after making a fire, sat wit his back to the tent. Where would his mind take him tonight? He thought to himself. He could only hope for something pleasant.
" you will sleep inside where it is more cozy. I have Cruise and this fur to keep me warm for the night." Cruise was his Direwolfs name. He had the fur color of a humans golden retriever, but was a full fledged Direwolf fit for riding, biting, playing, and fighting. He brought her to the tent and informed her of what was laying around, " the medicinal herb rub is in the pot to the right, and I have some dried and spiced meats hung to the left. Feel free to use it all as you please. Tomorrow we make slow movement to let you rest." He wanted to stay with her longer...
Marouka walked away with the intent of finishing the removal of his armor. He hung it outside and covered it, but kept his strapped to his torso. Then, after making a fire, sat wit his back to the tent. Where would his mind take him tonight? He thought to himself. He could only hope for something pleasant.
Ah, there he was. Marouka could hear the fumbling human climb the mountain. He tuned his senses day in and out to defend himself. The human was rather honorable, he could definitely give him that. Did he think this would be a fair fight? Human paladin wearing mostly leather versus a meekly clad veteran orc warrior. Well, maybe in his own eyes did he have a slight advantage. In Marouka's eyes, this was no contest, and he made it apparent.
He raised his head looking into the sky as if trying to find something, then back into the fire. "Who are you to barge into my peaceful camp like this, paladin? She is no prisoner of mine, and had I wished to fight you'd have been thrown back down the mountain the instant you found your way to the top," he retorted without steering away his gaze from the fire.
"Your armor; it's still too loud for stealth. Don't play the rogue. I hate rogues." he remarked with a spit at the even conception of the thought of a rogue nearby.
"Now take a seat at this fire and rest your weary self after that ridiculous climb. Or fight me, though I would recommend the former option... My axe has spilled enough blood for today." And it was true. Marouka was no longer a soldier. Most of his days were spent admiring and exploring all of Azeroth. Spilling blood was not something he enjoyed any longer. This human was still too green to be commanding something of a veteran.
He raised his head looking into the sky as if trying to find something, then back into the fire. "Who are you to barge into my peaceful camp like this, paladin? She is no prisoner of mine, and had I wished to fight you'd have been thrown back down the mountain the instant you found your way to the top," he retorted without steering away his gaze from the fire.
"Your armor; it's still too loud for stealth. Don't play the rogue. I hate rogues." he remarked with a spit at the even conception of the thought of a rogue nearby.
"Now take a seat at this fire and rest your weary self after that ridiculous climb. Or fight me, though I would recommend the former option... My axe has spilled enough blood for today." And it was true. Marouka was no longer a soldier. Most of his days were spent admiring and exploring all of Azeroth. Spilling blood was not something he enjoyed any longer. This human was still too green to be commanding something of a veteran.
Zadia Had just settled into the tent . Alone she felt she could finally drop her guard finally for the first time. She slowly stripped off the oversized leather "Ooooohhhh, How it chaffed her smooth sensitive skin" she thought to herself quietly. She spotted a large clay bowl and a large cask of water among the other items in the tent. "Finally!" she thought pouring some water into the clay basin. Zadia also found some rags to use as wash cloths and proceeded to was away the now dried centaur blood and dirt that was all over her tender frame. She finished up by dipping her long black hair into the bowl to clense away the signs of her recent ordeal. It would have been nice to have had some soap she mused. But that was not a luxury in an \orc camp. Still completely naked she felt the night air turn cold as the wind slightly picked up and blew in under the tents flaps. The chill in the air felt good on her now moist naked skin, she made her way to a pile of soft furs and layed upon them. She began to rest and meditate to regain her sorely depleted mana for the first time in days. About a half an hour into the ritual she was startled out of her thoughts by raised voices from outside the tent. Fearful at first she relaxed somewhat upon hearing the now all to familiar voice of her protector.Zadia picked up a fur blanket and wrapped it around her lithe frame to conceal her nudity. It would take far to long to slip on the rough leather. Quietly she creep to the entrance of the ten and steathily peeked out to see her savior sitting with his back to the tent looking down intently into the fire embers. across from him was a human maleclutching the hilt of his sheathed sword. The man demanded that the orc releash his prisoner. Zadia quickly surmissed that she was mistaken as the orc's prisoner. The Orc tried to parlay a peaceful resolve to the tense situation by inviting the stranger to join him by the warm fire.Zadia decided to try to defuse the situation by taking a slow cautious step out of the tent folds still clutching the fur blanket that was wrapped tightly around her body. She spoke in a non threatening tone of voice directed at the human. "I am not a prisoner of this Noble Orc..." Her eyes gazing down tenderly at the sitting Orc." If it was not for him, I would surely be dead or worse..." she let her voice drop thinking momentairly back to the savage attack upon her just mere hours ago. She collected herself and continued "Please, I've seen enough blood shed in these past few hours to last me a lifetime. Won't you please join us in our peaceful camp?" Zadia motioned with a free hand to an empty spot near the fire with a friendly smile.
Zadia stood there for a brief moment thinking to herself "the human does not seemed convinced that I am not a prisoner here since he is still keeping his guard up." Then an Idea crept across her mind. It would serve dual purpose sh she concluded Smiling inwardly. Zadi moved swiftly to stand in front of the Orc starring intently on the fire with a scowl on his face. She gently took the orc's head cupping his chin in both of her palms and lifted his head so that his startled gaze met her crystal blue eyes. Leaning in forward she gently placed her lips to the startled orc's forehead and gave him a soft enticing kiss. Due to leaning inward, her large breasts shifted slightly almost causing a "wardrobe malfunction". but she quickly withdrew one hand back to grasp the slowly unraviling of the fur blanket. Zadia held the orc's chin with her other free hand still and spoke softly to the orc, but loud enough for the human to hear" I never did properly Thank You for your bravery and your protection she slowly let her hand slide away from the orc's chin one finger at a time til only her index finger was lightly placed on his chin Pulling her finger back slowly she withdrew from the camp fire to head back inside the tent knowing full well both male's eyes were locked on her shapely behind. "I must finish my meditation and get some rest, so you boys play nice."she chidded "sweet dreams, see you both in the morning."Zadia wished to them bot then let the tent flap close behind her as she made her way back to the lush pile of fur to bed down for the long night.
"Human bread..." he started as he sniffed the half loaf thrown at him. "It's sweet and fattening. Wonderful. Much thanks, human. Apologies... Kasindor. You warmed up quickly. Zadia seems to have that effect on people I suppose. I'm seeing her to Theramore. Well, as far as I can take her without seeing the sky reddened with fire-lit arrows. Care to join the escort?" He explained and asked.
He knew that he needed one. An explanation that is. Kasindor was wise to warm up quickly though. Fighting would have caused such a drop in morale between all three, if not death and that was something he could not afford. He would not allow himself to lose anything anymore.
"I am Marouka, the tribeless. I was once a revered soldier of the Praetorian Guard, and leader of a few other smaller well knit guilds. But now, I retire to exploration and sight seeing. Finer pleasures I suppose." He didn't want to get too much into his past, so he figured and hoped this would be enough to sate the humans curiosity.
He knew that he needed one. An explanation that is. Kasindor was wise to warm up quickly though. Fighting would have caused such a drop in morale between all three, if not death and that was something he could not afford. He would not allow himself to lose anything anymore.
"I am Marouka, the tribeless. I was once a revered soldier of the Praetorian Guard, and leader of a few other smaller well knit guilds. But now, I retire to exploration and sight seeing. Finer pleasures I suppose." He didn't want to get too much into his past, so he figured and hoped this would be enough to sate the humans curiosity.
"War treaty? This is a rescue escort. I need nothing from anyone. No thanks. No debts. Just for Zadia to be alive. My plan is to take her through Dustwallow. Or if I've given even the possibility of..." And Marouka stopped. He wanted to keep going. He wanted to take Zadia with him on his adventures. He didn't know why exactly, but she had an alluring aura.
"I'd like to have some company on my travels. I'll speak to her on the subject in the morning. She would be safe with me." Did he really tell this to Kasindor? To a human? To a member of the Alliance? "Rest assured, she will not be held captive. In fact, you could come along. I'm not out for the hunt, for the kill, or the glory. I do however wish to see the beauty that is Azeroth. I've spent time in Draenor, or what you'd call the outlands. I've frozen my hair off in the wastes of Northrene and Icecrown. But now... There are still more places closer to home!" He looked up at the stars again and raised his arms attempting to grasp for the stars. This lust for exploration... And more importantly, the lust for Zadia... It was too great. "Maybe next, ill canoe through the flooded Thousand Needles?" He pondered.
"Maybe Theramore can wait, but the decision lays in Zadia's hands..."
"I'd like to have some company on my travels. I'll speak to her on the subject in the morning. She would be safe with me." Did he really tell this to Kasindor? To a human? To a member of the Alliance? "Rest assured, she will not be held captive. In fact, you could come along. I'm not out for the hunt, for the kill, or the glory. I do however wish to see the beauty that is Azeroth. I've spent time in Draenor, or what you'd call the outlands. I've frozen my hair off in the wastes of Northrene and Icecrown. But now... There are still more places closer to home!" He looked up at the stars again and raised his arms attempting to grasp for the stars. This lust for exploration... And more importantly, the lust for Zadia... It was too great. "Maybe next, ill canoe through the flooded Thousand Needles?" He pondered.
"Maybe Theramore can wait, but the decision lays in Zadia's hands..."
Hours passed, small beams of light crept through the tent heralding the arrival of dawn. Zadia awoke from a somewhat peaceful slumber. Her dreams were plagued with memories of the past few days. But even those nightmares subsided quickly due to her exhausted state. Zadia silently crept to the tent flap wrapped in her blanket, the morning air had a somewhat chill to it. She cautiously peered out to see that her stalwart protectors were still sitting around the remaing embers of the dying campfire. The human, whose name escaped her at the moment due to not having been introduced properly was leaning against his drawn blade for support. Marouka toowas leaning against the sleeping dire wolf for his support. Zadia chuckled silently to her self. She knew that both warriors were still somewhat alert in their slumber due to many years of training an skirmishes. Zadia stood there lost in her train of thought. Zadia reflected on what her next course of action should be. Her mentor back in Theramore, thought it would be for the best if she got first hand knowledge of an adventurers life by setting her to go along on a dungeon expedition which had ended disatorously. Zadia now felt deep down the best source of growth of experience for her was to move onwards where the wind would take her. She had no real ties back in Theramore, other than retrieving her faithful mount that was stabled in Theramore. She had come to trust in the protection of the her Orc companion. She knew the journey would be dangerous for Marouka due to his heritage going into an aliance controlled area. They would have to plan a safe path that would benifit to their safety on the journey that was laid before them. Perhaps the Human would also accompany them. She snapped back to the present from her thinking. It would be something to discuss over the morning meal. Zadia went back into the tent and quickly dressed in the loose fitting leather."Something would have to be done soon to adress this oversized leather armor that chaffed her sensetive skin so badly." she thought to herself. Zadia rummaged around the tent grabbing the pot of dried meat to bring out for breakfast for her and her compaions.
She made no attempt to be silent this time as to not startel them out of their sleep."good morning" she greeted her companions with a warm smile.
She made no attempt to be silent this time as to not startel them out of their sleep."good morning" she greeted her companions with a warm smile.
"It is a pleasure to meet you Kasindor of Lordaeron." Zadia spoke warmly as she curtsied. "I am Zadia,and you are welcome in our camp and to share a meager repast with us." She spoke motioning to the container of dried meats. "From where does your journey take you now?I've never been to Lordaeron, but I know it is a great distance from our current location, why have you journeyed so far? From your bearing I would speculate that you are or were once a holy knight." She starred into his eyes and caught the brief glimpse of a tortured soul behind his eyes before he tore away from her gaze.I would love to hear about your travels to this land. It is none of my business, but I sense that the light you once wielded has been altered in your aura. It would seem something very tramatic has shaken your faith in the light. May I give you the Naruu's blessing? It might help to somewhat quell the rage in your spirit."Zadia held out her fingers upward revealing her smoth calous free palm towards Kasindor, awaiting his permission.
Zadia could sense his almost fearful reluctance to recieve the blessing. She felt the light tremble of hs warm hands in her palm. Zadia kept her crystal clear blue eyes locked on the former champion of lights eyes, waivering as she spoke gently to him. "The light is always forgiving of it's dedicated. You have nothing to fear from it from losing your way along the path. We are all beset with crossroads on our sojourn through life's grand adventure."she smiled warmly at him reflecting on her own crossroads she was at now. "The light has never truly left you my friend, Perhaps it was it's will that lead you here to this mountain top to re affirm your belief.May the Ancients grant you the clarity to see this for yourself as I have seen in you."Zadia recited the powerful words that were drilled into her mind at an early age. It was the birth right of all dranei to bestow Naaru's blessing on all that were worthy to recieve it. she had no doubt this man was not worthy at all. Finishing the blessing, Zadia felt the familiar surge of power flow through her hands and into the warriors.For each being, the outcome was different. The blessing was often used to help the sick or injured.
Though Kasindor had no visable injuries It was very apparent to her that he was suffering a spiritual malady. she truly wished he would find the guidance he saught. minutes passed as the blessing was finished, but Zadia still held the Human's hands in her own as she knelt in front of him, her eyes still locked with his. As if searching to see if there was any change with in him.
Though Kasindor had no visable injuries It was very apparent to her that he was suffering a spiritual malady. she truly wished he would find the guidance he saught. minutes passed as the blessing was finished, but Zadia still held the Human's hands in her own as she knelt in front of him, her eyes still locked with his. As if searching to see if there was any change with in him.
Marouka had been awake for some time now, but didn't want to reveal it. The sun was up, but he was not. Like a young school boy, not wanting to go to school, he laid down still. Of course, Cruise knew this and did not rise at the scent of dried meat. He heard stirring. Zadia was awake and eating?
He stirred a bit and opened his eyes and witnessed Zadia give Kasindor a blessing. He'd heard of a Naaru blessing, but never experienced one. 'Deserving' he thought? He was not deserving and that he was sure of. He was never a religious one. 'Cults and Zealots' he thought again. That was his opinion of the religious. Following a greater power? He'd seen that twist masses. To the Illidari of the Black Temple to the Scarlet Monastery and what he encountered in Northrend and Silverpine Forest. Massacres in the name of a higher power? Delusions.
"Zadia..." he muttered as he sat up letting loose Cruise to begin his morning breakfast hunt. "I have something to ask of you... and it may be a complete surprise..." He was shy, and couldn't stare at anything besides the mere embers left of their old campfires. The rest of the night was enough time to deliberate. "Travel with me. Abandon those who left you for rape and death. Travel with me, and explore the world. Let me show you things you've only read in tomes and books. Come with me, and keep me company, and you shall remain safe"
He gave her this offer for her sake and his own, and he could only hope that this Draenei he was so infatuated with would accept.
He stirred a bit and opened his eyes and witnessed Zadia give Kasindor a blessing. He'd heard of a Naaru blessing, but never experienced one. 'Deserving' he thought? He was not deserving and that he was sure of. He was never a religious one. 'Cults and Zealots' he thought again. That was his opinion of the religious. Following a greater power? He'd seen that twist masses. To the Illidari of the Black Temple to the Scarlet Monastery and what he encountered in Northrend and Silverpine Forest. Massacres in the name of a higher power? Delusions.
"Zadia..." he muttered as he sat up letting loose Cruise to begin his morning breakfast hunt. "I have something to ask of you... and it may be a complete surprise..." He was shy, and couldn't stare at anything besides the mere embers left of their old campfires. The rest of the night was enough time to deliberate. "Travel with me. Abandon those who left you for rape and death. Travel with me, and explore the world. Let me show you things you've only read in tomes and books. Come with me, and keep me company, and you shall remain safe"
He gave her this offer for her sake and his own, and he could only hope that this Draenei he was so infatuated with would accept.
Zadia smiled polietly at Kasindor for offering his hand to help her to her feet. You make a very valid point she replied to the suggestion of head towards ratchet. She was momentarily caught off guard by Maroukas sudden rise from slumber, even more so to what he was asking of her. She thought briefly why the Orc wanted her company on his travels. "Maybe it was more than conversation he wanted from her?Or maybe it was his intention for her to share his bedroll with him." She turned slightly to face the Orc as he was releasing his mount to go hunt. she caught the look in his eyes It was the unmistakeable look of longing when he looked at her. "He was quite handsome for an Orc. and had proven he was very honorable and trustworthy. Very fierce in battle, and yet very gentle in more ways than one. She came to a conclusion and spoke. " Marouka, It is a very genourous offer that you have presented me with. I however think we should take Kasindor's suggestion and head to ratchet to secure passage on a boat, so that I can retrieve what possesions I've left behind in Theramore." She quickly caught hold of the oversized leather tunic slowly slipping down her smooth shoulder. She let out an exasperated sigh as she readjusted the fit ." and no offense to your gracious gift, but I would like to retrieve some of my own clothes. It would be my honor to travel with you on your exploration of the world, so I could further train and learn from your travels." she smiled warmly.
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