Reborn

[Mozrogg]

The depths below beckoned as the orc descended deep into the bowels of the earth. The hungering flames of Dahak'ra's torch were engulfed by the deep of the spirit mountain and the only sound was the soft pant of her worg companion and the wheezing green skin atop it. Finally the tunnels opened up into a chamber, a chamber that reeked of death but also bore new life as the smallest of shrubbery strived to poke its way through out from under the ancient soil. The orc smiled, for this was good news.

She nodded to her worg as the beast set the large brute down within the middle of the chamber, a ritual circle of stone and rune. The green skin grumbled but did not stir.

She took a deep breath, in and out, as the oxygen escaped her lips a violent gust of wind howled throughout the cavern. The earth resonated beneath her feet and her once extinguished torch erupted into new life and finally the elements of the outside had begun to batter their way within, the roof of the cavern opened up, the once small hole had grown larger and larger as rain began to cascade down, the she-orc merely smiled.

She closed her eyes...

"Spirits of the fallen and long forgotten hear my plea. Forces of nature, I cry out to you." She out with ferocity, great power and determination was evident as she continued without respite, the wind and rain were tearing at her body, battered but resolute. She snarled.

"Spirits of the wild! Let this oncee great wolf be cleansed, expel this evil that lurks within." She was howling by now, in tune with the wind, she continued her chanting before producing a sickly looking stone from one of her pouch.

"Expel! Let the wolfs' song fill his heart once more, allow him to be reborn upon the altar of the storms!" She bellowed her final chorus and as her last words echoed throughout the room a blinding flash and a crack of lightning penetrated the cavern. Striking the unconscious body within almost in sync with the ritual.

A deathly shadow was released, forcing it's way out of the orcs mouth, writhing and screeching and its only destination was the soulstone that Dahak'ra held in her weakening hand.

"I-it really worked!?" She seemed astonished as she panted, and almost crumbled to the floor herself. "O-only, whats with your hair? And your eye for that matter?" She blinked, clambering to her feet as she gave the orc the once over, the once raven black hair that covered the green skins' head had been replaced by a ghostly white, and his left eye was now an ocean blue, glistening in the light produced by the lightning that still lit up the night sky. She blinked once before shaking her head.

"Ghrm, it be better than dead or demon infested, regardless let's go before this entire cavern collapses and undoes all yer 'ard work." He snarled, noticing that the rain had began to flood the place, up to his knees in water.

"There's one more thing, keep this on you and never let it go.." She tossed Mozrogg the soulstone, his eyes lit up as he gave the stone the once over, then grunted in his unassuming manner, before they finally ascended back to the great hills of Nagrand.