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The Siege – Tik

Tik didn’t need to turn to look to see what the orcs were shouting about.  They had seen him.  He bolted the opposite direction that he had come in this morning.  He could not lead them to the others.

They had lowered themselves into the city this morning from the hills looming over it.  Tik and the other scouts spread out in the area the orcs called the Valley of Strength.  One of the first things Tik saw was a troll tied to one of the large wooden posts.  She was dead, and arrows pierced her body in multiple locations.  He thought the Valley of Cowards was a better name.  Cages had been set up, and held a variety of prisoners, some already dead.  Between two of the buildings some of the orcs were overseeing forced fighting between the prisoners.

Tik had been sneaking around some of the demolisher vehicles near what looked to be a blacksmith.  He hadn’t been able to get close enough to tell.  It was when he moved from behind one to another demolisher that the shouts went up.  He hoped the others would have enough sense to make it back to their exit as he ran around the back of the large central building.

He had almost gotten to a corner to round behind the building when something hit him on the side of the head.  He fell for just a moment, recovering quickly and scrambling to get back on his feet.  He didn’t see what hit him, and had no time to bother with looking.  He dashed around the corner and up a small hill to an open gate.

According to the maps he and the others had, this part of the city was called the Drag.  He kept running.  There was a set of stairs to an upper level.  He scrambled around some crates sitting in front of the stairs, knocking some over as he ran by.

He reached up to feel the side of his head that was hit as he continued running.  It hurt.  It was wet.  His ear bent at an impossible angle.  He drew his hand away.  Blood.  He could still hear the shouts behind him.  He reached and knocked over another pile of crates as he ran by.  He then pulled up his leather vest, and tore off a strip of his undershirt.  He tied the cloth around his head as he continued running.  If the orcs were to catch him, it would not be from following a blood trail.  He knocked over a couple of barrels at the edge of the path, lowering himself to the ground as he did.  He let himself fall down to the lower path with the barrels blocking the orcs’ sight of him.

He held himself close against the building that he landed next to.  He could hear the orcs pass overhead as he started to double back.  The shouting above faded as the orcs moved further away.  Of course, there were still patrols to avoid.  Luckily, piles of crates lined the street here as well, and he was able to hide behind them as he made his way back towards the Valley of Cowards.  His head was pounding with pain now.  He reached up to feel.  His emergency bandage had soaked through already.  He carefully picked his path back to the spot where they had entered the city earlier.

By the time he got there, it was nearly dark.  He was dizzy with both pain and hunger, but the rope was not there.  Of course, the others had to raise the rope so the camp wouldn’t be discovered.  He could wait until they came again, but it would likely be hours.  He would run the risk of being found by one of the night patrols if he stayed here behind the building.

He noticed a small area under the building that he could crawl into.  He knelt and started to clear away the dried weeds in the way when something tapped his back.  He turned quickly, expecting to be killed by an orc’s axe, but saw the rope instead.  He looked up.  One of the others waved, and motioned for him to use the rope.  Tik tied the end around his waist, and held his breath as he was pulled up over the orc buildings to safety.

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The Siege

Tsi Ku,

I miss Pandaria.  Kalimdor is full of dust and it stinks.  It probably stinks mostly because it’s so hot here and there’s really no place to bathe.  Cadellus is stinky too.  Have you ever noticed that?  Men smell really bad sometimes, especially if there’s no bath and lots of heat.  It’s gross.

They kept us mostly in our groups so he’s still whining to me about how much he hates it here too.  As if anyone likes it?  Sometimes, I wonder if there’s any earplugs in the supplies.  I bet there has to be.

We’re fighting with trolls now, not against them, so I’m not allowed to kick them in the face here.  They weren’t sure where to put me.  It was kind of amusing when I told them what I do.

Anyway, I thought I’d let you know that I’m planning to go back to Pandaria after this is all done.  I’m not even sure if Master Cheng thinks I’m done with my training yet.  Maybe I need to kick something bigger in the face yet.

– Aranae

***

Nessna Amberlight nocked another arrow on her bow and took aim.  Her husband, Vessen, stood beside her and did the same.  They both drew back and released their arrows at the same time, sending them flying towards the orcs rushing down the hills towards the docks.  They had been trying to take the towers for days now.  They were heavily guarded, but were quite possibly their only hope against the large protodrake circling the skies.

They had been staying further south.  She and Vessen were able to share a tent, but many others had to cram into bigger tents.  They weren’t as big as the ones on the isle, but they still didn’t offer much privacy.  She was glad they allowed Vessen to bring and set up his own tent within the camp.

She nocked another arrow, drew back and took aim.  She did worry sometimes if she was doing the right thing.  She could have stayed home with her infant son, but then there would be one less person to bring the crazed orc down.  She wondered if everyone else had a valid excuse for not coming if the orc would just run rampant with power.  No, she had to be here.  Vessen did too.  It was their duty as rangers to protect their people, and in protecting their people, they were also protecting their son’s future.

She let loose another arrow.

***

My Love, Isandri,

I’m sorry I haven’t written sooner.  Things have been pretty hectic here with setting up the tents and scheduling the shifts.  I’ve also had to map out some patrols and assign them.  Being unfamiliar with the area made that take more time than I would have liked.  I have my own tent here.  There’s even a cheap table and chair in it.  I sleep on a cot behind my table and chair.  Everyday, I have to write up the assignments and post them outside.  Most of the time they’re the same as the day before.

Things are settling into a routine here now.  I prefer that.  The alternative means we’re overwhelmed with things to do, or under attack.  Neither of which is very enticing. I’ll gladly take routine.  I think those in my unit prefer it too.  Sometimes I go on patrols with them.  I don’t feel right sitting in my tent all day.

We are quite a ways from the fighting.  We have seen the first few injuries come in.  They are usually ported here and have already received some attention.  From our patrols, we can see the walls of Orgrimmar, and the shore where most of the fighting is now taking place.  We’re still a good distance away, and can not see either from where the tents are set up.

How is everything at home?  How is the baby?  Are you still working on your apprenticeship?  Lanthiriel wanted me to ask you if her father had said anything to you, though I doubt he would have.  She’s worried that he’s upset with her.  How is everyone else?  I miss you so much.  You’re so beautiful, and I love you.  I wish I were home with you.  Arelanis misses you too.  I should have left her with you.  I think she’s bored here.  She brought back two big boars the other day.  There wasn’t much else to do but to cook them.  I think everyone appreciated it, even though her hunting trip was unauthorized.  The mage who conjures our food is awful.  Everything tastes like garlic.

Have you tried sending cookies yet?

I’m about to go on another patrol, this time with a couple of the boys from one of the farms.  I love you.  You’re in my thoughts all the time.

Love,

Thero

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Letters to Fairsong Academy

To Everyone,

I’m sorry my individual letters are not longer.  Most of my time here in Durotar is spent out away from the camp, and as much as I’d like to, I can’t afford the time to write something longer.  I cannot write very often either.  We are camped in the hills between the city and the sea.  It’s a very dangerous place to be, and we are only visited by the mage once weekly.  He brings supplies and takes anything we want to send back.  I’ll be giving him these letters when he comes next.

The others have arrived.  From where we camp, we can see all the ships in the bay.  It really is a sight to see!  There are ships of all types there.  I’ve heard they’re all up and down the coast.

The mage who brings supplies and takes the mail is staying in a place called Razor Hill.  It’s a small town with huts just south of Orgrimmar.  Last time he was here, he said that many of the people arriving were setting up there.  I know for a fact that the fighting has already started along the shore, and some people are still on the ships while fighting for control of the docks.  We all knew when the first ships were showing up.  The cannons that the orcs had set up along the shore started going off almost constantly.  Sometimes we still hear them, but I think most have been disabled now.

It’s dreadfully hot here, and sometimes the wind picks up and all you can see is dust.  I miss home, and hope to be back with all of you soon.

– Tik

***

Magister Hethurin Fairsong,

I do hope all is going well at the school.  How is the baby doing?  There are so many questions I’d like to ask about how everything is and everyone’s doing.  Are the spiders staying in the forest?  How does the work on the house near the stable look so far?  You are eating okay, I hope.

I hope you forgive all the questions.  I’m just worried.  Here, I’m not sure if I’ll make it back to the camp each night.  It helps me forget where I am if I worry more about home.  I miss being there and taking care of all of the things I normally do.

– Tik

***

Desdeyliri,

How are your studies going?  Have you been working on any of the recipes from the book I showed you?  I left it in the same drawer in the kitchen so that you’d be able to find it.  The gardens will need to be prepared for winter soon.  Do you know how to do that?  I bet most of the vegetables are ready to eat.

I hope everything is well.  Have you been to Silvermoon to see your parents lately?  I bet there aren’t many people there right now.  I know there were a lot of people on Quel’Danas before we left.  It looks like, going by the number of ships, most of them have arrived to Durotar now.

I hope to be back home soon.  I miss everyone there.

– Tik

***

Renner,

How are your studies going?  I hope the magister has been conjuring lots of cake for you.  Don’t forget to eat real meals as well.  Maybe you could even help the magister remember to eat them as well.  I was working on getting him to understand that he has to eat vegetables before his cake, and I’d hate to see all of my hard work undone.  I do want to make sure everyone in the house is healthy as well as happy.

I miss you all, and hopefully, I’ll be able to come home soon.

– Tik

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Screenshots

I apologize for the lack of stories lately.  I got hit with a nasty cold earlier this week, and the best I’ve been able to do is log in and hit random buttons for combat.  Thinking isn’t really needed for that, right?  Anyway, to make up for the lack of stories, here’s some screenshots.  Luckily, the cold is clearing up, so I should be able to write something soon!

Muffins sleeps next to Sanimir.  Yeah, he's totally just sleeping.  Totally didn't die because I was too sick to move out of that thing.

Muffins sleeps next to Sanimir. Yeah, he’s totally just sleeping. Totally didn’t die because I was too sick to move out of that thing.

I took Isturon into LFR and found someone with almost the exact same tmog.  She had the belt.  He has better boots.  They had different weapons too, but same shoulders, robes, hat and gloves.

I took Isturon into LFR and found someone with almost the exact same tmog. She had the belt. He has better matching boots. They had different weapons too, but same shoulders, robes, hat and gloves.

Burd gets picked up by a bird.  Geez, that looks like it has to hurt.

Burd gets picked up by a bird. Geez, that looks like it has to hurt.

Tik got some playtime this week.  He may get the achievement on all the rares before my characters on more populated realms.  Luckily, it only takes a few to kill them, and they stay up a lot longer on his realm.  I've been having fun with him on the Timeless Isle, and he was my first character to get anything off of Ordos, a 359 belt.  Unfortunately, gems are so expensive on his realm, he'll never be able to gem it.  Maybe if they ever get virtual realms running for it!

Tik got some playtime this week. He may get the achievement on all the rares before my characters on more populated realms. Luckily, it only takes a few to kill them, and they stay up a lot longer on his realm. I’ve been having fun with him on the Timeless Isle, and he was my first character to get anything off of Ordos, a 359 belt. Unfortunately, gems are so expensive on his realm, he’ll never be able to gem it. Maybe if they ever get virtual realms running for it!

I also sent Tik on a mission to get some matching gear.  I figured quests would be my best bet because drops are unreliable.  Tik is now the proud owner of a riverboat.

I also sent Tik on a mission to get some matching gear. I figured quests would be my best bet because drops are unreliable. Tik is now the proud owner of a riverboat.

He also learned how to fly!

He also learned how to fly!

Arancon hit 50!

Arancon hit 50!

I’ve also been trying out flex raiding on my horde lock through Open Raid.  It’s been really fun, and I’ve learned a lot that I can take with Vin when she does normal modes, and with Jaeyn for our flex group.  Here’s a few screenshots of the second wing:

Aethas has a face?

Aethas has a face?

Lor'themar didn't die this time.  He was the sole survivor at 1% health!  Wiping is sad on the first boss.

Lor’themar didn’t die this time. He was the sole survivor at 1% health! Wiping is sad on the first boss.

The third boss has a LOT going on.  It's crazy.

The third boss has a LOT going on. It’s crazy.

Goblin target practice.

Goblin target practice.

 

Okay, this is NOT of the second wing, but it leads into one.  This is something that you can see happening in Orgrimmar now.

Okay, this is NOT of the second wing, but it leads into one. This is something that you can see happening in Orgrimmar now.

And from the raid instance, it looks like they didn't surrender quietly.

And from the raid instance, it looks like they didn’t surrender quietly.

 

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