On the Run
Wigglewigglewigglewigglewiggle. Ah.The chains were off, a pile on the floor. Bralox stepped forward, going over to Jhulina. "She's mine." He growled out. "I intend to make this as painful as possible for her." With a smile, Bralox withdrew a few shamansitic herbs, a quick brew concoction rendering Jhulina in a heavy sleep state for several hours, or until a counter herb was spent.
"You claimed to be searching for me?" He asked her, as he began to settle Jhulina into a makeshift animal couriering case. "What did you have me do?"
The first, addressed to homeland, was left on the bar. It read as follows.
To the Family of Homeland.
It is my unfortunate duty to inform you, that one Jhulina (Last name unknown) Was found dead today by the AAMS couriers, slain by her own Demon in the region of Ashenvale. THe demon was executed and banished as it was descovered. No body was recoverable. The spirit was granted passage into the afterworld, according to Orcish customs.
Bralox, Senior Shaman of the Redwalker clan (Des.)
Senior Courier of the AAMS.
The second letter, penned twice, was forwarded one copy Each to Gentyle and Nymara. It simply read.
You shall have a package arriving for you at noon today, outside the walls behind the Mage district. It is being brought by an Orc Courier.
The first of the letters was left on the empty bar, the orc slipping out with his cargo, bound for Booty bay.
The later two letters were sent onward by Air Elemental, intended to reach the targets before the courier did.
Quietly, she waited near the edge of the wall, observing the back of the mage district before moving over. The letter had been quickly penned and sent, and read only as sent by the AAMS. She could trust it, then. She only wondered, what was the package?
She eyed the rising sun in the sky, pondering.
"Let me go! I have done nothing!" she cried, struggling against her captor.
She felt odd for a moment. Neeltom. They....destroyed you. She could no longer feel the demon's presence in her mind. Suddenly, she could hear voices. She cleared her mind and tried to listen to what they had to say.
"T-This... was not h-how I expected us t-to first meet..."
She sighs and bows softly to the woman, releasing her bindings. Her dim yellow gaze eyes the woman curiously.
"I-I am Nynra Lirann L-Lightheart. I had heard y-you required aid i-in fleeing from the Horde. I-If you will give me a-a chance to do so, I-I would be honored to help you. Y-You will simply need to trust m-me."
She eyed the woman again, realizing that, of course, she doesn't speak common. She reiteriated in orcish, still remembering the tongue from her days in Homeland. She hoped that the woman would at least listen to her offer.
He was soon dispatched to see to the delivery, and upon reaching the delivery sight, he was soon treated to the sight of an elf's head sticking out of a box.
After some back and forth about this elf, who's name proved to be Jhulina, he learned she was an attempted spy who was found out and since shipped to his Sepha, and thusly himself. After some inner debate he asked the kindly dwarf courier to send the elf on to Hearthglen to await himself and the Sepha.
The new recruit was enthusiastic...to say the least.
"Sir Taelanas, would you mind accepting the delivery while I finish the interview with Mr. Dunkin?"
He nodded gratefully.
While Dunkin was a bit odd, she sometimes thought that was normal for Pia, he was energetic and very eager to do the right thing. He had a great desire to join the Holy Guards after watching them for a while and she thought he would be a perfect fit.
She finished the interview and invited the paladin to the order. Taelanas contacted her later. The delivery was the woman who had offered to spy for them. They would, of course, give her sanctuary. Even though Gentyl had declined her offer, she felt partially responsible for the woman's predicament. Apparently someone had found out about it.
Or maybe the woman had just shipped herself to them. Light, who knew what was going on?
This time, he had taken precautions, magical bindings on her wrist to prevent casting, yet not impede her freedom of movement.
At least not more than a little.
With that, he muttered the counter spell, allowing the elf to drift into wakefulness once more.
"Gods. You again." She said. She noticed that the male paladin was no where near. "Where am I?"
Jhulina looked around. The orc had brought her to a cave. She looked up at him with disdain.
"Wasn't I supposed to be delivered to Hearthglen, orc?"
((I SOWRY!! I've been super-leveling an alt!! *resurrects thread*))
With such, he withdrew to the outside of the cave.
She watched as her long, graceful fingers grew into shorter, stub-like digits. The cave walls looked as though they were melting, when in fact, she was merely shrinking to a more human-like size. She felt for her ears, but only found small round things on either side of her head. And as she moved her hand in front of her face, there was no more green glow coming from her eyes. Jhulina was a blood elf no longer.
Feeling a sudden fear and a lack of confidence, Jhulina walked out of the cave, hearing the beads whirling around her head.
((Izby!! You are more than welcome to post something :D I'm going to try to get to Hearthglen, then out of Hearthglen, then maybe Dol and Jhuli could meet :D))
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