The tale of gorvar part 2

Chapter 2

A gun shot rings in the highlands, as a ogre falls to the ground, half his head missing, and a other running towards a orc whot shot his mate. But the ogre is soon stoped bye a black wolf who’s able to bite him in the leg, thus slowing him down. ’ Bad doggy, you die now.’ The ogre says, but soon he sees the orc’s sword coming towards him. Less then a second later the ogre falls down at the ground, dead. The orc put both his swords away and loots both the ogres from their silver. ‘you should’ve stayed with the horde, then i wouldn’t have blasted your heads off.’ The orc said with a smile, he then looked at wolfgen, shaking his head. ’Who asked you mutt?!’ gorvar asked and walked away, his loyal pet folowing him. His wolf followed him a looong time, even before he met thrall.

The orc rode back on his wolf back to hammerfall, and toke the wyvern to Undercity, to both replinish his ammo and give the undead there much needed silk cloth. ’Lets hope that jaw-less lady doesn’t start growling at us again, eh boy?’ govar asks his wolf and pats him while he holds it. When he looks down he sees a night elf on her panther running below him, looking up and greeting the orc. gorvar did the same and raised his thumb, making the elf laugh. Gorvar mindwent elsewhere during the trip, somewhere where he met his first love of his life..

5 years ago….

Gorvar sat atop of a tower in ashenvale, holding guard for the Horde in that area. Recently the warcheif and a sorcerer teamed up and made their base here, in ashenvale. Scouts from the warsong clan reported elves living here, attacking them on sight. gorvar didn’t seem to care, they were worse things to fear then a pointe ar.

‘Oi lad, how ere things goin up there?!’ a strong voice louded.

Gorvar looked down and saw a small bearded man, wearing red armour and with a hefty axe climbing up the tower.

’Fine Hadgar, brought some ale?’ he asked. ’Aye lad, this woud make the evening more enjoyable, aight?’bith laughed, gorvar grabbed some glasses and hadgar shared the ale. The tower they were in was a typical orcish one, filled with dwarven rifles none theles, being more effitive then arrows. The two met each other shortly after the defeat of the warsong clan, gorvar saved the palladin from a infernal bye blasting his head of and Hadgar healed gorvar when he was wounded. Allthough dwarves and orcs are known to hate each other (even now), these two became friends.

Hours past and hadgar went to bed, gorvar decided to stay up and watch further. but suddenly he saw a pointy eared figure running. It seemed female, with long dark hair. Allthough this one didn’t seem sof ast like the other..perhaps wounded. but when he grabbed his gun he saw a few ghouls foliwing her. gorvar’s decision was fast and swift, and soon the ghouls fell down in less then 3 shoots. Then he jumped down, grabbed his axes and folowed the night elf.

A few minutes later he saw the night elf, wielding her bow and shooting against a couple of more ghouls coming at her. When she noticed her arrows were out she looked terrified, but remained resolute and grabbed her dagger. But before the ghoul was close enough to hit her, a orc leaped in between them, blocked the strike of the ghoul with 1 axe and slashed the ghoul with the other. The night elf looked amazed as the orc hew down 4 ghouls with little to no effort. When all ghouls were killed, the orc out away his axes and turned to the night elf. The elf aimed her dagger the orc, but he kneeled down, grabbed a bit of wool from his backpack, and made a bandage around the elf’s leg. The elf was amased and mutterd something in her own tongue. The orc only smiled and made the bandage, then he picked her up and carried her towards the north, the last known location of the night elves.

Gorvar didn’t know why he did this, but felt like he was doing the right thing. After a hour, he put her down and rested a bit. The elf, being gratefull and still puzzeld bye this orcs behaviour, smiled at him and grabed something from her pouch. she grabed some bread what she had left and urged gorvar to take it. gorvar smiled and nodded, and grabed the bread. het hen grabbed some dwarven mild from his pouch and gave it to her. The two didn’t say much….just smiling and trying to tell their names. The elf’s name was hunoe, a archer as it would seem from the archers. From what he could decipher is that she lost her regiment and end up attacked bye ghouls. gorvar nodded and made sure she would get home.

As the hours past, they both drank some wine and gorvar made a fire. allthough they should’ve left none of them seemed to care. They both laughed, ate and enjoyed each others company. Hunoe then tried to get up but fell in gorvars arms. They both laughed at looked into each others eyes…

Both didn’t say anything, but moved towards each other and kissed each other. gorvar held her in his arms and returned all her kisses. He slowly toke off her clothes and she pulled of all his armements. They enjoyed each others comfort, warmth and company. The yells of joy and pain were heard in the forest…

The next morning a night elf patrol found Hunoe and carried her back home. in the bushes gorvar watched and waved her goodbye, feeling sorry for not being with her anymore, and joy as she was now save….

In the years that followed, gorvar found Hunoe dying near warsong gulch. she rememberd him and gave gorvar before she died a portrait, revealing her and a small night elven child with orcish characteristics… The orc toke her body and made a small raft. He placed her body on the raft and let it go over the Falfarren River. When the raft was at a far place he fired his gun,gained from a dead dark iron dwarf, at the raft, making it catch fire. When he saw the raft burning tears appeared, only to meet Wolfgens soft howling.

Gorvar opend hiseyes and realised he was almost at Undercity, seeing the many blood elves and forsaken below, starting their adventure.

'Undercity....this place gives me the creeps everytime i come here.' Gorvar thought as the wyvern landed, and the forsaken's dull eyes appeared.