Wow you used to scrawl me in your fel tome
As it left her hand, fire coiled around it. The girl’s head snapped up, a look of wild terror in her eyes, before she grabbed the blacksmith’s hammer and threw it at him. “You,” Rehgar said, drawing her attention, “what are you doing here? Humans aren't allowed in this part of Orcish territory.” Well, it looks like he had found their shaman. Rehgar leaned in, watching the human girl seated on a chair inside thrust a leg into the forge, before pulling it out and dropping an axe on the superheated chain.
#WOW YOU USED TO SCRAWL ME IN YOUR FEL TOME SKIN#
Burned bodies sat around, the green skin charred to black from the heat.Īs Rehgar traveled further into the camp, he stretched his senses, trying to find any sign of life.Īs he approached the smithy, Rehgar heard a disgruntled grunt, followed by the sound of metal on metal. Rehgar descended into the valley, eyes scanning the destroyed camp. “You better be,” Rehgar responded, “I paid good money for you, I don't want my investment to go to waste for having to kill you.”īoth master and slave were aware that Rehgar wouldn't actually do it, that if Bloodeye took off, Rehgar would do little more than a token search. Not everything can be beaten, boy.”īloodeye snorted, dropping onto the rocks, “Then I’ll be here when you get back.” I can survive through my accord with the elements, you can't.
“You can't survive down there,” Rehgar said, pointing down at the slowly hardening lava, “don’t be tricked by stories, there isn't anything on Azeroth hotter than the raging power of a magma elemental. The shaman raised his hand in a warding gesture. “And who would be the one to explain to the Warchief that we decided to turn around instead of finding out who did this?”īloodeye didn't respond, obviously accepting the point as he followed Rehgar down into the heated valley. “We’re going down there?” Bloodeye asked, “haven't we done enough? You said we were to find them, so why don't we turn around?” Now, there was massive fall of lava burning away at the opposite side of the valley, and a trench dividing it in two, leaving Rehgar undoubting of who had done this. Rehgar nodded in agreement, carefully picking his way down the valley that the renegade Warsongs had once inhabited. “Damn, whoever did this really had it out for ‘em” A moment later, he heard Bloodeye slide down after him, the gladiator staggering as he adjusted to dismounting for the first time.Ī low whistle came from the Blackrock orc, his one eye following the path Rehgar’s had just finished. Rehgar Earthfury slid off the Worg he had rode on, eyes roaming the valley.