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One night in Orgrimmar and beyond

Started by Lanii, March 28, 2008, 11:41:56 PM

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Lanii

It was cloudy night in Orgrimmar, normal people had left the streets, only lone wanderers roamed the streets, without destination.
One of these wanderers was Lanii, but she had a goal.. She tought that this city was too silent for her.
   She walked in the Drag when she noticed a gang that kept in a variety of races.. Orcs, goblins, blood elves etc.
Lanii counted the size of the group and it was 5.
She silently walked near the cleft above them so she could decide what to do.
   Lanii tried to look for their leader.
Small goblin man.. No.. Too.. Small.. Hmm.. Chubby orc man. No.. Too chubby. Two blood elves, male and female.. Well.. They are intelligent but no.. It must be that big tauren male that has many golden things on him.
   Lanii lowered her hands and was going to grab her daggers but then she looked at the weaponry of those gang members.. Blubs.. Small stilettos.. Fist weapons.. Nothing fancy.
She laughed at them silently and took her hands of her daggers. But.. She wasn't going to fight unarmed. She took a chain that she.. "Bought" from some blacksmith and wrapped her right frist with it.
   Lanii made a grin and jumped in the gang below her.
First he took care of the blood elf female. Hard hit with her right hand was enough to send her to kookoo land.
But now the other 4 were ready and they all tried to club, stab and punch Lanii, she avoided them all and.. Well.. It is hard to clearly state how the fight were going because it was a random heap of humanoids.
   When 2 Orgrimmar guards saw the fight and hurried to help, the fight was calming down.
Lanii and the others were bloodied all over. Only Lanii, the tauren and the goblin were standing.
Guards called one more guard to help them. One of them stayed with the unconcious and the other two told the group of standing fighters to follow them.
   When they had walked some time, Laniis blood started to burn as her killer skills warmed up.
She quickly turned and bit the guard that was guiding her. The guard yelled and looked at her left hand. There was a big mark and much of blood was flowing out.
   Lanio's eyes shined as she tasted the blood.
She turned up, headbutted the other guard and then punched him to the face with her brass knuckles.
The gang members were already running away
   So there Lanii standed. In the middle of the street with two wounded Orgrimmar Guards on her feet. She knew that she had to leave, and fast.
   So she ran to the stable master, took her wolf, wounted up and started to ride.

When she was far from the city. She dismounted and walked to a pond near her. Washed her hands and drank.
Then she looked at the water where she saw herself. She was glad that she were not wearing her tribe colors by then. The tribe that was becoming only a glaze in the distance.. Tribe that she has been isolated from there.. She only had met her tribe members in the street, only thing that connects them to her, were the colors.
   Lanii sighed.. It was partly her fault.
But why can't there be no one that could share her toughts about the world she pondered.
   Why everyone were so full of themself. They cannot see the larger picture. They are licking their masters.. But maybe thats the only way to get him/herself known in ages like this.. People that are alone cannot change anything.. People with no one that shares the same toughts. At start when Lanii joined the tribe, she felt like she had gotten herself home. But now.. When many moons have passed. She founds herself alone.
   Lanii waked up from her toughts when her wolf kicks her back as a mark that they should go.
So she rose up, kicked the pile of sand below her and snarled: Me do need 'em.. Grr.. If the only way is to lick.. That is not going to be my pick.." She laughed a bit when she noticed that it rhymed.
Then she turned and climbed up to her wolfs back. "At least me gots ye" She said to her companion, scratched its neck and rode away.

((So. This was something I made up when I was bored. It pretty much tells you why I haven't been playing with her for a while ICly. But dont burn yer trousers from this one. I personaly think that these stories richen the RP. As others know more about the person in the story.
And Lanii answers to all mails and whispers if someone find theyr toughts are the same ;) G'Night))

Claws

True Blood
Once a Blade Always a Blade.

Retired Right hand of the Blades.
Lived enough to be older and wiser then many pup's

Remember a journey is not a final destination.

Kozgugore

(( Looking pretty good! Tasty stuff. Just make sure yours truly won't find out. ;> ))
Kozgugore Feraleye - Chieftain of the Red Blade