Adventures of a Death Knight and a Druid

A creative side to the World of Warcraft

The Betrayal

“You asked to see me Master?” She whispered as the dull blue green light that barely illuminated the chamber flickered, her own voice enough to make the delicate light waiver.
“I did, young one. Please, come closer.” A strong, confident voice came, booming loudly throughout the whole chamber. The female recoiled a little, before slowly slinking towards the speaker.
“Forgive me, master…it is not often that a youngling such as myself is called before one of the fi” She began, but was interrupted by a chuckle so full of life and vigour that it took all ehr effort not to laugh along with him.
“Truth! You indeed do speak the truth! But you need not worry, Silva! Even though you are in trouble, no harm will come to you!” He cried out, and Silva squeaked in fear.
“T…T…Trouble…Master?” She managed, wriging her digits together.
“Indeed. I have been told that you have not yet given of yourself to our cause. Why have you not done so?” The voice, still full of mirth, asked, the voices owner looming forwards, his large visage filling her sight.
“I…I..That it…I….I cannot trust the one who has conceived this plan! He creeps me out! He” She began, but was again cut short
“DO NOT SPEAK ILL OF HIM” The male screamed, lashing fowards, slamming Silva against the wall. She screamed, and writhed against the grip, thrashing wildly in an attempt to get away from the suddenly angry behemoth.
“HE WILL SAVE US ALL! GIVE OF YOURSELF!!” He screamed, more than a hint of madness in his screams. A sudden smack of her tail sent the huge form reeling back from the unexpected impact.
“SILVA! COME BACK HERE!!!” He screamed as the girl fled from the chamber, twisting and turning through the icy caverns in an effort to get away.
“Hrrrghhh…One alone will not make a difference, especially one so young…she has barely any power to give. Tell Him that we are ready to forge the Item.” He rumbled to one of his consorts, watching with his minds eye as Silva fled.
“But let it be known, should she return, that she is no longer welcome.” he added, a twinkle in his eye.

October 5, 2009 Posted by | Past Story | Leave a Comment

   

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