Bohica.

[Claws]

Bohica.

Kei heard the noise again a high pitched crying sound, not the cry from a child but from some thing she could not put a name too.
She quickly crouched down, her sense becoming acute due to her years of training.
Kei pin point the sound it was coming from the back of the stables.
Unsheathing her blades she crept into the stables unaware what she might find there.

Staying to the shadows, she moved in on the sounds that had now changed to a pitiful sob.
She moved to the last animal stall and pushed the gate open staying low to the ground.

She sensed before she saw movement at the rear of the stall and drove her body to the ground coming up from a forward roll into a crouch her blades dripping with anaesthetic poison.
What she saw astounded her.
Bearing out of the darkness like piercing blue holes in a night sky she saw what she took as two eyes.
Eyes the like of witch she had never seen before, deep and bottomless the colour of blue, white lighting with no pupil.

“I see you Orc,” said a reverberating voice, “Leave me to my solitude”.

Kei slowly raised her self-up on to her feet ready for any attack that might come.
“Who, what are you, why are you here speak quickly!” Kei voice was commanding.
“Just finish me Orc I will not put up any fight, end it now for me you would be doing me a great services”.
Kei slowly placed one of her blades back in its sheath and opened a small pouch on her belt, removing a fine dust which she throw on to the damp dirt covered floor.
The was a small puff of smoke then a flash that lit up the small stable and then settled into a glow that bathed the area in yellow light.
Sitting huddled in the corner was a figure that had the features of a she Orc, but instead of the normal green skin, she was blue to white in colour.
She was dressed in impressive blue-black plate armour that was immaculate in its condition as if it had just come new from an armoury, beside her was a large formidable blade that also had the same blue colour as her eyes.
“Why should I take your life in away befitting a wounded companion?” Kei asked.
“If I attack you would that make it easier for you orc?”
Kei slowly moved her feet to better balance herself, “You could try”.
There came a sounded as if it came from the abyss itself a deep laugh.
“Such courage from one so young in years compared to my own”.
The figure slowly got up of the ground and held out both hands to show she was not armed with any blade.
“Forgive me my name is Bohica or at least I think it is” she thumbed her chest in a formal salute to Kei, “What may I call you Orc?”
“Claws for now will do”
Again, there was a deep laugh “Claws yes very fitting”.
“Come sit with me Claws I mean no harm to you or your kin in fact I have the blessing of Thrall himself if that means anything to you”, the tall figure sat her self back down sheathing her blade.
“That I find hard to believe but these are strange times”.
Kei sat down away from Bohica never taking her eyes of her and placed her blade in her lap.

“So what is your story how did you come to this place and why” asked Kei.
“My story” Bohica’s head dropped staring at the dirt on the floor, “If I knew it I would tell you believe me Claws, I can tell you what I remember that is all I can offer”.
“Then that is a start” replied Kei.


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[Claws]

Part 2

Bohica sighed, “very well I will tell what I know but it is a long story to tell much of which makes no sense”.
She took a deep breath that she exhaled slowly, like white frost bellowing from her a mammoth’s mouth.

“Where to begin”, she smiled and looked Kei in the eyes then dropped her head once more to the ground.
“Like so many of my kind I was once like you a proud Orc”.
“I was trained in the art of war by my forefathers”.
“But all was not well in the lands then, I was taken at a young age by whom and for what reason I could only guess at”.
“I was beaten I was abused, I was made to do unspeakable horrors unto others of my standing as they did like wise to me, we was told nothing except that the weak would be purged”.
“We were forced to learn the dark craft’s which should have been forgotten and never bought into the light again”.
“And why?”
Bohica stopped and took another deep breath, “To do his bidding with out question we were like the undead our very souls had been ripped from us, we were killing machines showing no mercy, no remorse, killing all no matter what race, sex or age”.
“We died as and when he saw fit only to be brought back again even deeper under his control”.
“The ones that showed any remorse were brought back as wrath dark shadows of there former selves”. 

“But all that changed at the battle of Light Hope”.
Bohica looked up for some sort of reaction from Kei but none was fourth coming.
She continued.

“We was herded into a large war band and sent to our General whose name now deludes me to do his binding, in the name of him that was obeyed with out question”.
“What happened on that battle field is now fuzzy lost in my memories perhaps one day I shall remember more”. Bohica took a deep breath and continued her story.
“Battle was ours for the taking, but something beyond my compression occurred”.
“A large rift formed on the field of battle through it a great figure stepped out bathed in white light it spoke to the General as if he knew him, the General feel to his knees and pledged himself to the figure sobbing as he did so”.
“Then with a large crackle of the surrounding air another rift formed, out of which came our Lord and master we exulted in his glory, but he seemed troubled to see the white clad figure”.
“A great battle followed between the two, our master had the upper hand and his defeat of the white figure was at hand”.
Bohica wiped her face with the back of her hand hiding her features.
“Our lord was knocked back nearly losing his footing he let out a cry of pain and shock, he cursed his once loyal General and the white figure before retreating back into the rift shouting in a rage that they had not heard the last of him, we were all knocked to the ground”.

“I and some others awoke some time later laying on the battle field with Chapel knights in attendance binding our wounds and caring for us”.
“Never had the likes of this been done before and I felt humble and ashamed”.

Bohica let out a sob that came from the depths of her body; she looked up once again with a tear in her deep blue eyes.
“Sorry not some thing you wound expect from the likes of me is it”, she said as she wiped her eyes.
“But that is the thing I cry, I have control of my own emotions once again it is as if my life essence, my individuality,  my very soul has returned to my body, but with that I now remember I remember it all”. Her head dropped.
“I see all the faces of the ones I killed, the ones I put to death and laughed at as I did so, they all haunt me every time I close my eyes they are there waiting for me”.

Kei sheathed her blade, “It is not for me to judge you Orc that is for the sprits”.
“If only it was that easy Claws”, replied Bohica.
“After our wounds were tended too we returned to the floating fortress over the barren plains near to the Light Hope Chapel, there we found our General he gave us his last orders to us who he now called his Knights”.
“Kill the abominations on the lower floors kill every last one of them with out mercy and dispose of there bodies”.
“He passed to us written orders of introduction to Thrall in Orgimmar or the boy King in Stormwind depending on our race”.
“We killed with new vigour as if every death would bring us further back to our former self’s, they had no chance they died by the score, they died by weapon by arcane magic by bare hands any thing we could get our hands on, it was total carnage”.
Bohica looked up again with a glint in her eyes.
“I returned here to Orgimmar apprehensive of me entry to the city of the Horde”.
She laughed.
“My welcome to the city was less then friendly; a dwarf would have been made more welcome, I carried on regardless trying to hide from frightened eyes and eventually found my way to Thralls chambers, were I pledged my loyalty to him in ridding the horde of the scourge and all its abominations”.

There was a long pause.
“So there you have it my story or as much of it as I can remember at this time, I came in this stable for a place to rest before I move on out and see what the day will bring”.

Claws stood up “Come you can stop with me for the time being I have somebody I would like you to meet”.
Claws lead the knight out of the stables to her lodgings.



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[Oznack]

((
Good stuff Claws!
))

[Morgeth]

((I really like the setting and the description of the encounter, it leaves me with a feeling of wanting more. *Twitch* MOAR!))

[Claws]

Part 2 added above.

[Norv]

(( Nice! So when can we meet this new knight ))