Running

[Therak]

Light returned to the world, or a semblance of it at least. It brought along pain, and a sense of danger that Therak couldn't quite place.
Above him stood an unkown orc, his attire leaving little doubt on his attunement to the fel.
"Grhaghl thusdbi?"
Therak kept a close grip on the pouch in his hand. He knew that if he'd had that one in his hand there'd been trouble, and he could feel that his fel ward was broken. It didn't take a genious to put two and two together.
"What?"
He looked around himself, he was clearly on the floor of some cave that reeked of dark magic. Several other orcs stood around it, at least one more of them a fel user.
Outnumbered then, but they seemed intent on taking him alive...
The first fel user said something strange again and dragged Therak to his feet. They seemed to think he was confused... Good, he could use that.
The others started walking, some ahead of Therak, some behind. As they exited the foul smelling cave and crossed the bridge, they turned right. But as they apparently changed their minds and turned around. Therak made an attempt to keep walking, feigning his confusion and seing if he could dissapear before they realized it.
No such luck, a female clad in the garb of an assassin quickly caught up to him. This time he wasn't allowed to walk on his own, she grabbed his arm and kept ahold of it, dragging him towards an omnious looking tower in the distance.
The closer they got, the more he knew he had to make a break for it.
He snapped out with his arm, flinging the ground glass towards her face, a sudden yank freeing his other arm and then he turned to sprint away into the desolate wasteland. As soon as he could he began putting small hills, burnt out pillars and everything else he could to break their line of sight to him. He had to hide.

Later, he was curled up in a small hole next to a river of green, fel infused lava. They'd have a hard time finding him here.
He was making an inventory of what little he carried. He had some food, the biggest problem was he only had one skin of water. The other he carried was empty.
How far could he get on what he had, if he had to stay hidden from pursuit? Could he reach Terrokar? He'd have to... wouldn't he?