[Horde] Chapter Four: Session Forty

Appearing Characters: Ar'tor, Arthak Saurfang, Azgadaan, Azuka Stormbreaker, Borak, Drak'thul, Ger'hel, Go'el, Grom'tor Halno, Khadgar, Lantresor, Levia Blackflight, Mannoroth, Nitrogg Thundertower, No'Rash, Nyxxa, Oronok Torn-heart, Rexxar, Sadras, Spinyl, Zakuun

Outland Day 55

Back at Varokmar, Azgadaan coordinates with Nitrogg to get him manning whatever armed vehicle that the eredar would be summoning.

As Sadras and No'Rash are getting bandaged up, Sadras gets a small smile.

Sadras pats her frost wolf, and No’Rash reaches over and scratches the wolf as well.

Sadras scowls at Sorak’s name.

Sadras looks down with closed eyes, but then she slaps her hands on her knees and stands.

No’Rash smiles, and Sadras flicks him in the forehead and they embrace.

Sadras nods and heads off to join the others while No’Rash seeks out Ger’hel.

Ger'hel smirks.

No’Rash chuckles.

No’Rash grunts.

No’Rash grunts and heads on his way. The group travels for the rest of the day and into the next day.

Back with the people meeting with Khadgar, Go’el speaks at length with the archmage of the history of the Horde, including the feud with the draenei, the rise of Gul’dan, and the rise of Blackhand. After their conversation concludes, they thank each other, and split off. Go’el gives Nyxxa a nod as he gives her a moment to say goodbye to Khadgar before he leaves.

Nyxxa had observed that Khadgar had started to get tired of Arthak’s verbal dances earlier, and while engaged, seemed to prefer the openness that Go'el was talking with.

Khadgar waves his hand dismissively.

Khadgar chuckles and holds his arms out, and she bends down to hug him.

He pulls away and scrounges in his messenger bag.

He pulls out a sphere with a cloth wrapped around it. Nyxxa cocks her head to the side, and Khadgar places the orb into her hand.

She pulls the cloth away to reveal a blue crystal orb.

She looks at at.

Her tail is wagging vigorously.

He grins.

She shakes the orb, and the cloudy interior of the ball gets misty, and then Khadgar’s face appears. The face looks at Nyxxa and speaks.

The image flashes her a smile and then fades away.

Khadgar squeezes Nyxxa’s shoulder before he transforms into his raven form, which lands on Nyxxa’s horn and then leaps into the sky.

Meanwhile, Arthak talks to Go’el.

Go’el nods in understanding.

At that moment, Nyxxa returns to the other two.

They take their cloud-like forms and take off into the sky. They travel for several hours before arriving a few miles outside the Citadel itself.

Nyxxa blinks.

Nyxxa completely stops walking.

She starts thinking about it and unpacking things in her head.

Arthak lights a cigarette.

She continues walking.

The trio arrives at Hellfire, and then they slip through a portal to Warspear. They see a few thousand orcs and demons already present. They immediately seek out any war councils, and the first creature they see is a 10-14 foot tall fel lord named Zakuun, who is aiding in the preparations.

They then see an old warlock. There are baubles of bone and skull woven through his grey beard, and there is a talbuk skull on his head. His name is Drak’thul, one of Gul’dan’s members of the Shadow Council, and a member of the Stormreavers.

The fel lord acknowledges Arthak and company’s arrival, but then returns to the massive map that is sprawled out before him. Arthak wordlessly places his marker on the map.

Zakuun nods.

Drak’thul’s eyes flick over to Arthak.

In the distance, Arthak can see Mannoroth about a half mile out. Arthak finds himself staring for perhaps a bit longer than he intended, but he continues on his business. There are more fel orcs present than greenskin orcs.

That evening, Nyxxa notes an unfamiliar orc entering the building that Arthak had been given leave to use. They have emerald green skin with a deep, violet eyepatch over one eye. He has a simple black braid at the back of his skull, and a black beard. He seems to be of stone guard rank, and his iconography suggested Shadowmoon.

The orc clears his throat. Arthak had never seen him before.

Three more orcs enter. The first is Oronok Torn-heart. One of the other orcs has a deep hood, and the other a mask over his face.

Oronok casts [Private Sanctum] and the sound within the place starts to dampen.

Oronok’s brow raises.

Nyxxa chuffs.

Oronok glances at Nyxxa and then back at Arthak, and then he taps his staff.

He squints at Nyxxa.

Oronok turns to leave.

The elder orc leaves, his sons following after.

Nyxxa opts to do some scouting and investigation outside the immediate area of Warspear and manages to find some Dragonmaw scouts that she is able to slay and drag back--successfully blinding some of Sinestra’s eyes. Several fel orcs get interrogated by an inquisitor demon, and traitors are found.

Meanwhile Arthak opts to let himself be seen being helpful and works to maneuver his forces into a more opportune position--successfully ensure his and Ger’hel’s positions on the field.

Outland Day 56

The people traveling from Varokmar arrive in Hellfire at the end of the day. It’s strangely quiet at the Citadel--or at least less busy than it was before. A cabal of nearly a dozen warlocks remain in charge of porting people to Warspear, and the rest of the group arrives in the zone of conflict.

No’Rash, upon his arrival, tries to get a feel for the general motivations of the other fel orcs. There are some there for glory, some there for revenge, some there because they had no choice, and other such motives. He opts to try and inspire the orcs that still have their minds about them. He is given several opportunities to connect with some of them. He does actually attract the attention of some fel orcs--who sit down and have a conversation with him. Though they are blood thirsty, there is a strange feeling about them--a longing and a surprise at No’Rash’s existence as partially fel orc and partially not. There is a deep sadness in some, and one made a reference to leaving someone behind… a mate, that is likely no longer their mate.

And then he hears a deep voice.

No’Rash’s blood freezes in his veins, and he turns and sees the visage of Mannoroth standing above him. He would be grinning, if his toothy maw would let him. No’Rash bows his head.

Mannoroth laughs a deep, bellowing laugh, and No’Rash feels his veins burn.

No’Rash’s legs start to give out beneath him, but No’Rash resists and refuses to bow. He keeps his head down, but he does not submit, and slowly, he looks up at the massive demon.

There is a deep, low growl, that is then broken by a breathy laugh.

Mannoroth holds his hand out, and fel fire flickers around it. That same fire whips around No’Rash, and he feels his blood quicken. It feels like a thousand years of pain, and by the time the pain is gone, Mannoroth is gone.

Sadras runs over to him, and he looks up at her. He grins.

Sadras exhales.

No’Rash looks over at one of the fel orcs he had been speaking to.

The fel orc says nothing, but they are watching him as they go. The corrupted flesh on No’Rash’s body had spread more than it had before.

Azgadaan keeps his identity hidden with an [Alter Self] spell and gets some intel, picking it apart to try and find a crux weak point they could abuse.

Arthak borrowed one of the scouts that Nyxxa had managed to intercept and branded the symbol of the Broken Blade into him with a message included: “It’s your wings this time.”

That night, Arthak senses that Sinestra or someone was trying to invade his dreams, but he did not allow them to enter thanks to the mind shielding effect of his tattoo.

Nyxxa opts to try and put on a fire-dancing performance to boost morale and raise spirits for the hunt.

No’Rash finds Arthak in the evening.

They find a fire to sit beside.

No’Rash looks down.

No’Rash chuckles.

No’Rash raises an eyebrow.

No’Rash’s eyes get misty.

Arthak nods, and No’Rash gets to his feet.

Arthak remains silent as No’Rash leaves.

Halno seeks out Drak’thul who is working with a cabal of warlocks and necrolytes. They are already raising some of the dead.

Drak’thul and Halno had become members of the Shadow Council around the same time in the past, and had similar interests. There are a small number of other death knights around.

Drak’thul laughs.

Drak’thul raises a brow.

Drak’thul chuckles and returns to working.

Arthak hears Azuka clear her throat nearby.

Azuka looks at Arthak briefly and gives him a firm few seconds of meeting his eyes before she nods.

Arthak is, again, left speechless.

Through Nyxxa’s dancing performance, Lantresor had been watching. He emerges from the crowd with a smile.

Lantresor smiles.

Nyxxa grins.

Lantresor blinks.

Arthak heads out to find Lantresor, but another voice calls out to him.

Rexxar looks around.

Rexxar pounds his chest twice, and Arthak does the same as he continues on his way.

Azgadaan is showing Nitrogg the full gambit of what he can do with the tank vehicle and weapons he had conjured.

They hear a high-pitched whistle and they see Levia, Sadras, and Summerpaw. Levia is waving down at them from the top of the tank.

Azgadaan opts to send her.

Levia chuffs.

Levia smirks and nods.

Levia and Sadras laugh just as Arthak arrives.

No’Rash approaches at this point.

No’Rash grabs a flagon and drinks from it while Sadras goes off with Arthak.

Sadras’s hand goes over her heart and her expression softens.

Sadras nods.

She chews on her lip.

Sadras looks up at the strange sky.

Sadras smiles and reaches out and puts a hand on Arthak’s cheek before sliding it to his shoulder. Then she steps back and turns away to rejoin the others. Arthak watches her go in silence, and then heads off to do his own things.

Arthak passes Go’el, who looks at him and puts a hand on his shoulder as he gives him a nod. Arthak takes a deep breath.

Go’el nods.

Go’el squeezes his shoulder and heads off.

Eventually, Sadras rejoins the rest of the group and joins in with the revelry and festivities with a fair amount of drinking. No’Rash stays for a bit, but then also goes off on his own to think. Azgadaan unattunes from SpiritSong so he can actually drink.

No’Rash makes eye contact with Azuka as he heads off, and she gives him a small nod of acknowledgement. No’Rash heads over to her.

Az: Still afraid.

No’Rash shakes his head.

Az: But ready.

Azuka shakes her head.

No’Rash smiles.

No’Rash puts a hand on her shoulder.

Azuka nods.

No’Rash nods and he finds somewhere quiet to meditate and think back to some of his oldest friends--those that had died before, and those who were still here.

With time, the night falls into silence as everyone finishes the festivities. Nitrogg had tried (and failed) to flirt with Sadras for most of the night. Azgadaan might have gone a bit harder on the alcohol than he originally intended, as at some point he had started to flirt with Levia. He lost track of time, and what happened, but he fell asleep.

And then he wakes up in a cage, with a tiny bed, and filigree weaving around the bars of the ornate prison. The cage is hanging, suspended, in a floorless area. He doesn’t see anyone at first, but then he hears the fluttering of wings.

Then he hears a familiar voice.

He looks up and sees Spinyl outside the cage.

Spinyl sighs dramatically.

He explains what happened with Nesslyn, and what he tried to force her to do in order to trigger any of the traps in Sylvos's mansion. He includes his reasoning and justification, but acknowledges that he had recognized it was wrong.

Spinyl rolls her eyes.

Spinyl snaps her fingers, the chain shatters, and the dream ends.

Outland Day 57

The group awakens the next morning to the sound of drum beats. The Horde is moving, and the forces are mobilizing. Time is short, and the march is starting towards the Seat of Sinestra.

Azgadaan wakes up as the dream ends. He slams his forehead against the interior of the tank, and he sputters and sneezes and coughs, as there is something in his face. He falls back, and gets a face full of heathers. Black feathers.

He hears groaning, and he glances over and sees Levia also waking up. She looks over at Azgadaan, and she is completely nude.

This page was last edited on November 13, 2021, at 12:03 PM

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