[Horde] Chapter Five: Session Twenty-Nine
Appearing Characters: Arthak Saurfang, Bru'kan, Ebonhorn, Legba, Levia Blackflight, Mayla Highmountain, Mellok Bloodtotem, Nyxxa Murkthorn, Oro Highmountain, Rak'Symma, Rexxar, Shara Bloodtotem, Sol'chi, Thisalee Crow, Torok Bloodtotem, Vaerux, Zar'Kaa, Zekhan
November 17th
Torok called for his men to harvest the constructs that were left behind, and many of the shamans started to go about weaving magic to contain the destroyed infernals so that they could be broken down. It appeared the Firehearts were using a uniquely channeled type of chaos magic to isolate and extract the minerals from the infernals.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Mellok, are you harmed?
Mellok Bloodtotem says: Nothing that a good meal and some rest won’t take care of. We have these outsiders to thank for that.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Indeed.
Torok’s eyes shifted to the group.
Torok Bloodtotem says: You fought well, outsiders. You have my thanks. While I have no doubt we would have been able to repel this offensive, more lives would have been lost. Perhaps even that of my son. For that, you have my respect.
Mayla furrowed her brow as she watched the Firehearts work.
Mayla Highmountain says: Torok… this magic that your shamans are wielding… it’s…
Torok Bloodtotem says: It’s the same magic that the demons themselves wield, yes.
Mayla Highmountain says: Don’t you think that’s a bit reckless? Using the magic of the demons?
Torok Bloodtotem says: Our enemies wield slings and spears as well. Should I chastise our warriors for using those same tools? This magic is a weapon, Mayla, and it’s one my people have forged to a keen edge for longer than you or I have been around. The Bloodtotem fear no fire. Especially not the chaotic flames of our enemies.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I must say, that is… unexpected.
Nyxxa appeared to be a bit out of it, but she was trying to power through.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Is it? You of all people seem like you would understand the usefulness of wielding an enemy’s flame.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Not the use of it is unexpected… that it is a part of your people is. Usually, I’ve seen fel use sequestered and hidden.
Torok crossed his arms.
Torok Bloodtotem says: For good reason. Most fear what they do not understand. But when our warriors fought the demons when the world broke, they saw the flames and harnessed them. That tradition has been passed down through our tribe.
Mayla Highmountain says: I presume you’ve kept this hidden for the same reason?
Torok Bloodtotem says: Indeed. After all, most would react the same as you, High Chieftain. Knowing what you do now, would you still be willing to allow the Bloodtotem at your table?
Mayla considered for a long moment.
Mayla Highmountain says: I have no reason to distrust you, Torok. You have obeyed the word of your bargain, and clearly your people understand what they are doing. Whether or not I think it wise is irrelevant. If you would defend Highmountain, I would be a fool to turn you away.
Zar'Kaa says: it seems the two chieftains may benefit from further discussion to ensure there aren’t any misunderstandings.
Mayla Highmountain says: To that end, Torok, I would ask that you return to Thunder Totem with me. If you and your tribe continue this practice, I will not stop you, but I insist you explain yourself to the other chieftains.
Arthak Saurfang says: In the interest of transparency, my own people, even as we have cast out the Legion loyalists, we maintain a similar group of fel practitioners for similar reasons. The Cleft of Shadows. Understanding your enemies’ weapons is valuable. You should be aware we also do not shy away from the fel.
Mayla looked over at the demons present.
Mayla Highmountain says: If that alone was enough to prevent me from extending a hand of friendship, we would have had problems long ago. Your people are not my people.
Arthak Saurfang says: No. I simply thought it would be in poor taste not to disclose we have a similar policy to the Bloodtotem.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Then your people have wisdom. Perhaps you’ll be of use to the conflict to come after all.
Torok smirked.
Arthak Saurfang says: Hard-earned wisdom. Very hard-earned.
Torok Bloodtotem says: I will acquiesce to your demands, chieftain, so long as you are willing to mediate any disagreements that would arise between the more traditional that would be opposed to us.
Mayla Highmountain says: We have an agreement, Torok. I’m glad we were able to help your people. Will the highlands be safe?
Torok Bloodtotem says: We were prepared. Our braves were on high alert, and it seems the primary assault was here in Bloodtotem. We have time to prepare and be ready if they choose to strike again. Now that we know what weapons they wield from the seas, we’ll know better next time. As for the rest of you, you are welcome to stay here to recover your injuries. There is rebuilding that needs to be done, but we have places to house you if you require it.
Zar'Kaa says: Rest would be appreciated, chieftain, but we can also help with the rebuilding as well.
Torok Bloodtotem says: It’s unnecessary, but not unwelcome. I’ll see to it that our braves can direct you to places of the most use and the least detriment.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: All that said… I am curious about your own practices. After all, your people were not the only ones following such a path following the War of the Ancients.
Torok Bloodtotem says: So I noticed. Your fighting style was similar to some.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Those ones were led by a traitor to our order.
Torok Bloodtotem says: So there are more?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I believe it would be wise if an emissary of your people and my own discuss things.
Mellok Bloodtotem says: Father, I would gladly do this. The power of the assailants was impressive, but the skills of these outsiders intrigue me.
Arthak Saurfang says: As well, perhaps some of your Firehearts could benefit from speaking to my Cleft of Shadows and vice versa. A sharing of tools and weapons.
Torok Bloodtotem says: We will see if your Cleft of Shadow has weapons worthy of the Bloodtotem.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I would like to apologze for the deception, but that was more due to the fear of causing a panic. I now believe that wouldn’t have been the case.
Torok Bloodtotem says: No. You were right in hiding your existence. Had I known, I would have crushed your skull myself. Because we are unafraid of the fel does not mean you would have been given quarter. But I respect your cunning. Doing so allowed you to get a hoof in the tent. Well played.
Nyxxa chuffed, and Rak’Symma scoffed and rolled her eyes.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Hearken to me, Bloodtotem, these outsiders are to be treated with respect as honored guests of the High Chieftain. Do you understand?
A cry of affirmation sounded, and Torok turned his attention to directing the rebuilding efforts. Nyxxa and Sol both examined the Bloodtotem shaman’s rituals, and it seemed that they had managed to merge life or elemental magics with the energy of chaos. It was a very unique use of the fel, as they used nature or life to balance the chaotic forces instead of arcane magic. Nyxxa was fascinated.
Nyxxa gathered a small group of the warband to talk briefly. Namely Sol, Arthak, and Levia.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I think… I want to see if there’s a way to get Nesslyn out if she wants that.
Sol'chi says: That doesn’t seem like a bad idea. She didn’t seem that enthused.
Levia Blackflight says: I think that was mostly about being forced to play sports, which I can get, but I think you’re onto something.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: That’s part of it. But when I knew her back a bit… perhaps I’m projecting, but it’s a feeling a recognize. Dream is the only option, but it’s risky right now, especially for her. So I want to get the Illidari’s guidance.
Arthak Saurfang says: I concur. Lady Nesslyn deserves better, and I believe she wants better. Perhaps this is something we can roll into our existing intentions to investigate the coded missive and the renegades with the Legion. If we can get movement on that, that may open opportunities to discretely make contact with her and get her and others out.
Levia Blackflight says: Doing so would probably require us to kill Orican, so you can count me in.
Sol'chi says: As for that code, I have confidence Azgadaan would have gotten most of the way through if not cracked it by now.
Levia Blackflight says: Sol or I should be able to get you in contact should you need.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I both want to ask permission from the Illidari, as with their blessing I can extend an invitation given we have demonic allies.
Levia Blackflight says: Hell yeah.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Plus it’s good to wait for some time to pass in general.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Do you think any of them would know who that Varedis guy was?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Perhaps the blood elves may have more information. We can ask.
Arthak Saurfang says: In my studies of the troll wars, that name came up in association with a mercenary of some repute. Though his status since was not something a delved into.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Perhaps some of the felbloods extending some contacts. I don’t know what that could mean, but if he was able to boss Caria around… that seems significant.
Arthak Saurfang says: Also, he was speaking on behalf of a Captain Malus, I believe he said. Another name.
Levia shook her head.
Levia Blackflight says: Nothing I ever heard of either.
The curious notion was the captain moniker as it was not a rank typically used amongst a Burning Legion aside from independent nether pirates, but none of them knew the name.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: It seems the Legion is pooling resources.
Arthak Saurfang says: They have to.
Sol and Levia headed off at the conclusion of the conversation, but Arthak turned his attention to Nyxxa.
Arthak Saurfang says: Nyxxa. A few more moments.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Sure.
Arthak Saurfang says: Normally I would try to give this space, but perhaps better to deal with it immediately. First of all… how are you doing?
Nyxxa pursed her lips.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Managing. I don’t… I think this is going to hit me once I stop, so I’m trying to get everything done.
There was a hitch in her voice.
Arthak Saurfang says: Okay. It is… you already know this isn’t going to be a pleasant conversation, yes?
Nyxxa bit her lip in silent affirmation.
Arthak Saurfang says: First I’m going to apologize both for… I think the strategy I suggestd with you and Vaerux was an error on my part. Asking something of you that is not in your nature to do. Especially under these circumstances, so I am sorry. I am also sorry for the things I am about to say. How do you think that went, Nyxxa? Honestly.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Things fell apart the moment she turned her attention to Levia. I was already upset going into it… and I was not ready to see her today. I thought I pulled myself together until she turned on Levia. There was nothing I could do. And I could not… I could not get myself to work the way I wanted. She knows how to hurt me. She has always known how to get me to do what she wants. Because back when we were friends… because I was so desperate for anything… I would let her. And now… Levia died. Because of that.
Arthak Saurfang says: Levia died because Caria went after her. There’s a fine difference. But a meaningful one.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I… I know. I know that Caria is ultimately the one that made that decision, and she is the one to blame, but there is a part of me that no matter what I do to pull it out says it’s my fault. No matter what I do I can’t make it go away. And I don’t know if it’s the curse or another scar someone left on me. But I can’t… I can’t get it to stop. It’s going to get quieter with time. As I process it. As I get farther away it’ll calm down, but its very loud right now. I just need to let it run its course and then it’ll be done.
Arthak Saurfang says: Until next time. Because there is going to be a next time, Nyxxa. Caria will do this exact thing next time. I’m not trying to hurt you… or make something already difficult for you more difficult. And I don’t have an answer. I have strategies to kill her, but… I am opting not to do the ones that come to mind. Instead I’m talking to you. My first instinct was to speak with Levia, Lantresor, other targets and make arrangements without your knowledge to bait her in the next time she appears.
Nyxxa’s mouth flapped, a horrified and borderline angry look on her face as she balled her fists.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: But you opted not to.
Arthak Saurfang says: I opted not to. For now. Caria is a problem we need to deal with. She needs to be dealt with and I am… that plan. That is not the person I want to be if I can help it, but given the stakes of this war, I am willing if I have to. But before that, I am talking to you. As I said, I don’t know the answers, but might I offer some things I have observed and thought in regards to all of this?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: …Of course. Always.
Arthak Saurfang says: Okay. I know you say you can, Nyxxa. I think when you say that you can handle it when someone you care about dies, you can. But you don’t know how to let people go. I think if we had lost Levia today, it would have broken you, but I do believe you would have healed. But Caria… I have a theory. You don’t know Nhemai’s history. So I guess this is a question for Vaerux… Did Nhemai have family? Blood family?
There was a long silence in Nyxxa’s mind, and it was obvious he had been listening, but he was quiet.
Vaerux says [telepathically]: What’s it to him?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: He asks what’s it to you.
Arthak Saurfang says: Okay. He knows. He knows what I mean. And I think that’s an answer enough. That’s a no, I think.
Vaerux chuffed in Nyxxa’s mind, which was as much a confirmation. Nyxxa winced.
Arthak Saurfang says: When you told me how Nhemai became Nyxxa… I don’t think Vaerux told you… I think he still left some things out.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Wouldn’t be surprising.
Arthak Saurfang says: Perhaps… I think you became a satyr in part because whoever Vaerux was to Nhemai was more than just a commanding officer and a mentor. The part that bothered me when I heard that story… I have served under other’s command. I’ve been given orders. But I thought about who could convince me to become a fel orc, and that is a small and very specific list. I would trust my uncle. I would trust Lantresor. Not many more.
Vaerux says [telepathically]: None of this is his business.
Nyxxa was quiet for a long moment.
Vaerux says [telepathically]: He doesn’t know you. He doesn’t know me.
Arthak Saurfang says: Whoever he was, he was someone you trusted enough to make that leap when he said that was the only way. You were someone he sought out for this. I don’t think he could let you go either. I think you’re the same in that. I think you consumed Vaerux in part because you couldn’t let him go.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I don’t know… I don’t remember. I can’t…
Arthak Saurfang says: I’m not asking you to remember. But think about it. It is not that different from Caria. She refuses to let you go, and I don’t think you know how to let her go either.
Vaerux says [telepathically]: So now he’s comparing this to Caria of all people? You don’t have to listen to this, Nyxxa.
It was plain that Nyxxa was fighting the assessment. She didn’t want to process it, even though there had been clear inklings that she hadn’t wanted to believe.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I… I can’t let her go because I… I should have done better. I know that she made her decisions and that is what Illysana says, that I did everything I could, but I *still*... I loved her, and I still love her, and if she…
Nyxxa exhaled.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: But it was never enough. It was never going to be enough. I think I wished a part of it would be different, but it isn’t. And I… in spite of my better judgment, blame myself for what happened. With Vaerux… it was always because he was the one that did this to me. I don’t remember who he was to me before. I… I don’t… perhaps…
Nyxxa gripped at her head.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: There are way too many reasons why I can’t let him go, and I admit that, and even if I did now, I can’t. It’s over. It’s done. It doesn’t matter.
Arthak Saurfang says: It does. Because this informs a pattern. This is… whatever this is, and I don’t have an answer, I don’t know what all is inside you, I never knew Nhemai, I don’t know what the curse twists in you, but I see a pattern. And I think you are running away from it. And I think you find it easier to blame yourself and run away from it than to face it.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: So what do I do?
Arthak Saurfang says: I don’t have the answer. Unfortunately, that is something you need to discover. But, Nyxxa… beyond the fact that there is no reason for you to blame yourself, I would argue that you can’t. With what happened with Levia, with all the love and respect I have for you, Nyxxa, there are some things you are excellent at, but you are a terrible bodyguard. That is not your skillset. You can’t blame yourself for a task you are not suited to.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: But I can die so people won’t have to.
Arthak Saurfang says: Other people will still die. That won’t prevent anything. You are dead. If you are dead, Caria steps over your corpse and does what she was going to anyway. Your death only makes you irrelevant to their continued survival. You blaming yourself compromises your ability to fight and kill her before she does something else. You are a warrior, Nyxxa, not a bodyguard. If you can’t make peace with these things, then fight them. Just face it, whatever it is. I believe you’ll find an answer if you do.
It was clear there was a lot going on in Nyxxa’s head, and she had started to hyperventilate.
Arthak Saurfang says: Nyxxa. Take a breath. Use the pipe. Regulate your breathing.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I was just… supposed to be a body… that was all…
Nyxxa took a deep breath and collapsed against Arthak.
Arthak Saurfang says: Also. If you were just a body, you would not be the Illidari’s ambassador. You would not be Levia and Sol’s mother. You would not be my friend. You are the heart of this… I don’t know why I even call it a warband anymore, but you are its heart, Nyxxa. Where my ruthlessness has failed, your kindness and empathy have succeeded. You are a soldier and you are an ambassador, and you are a good friend. So, could you do me one favor? Stop hurting my friend.
Nyxxa looked up at Arthak with tears in her eyes.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I will try. I… I still don’t feel like I deserve any of that. It’s the same voice talking. But… I trust your judgment. And… is it okay if I use that as a crutch for now?
Arthak Saurfang says: Do as you will, Nyxxa. But don’t… this world is not about deserving. If there’s one thing we observed clearly, it’s that deserving has nothing to do with what happens to us. There is just what is. Whether or not you deserve this is irrelevant. You have this, and you have us. Accept what is. And if that means you need a crutch for now, then that is what is.
Nyxxa started to audibly weep and held onto Arthak tightly for a long while.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: You know… you’re better at hugs when you aren’t in armor.
She snuffled.
Arthak Saurfang says: Fair enough. There there.
He gently patted her horn, and eventually Nyxxa righted herself.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Thank you. I think I’ll have to do this a couple more times… but I think I needed to hear that.
Arthak Saurfang says: You’ll figure it out. I don’t know what it is, but you will.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: In spite of your flaws, Arthak, you are a great friend when you can be.
Arthak Saurfang says: When I can be.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: You’re also a scary motherfucker!
Arthak Saurfang says: I will accept both comments graciously.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I think I’m going to ask if I can dream Lantresor tonight. I think I need it.
Arthak Saurfang says: That seems like a good idea.
Meanwhile, Sol and Levia were chatting.
Sol'chi says: So. Feeling alright? Not sore or anything?
As he looked over to her, he caught her wince and grab at her side.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. Yeah. Just a little raw.
She channeled more healing magic into the wound.
Levia Blackflight says: Fuck. It’s fine, it just hurts if I move wrong. But it should be okay. I guess I can thank this weird ass magic for that too.
Sol'chi says: That’s good. I’m glad you’re okay. I can’t exactly bring you to an eredar restaurant, but maybe next time after I have the mansion available.
Levia Blackflight says: Don’t worry, I don’t think I have much of an appetite.
Sol'chi says: That’s fair given you got stabbed in the torso. Let me take a look to make sure your armor doesn’t require any critical repairs.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Sol took a look at the opening in the side and he used his magic to patch it.
Sol'chi says: How’d you live through that?
Levia Blackflight says: Oh. I’ve been toying with a few things. I discovered how to make soulstones. I talked to Nyxxa about it. You can make one for anyone technically. I was originally going to make one for her, or for you, but she convinced me to make it for myself. In retrospect… I’m glad she did.
Sol'chi says: Considering how crazy Caria is… yeah, she made the right suggestion. She’s going to regret coming after us.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. Now that I know her tricks, I won’t let her pull that again. But I’m going to set up another one to be safe.
Sol'chi says: Does it cost anything?
Levia produced a gemstone.
Levia Blackflight says: Takes one of these and it’s destroyed when it’s used, but it can last indefinitely. I can show you how to do it. I’m sure the idea is not something totally new to you, but I can show you how it works.
Sol'chi says: Maybe. I’m not totally… I don’t know if that’s best for me. Even if it would definitely help.
Levia shook her head.
Levia Blackflight says: That’s fine. If you change your mind, let me know.
Sol'chi says: Yeah. You gonna take care of yourself? You want to help me go through this artificer Arthak cut in half?
Levia Blackflight says: I should probably take it easy. But thanks for the offer.
Sol'chi says: Let me know if you need anything.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. Just keep an eye out for Nyx, okay?
Sol'chi says: Yeah. Love you sis. Take care.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah.
It was clear Levia was more shaken than she wanted to put on, and Sol turned to her and snagged her into a hug. Her wings flared in surprise, but then they relaxed, and Sol could tell she was shaking slightly.
Levia Blackflight says: Thanks Sol.
Sol'chi says: I can go through a dead man’s stuff whenever. Let's go relax.
Levia Blackflight says: Alright. You don’t need to twist my arm about it. That would hurt anyway.
Sol'chi says: Mm. I think you’re stronger than me.
Levia chuffed and they went off to chill as Levia slow-dosed healing magic into herself.
Meanwhile, Zar’Kaa had gone to speak with Zekhan, who was finishing up with helping around Bloodtotem with some healing and minor elemental magics.
Zekhan says: Hey. Zar’Kaa. I was just finishing up helping the people of the town. Um. Can I help you with something?
Zar'Kaa says: Well, as long as you’re not too busy, I… I guess we should talk.
Zekhan says: Yeah. Before we go… I’m not mad. I’m guessing what you said you wanted to talk about before was this business with the orcs’ warlock. With Gul’dan. Right?
Zar’Kaa nodded.
Zar'Kaa says: Would you care to walk with me?
Zekhan says: Yeah. Sure.
They set off, and Zar’Kaa walked in silence for a moment as he formulated his thoughts.
Zar'Kaa says: I… wish I could tell you that I was waiting just so I could speak to you and the crew together, but that wouldn’t be true. The true reason is that I was scared. The warlock. Gul’dan. He came to me in a dream spell. The same kind you set up for me and the chieftain. He enlightened me on some things. Or perhaps lied about some others. But he offered the chance to learn the fel from him. And at first I didn’t know what to make of it. This was the man we came here for above anyone else in the Legion… and I didn’t tell anyone. I didn’t tell anyone when it happened. This was right after Thunder Totem. So I’ve been carrying it for a bit, Zekhan. But I also decided to take him up on his offer. That was my choice.
Zekhan listened, and slowly tilted his head.
Zekhan says: Why did you listen to him? Why did you take him up on his offer?
Zar'Kaa says: Because I thought I could learn important information from him. Some intel he might let slip. To that end, I learned a few things I’ve been curious about. The Red Mist for one. But… I was also drawn in by the power. Zekhan… when we left home, I was strong enough for that. I was strong enough to help bring our people back. But this entirely new world? I don’t think I am strong enough for that. And I’ve been getting proven that time and time again. And I need to be. For you. For the Darkspear, and hell, I guess everyone else on the planet too. And I need to do it for me. I’m not going to pretend I’m not selfish. So those are all the reason.
Zekhan nodded.
Zekhan says: Zar’Kaa, I… I don’t think you need to do that. Who… who asked you to do that? To get stronger for them? The tribe? The world?
Zar’Kaa looked at him, confused.
Zar'Kaa says: No one asked me. I took it upon myself.
Zekhan says: That’s an awful heavy burden to take on yourself, Zar’Kaa.
Zar'Kaa says: Yeah, well, what else is new. Look, I’m not saying this because I want you to worry. I’m saying this because I should have told you, okay, and I didn’t. I should have told the rest of the crew as soon as I could. I screwed up. I’m sorry, Zekhan.
Zekhan nodded.
Zekhan says: Apology accepted, man. I’m glad to hear you say it. And… I’m sorry you had to carry this secret as long as you did. I don’t know what everyone else will say… I’m sure some might be afraid or worried…
Zar'Kaa says: Or they might cast me out.
Zekhan shook his head.
Zekhan says: Zar’Kaa, everyone makes mistakes. Nobody’s perfect.
Zar'Kaa says: No. But… but I made too many of them since we’ve been here, and I know that it has created some doubt amongst the crew. Heh. I appreciate that it doesn’t seem to have damaged your trust in me, but that’s not the way everyone feels, buddy. I did that. I did it by losing my cool. By trying to handle these things on my own. I did it by keeping secrets. So when I get the chance to tell the rest of the crew, and they tell me I’m no longer the captain and I can fuck off, that’s their choice, and it’ll be because of what I’ve done. And I have to live with that.
Zekhan says: You talk like you already think it’s a predestined outcome. Like that’s what’s going to happen.
Zar'Kaa says: It’s the way it’s always been! Always. I don’t expect you to understand because you haven’t lived my life. I don’t expect you to understand because it hasn’t happened to you.
Zekhan’s shoulders sank.
Zekhan says: I know. I know I’ll never understand your life, Zar’Kaa. I’ll never understand why you were ever treated the way you were. The things that have happened to you… the things that people would say and do to you just because of things you couldn’t control.
Zar’Kaa grimaced.
Zekhan says: I get that. But Zar’Kaa, it’s not fair. If I’m being honest, it’s not fair. I want to understand, man. I want to see the world like you do so I can help you! But you don’t… you don’t want to let anyone do that. Just because I can’t see the world like you do doesn’t mean I can’t help, you know?
Zar’Kaa nodded.
Zekhan says: I know you think I waste my time with my prayers to the loa and I know you think I’m a fool for trusting them… but the spirits have… in the small parts I’ve seen from their lives and the fragments of power they’ve shared with me… I’ve seen pain, and happiness. I know what it’s like to lose. I might not be a part of the tribe that hurt you, but I’m still your brother, Zar’Kaa. And… I wish you’d just…
Zar'Kaa says: Be… better, right?
Zekhan says: No! No! That’s not… Zar’Kaa, I don’t think you need to be better! What is better to you? It’s not just stronger, or faster, or smarter it’s… Zar’Kaa, I don’t think I’ve heard you…
He sighed.
Zekhan says: I’ve never heard you smile before. I want you to be able to be you. To not be this icon that you’re trying to turn yourself into. This captain… this boy who's been unfairly treated his whole life… I just want you to be you. Look. What do you want? Do *you* really want out of all this? This mission? These training sessions with Gul’dan? With the Reuniter and all this? Where do you want to be at the end of this? Tell me so I can help you get there. You said I was your friend, I want to do that for you.
Zar’Kaa cleared his throat, as he was starting to get a bit choked up. Zekhan’s eyes were also glassy.
Zar'Kaa says: Zekhan, I… I guess I didn’t consider you might care that much, and that’s not your fault, it’s mine. I guess I just… I want to be able to bring my people back. All of them. That’s how I want people to see me, you know? For a long time, as unrealistic as this is, I wanted to be the chieftain. And I know that’s not going to happen, but that is what I wanted. Because reaching those heights… maybe then I would finally feel like I am respected or that people give a damn about me or… that I’m safe. Alright? I don’t think I’ve ever told anyone that before.
Zekhan nodded.
Zar'Kaa says: I know it’s stupid, but it’s what I wanted for a long time. But…
Zekhan says: I don’t think it’s stupid to want to be loved and respected, Zar’Kaa.
Zar’Kaa rubbed one of his eyes.
Zar'Kaa says: For now… maybe I can just start by letting you and the others in. Hell, even as ridiculous as this might sound, even the warband wasn’t… they were kinder to me than I expected them to be.
Zekhan says: They’re good people. Troubled, but… who isn’t?
Zar’Kaa nodded.
Zar'Kaa says: I think I’ve avoided letting them in because they’ve all done terrible things and I was waiting for the other spear to drop. And I didn’t want us to be took, you know? But… we’ve been traveling with them long enough, and they haven’t tried to deceive us or make us do anything we can’t or shouldn’t do… the only one that’s caused problems is me. So… maybe I can start to mend those wounds I’ve created. I mean hell, if I can’t do that, I might as well quit being a doctor, right?
Zekhan chuckled.
Zekhan says: I think that’s a good place to start.
Zar'Kaa says: This isn’t an excuse, but… it’s not easy for me, Zekhan. But people before… it just went so wrong.
Zekhan says: That’s the funny thing about making friends, you know? It really is just opening up your heart and making yourself vulnerable to people who are strangers… who aren’t even family, you know? I get that. I lost my family… and sometimes it’s hard to do that, but… if you never do, well… a voyage can’t start until you kick off shore. You never know if a storm is coming, and that wrath can be unexpected. But we can always heal.
Zar'Kaa says: To be fair, you might know when it’s coming.
Zar’Kaa smirked.
Zar'Kaa says: But you speak wisely, Zekhan. Hell, you sound like master Gadran or master Bru’kan.
Zekhan rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
Zekhan says: I’m just a good listener. That’s all.
Zar'Kaa says: And a good friend. It goes without saying, but I don’t have biological family either.
Zar’Kaa put his hand on Zekhan’s shoulder.
Zar'Kaa says: But you’re my brother too. And I’m going to start acting more like it, okay?
Zekhan smiled at him and moved in for a hug. Zar’Kaa was stunned at first, but then returned the hug with force. When the pulled away, Zekhan put his hands on his shoulders.
Zar'Kaa says: Look at you, man? Making me tear up and shit.
Zekhan chuckled.
Zekhan says: I’ve been tearing up since this started, so I guess it’s only fair!
Zar’Kaa nodded.
Zar'Kaa says: Thanks for listening. And thanks for still being my crew and, more importantly, my friend.
Zekhan says: Yeah man.
Zekhan squeezed his shoulders.
Zekhan says: Sleep good.
Zar'Kaa says: Alright. I’ll see you tomorrow.
Zekhan smiled at him and then headed off. He kneeled down and placed a hand on the earth with a deep breath.
Zekhan says: Keep up the good work, Mama Lukou. Thanks.
He reached into a satchel and drew a small circle on the ground with herbs to present an offering to the loa of healing.
As Zar’Kaa walked back, he sensed Bru’kan walking next to him suddenly. He looked over at Zar’Kaa.
Bru'kan says: I hope you’re not thinking of replacing me with this Gul’dan fellow.
Zar'Kaa says: Well, I thought about it, but he can’t fit in the spear, so I guess I’m stuck with you.
Bru’kan chuckled.
Zar'Kaa says: I… never thanked you. For coming with me.
Bru'kan says: It’s the least I can do, son. I wish… I wish there was more I could do, but this was good. Maybe I should be thankful for this Gul’dan fellow helping you out of a rut. One I couldn’t even help you with, but here you are climbing out all by yourself.
Zar'Kaa says: Not by myself. We’ve all seen how that’s gone. We’ll talk some more some other time, but I didn’t want to go to bed without saying it.
Bru'kan says: I think hearing you say it, my boy. You know what else I like hearing you say?
Zar'Kaa says: What?
Bru'kan says: When you apologized to Zekhan. That was good.
Zar'Kaa says: Oh. I just… I guess I didn’t realize I had things to apologize for.
Bru'kan says: It can be easy to forget that. It can be easy to not realize the hand that wields the spear should sometimes forgive the hands for their calluses and their targets for their pain.
Zar'Kaa says: Or that everyone doesn’t need to bleed like I do.
Bru'kan says: Yet everyone bleeds.
Zar’Kaa nodded.
Bru'kan says: But that was good!
He pat Zar’Kaa on the shoulder.
Bru'kan says: Good first step!
Zar'Kaa says: Thanks, master.
Bru'kan says: On that note, I wanted to apologize to you.
Zar'Kaa says: For what?
Bru'kan says: For not doing something sooner. But you’re right. We can talk about more of this later. It’s getting late, and you have enough trouble getting a full night’s rest as it is!
Zar'Kaa says: Well yeah, you’re always bothering me.
Bru'kan says: I’ll bother you more if you don’t sleep!
Zar'Kaa says: Alright grandpa, I’ll do my best.
Bru’kan laughed as he faded away. Zar’Kaa spent some time getting some work done, but he did go to bed.
Rak’Symma had spent her time surveying the town and doing what she could to help as well as committing the tracks of the demons to memory. As she was examining a hoof print, she heard a voice behind her.
Feminine Voice says: Of all the things I would have expected to see, a harpy lending aid to my people was not among them.
Rak’Symma turned and saw Shara Bloodtotem. She had a cowl up over her head, and she had deep brown fur with wise, cunning, and intelligent eyes. She looked down at Symma.
Shara Bloodtotem says: But then again, I suppose you’ve been full of surprises since you were first seen in these lands. Aren’t you, Sky Friend?
Symma looked a tad nonplussed but she took a deep breath and stood up.
Shara Bloodtotem says: You are in no danger here. As my chieftain said, you and all the outsiders are to be treated as honored guests of the High Chieftain.
Rak'Symma says: I understand, and I am grateful.
Shara Bloodtotem says: Yet even I could sense clouds in your mind. An unspoken storm. You are dissatisfied with the events that transpired in the highlands.
Rak'Symma says: I was upset before we even came here.
Shara Bloodtotem says: Why is that?
Rak'Symma says: I won’t pretend I know everything about your people and your culture, but I do understand that yours is one who values strength and the proving of it. But for Torok to issue a challenge to Mayla for her to prove herself more than succeeding in the challenges set before her… that she had to prove her individual worth to Torok… I think it was cruel. And malicious.
Shara Bloodtotem says: Perhaps. And yet… the hunted beast would find cruelty in its death to the claws of a predator, yes? Yet the predator must eat. Cruelties are e necessity of this life, Sky Friend–
Rak'Symma says: Survival is a necessity. Cruelty is not.
Shara Bloodtotem says: What is survival to one may be cruelty to another. Would you have preferred that Torok took Mayla at her word, untested as she was?
Rak'Symma says: She was not untested by the time we came here.
Shara Bloodtotem says: Indeed! She had risen to the challenge, and even impressed the watanka themselves. That should be honored, and it was. She accepted Torok’s challenge. A challenge that was conquered.
Rak'Symma says: Because she had no other choice. I understand the merit in fighting to prove yourself better than most. But that is cruelty when it doesn’t need to be as hard as it was. I know that she is young. I know she was untested. But she just lost her father, and went through rigorous trials, and took out a threat that has plagued your lands, yet still she had to play your game. I understand your respect has been earned now, but it was still cruel.
Shara smiled.
Shara Bloodtotem says: I’m beginning to see more of the person you are. This is good. A bird does not deserve to be caged. And seeing your heart soar with rage is much better than to see it stewing in the ground. Perhaps you are right. Perhaps it was cruel. But I do not regret it. And neither does our chieftain. The Legion… the demonic forces… they had made first contact with us well before Torok had answered the former High Chieftain’s call. They have sought to use us since they first came to these isles. To tell it true, we in turn used Mayla. It is as you say. The trial was, in one essence, to rid ourselves of a problem. To remove any question in our minds or theirs in where our allegiance lies. Mayla is young. And she has only just lost her father. Younger even than my own son. I do not know if he would be able to rise to that challenge. I would like to believe he would. But that does not matter, for what does matter is that Mayla succeeded. Cruel though it may have been, those cruelties made her strong. Your rage is justified. And I would urge that you keep it. For there will be many more things in this world that will enrage you, I fear. Like I said, one such as you does not deserve to have their mind nor heart caged. That is what I believe, Sky Friend.
Rak'Symma says: I don’t mind the rage. I’ve had enough to keep the storm raging. But a storm can only spread so far. So if you mean what you say, and Mayla has played her role, I would like not to be angry with your people. I killed the Crawliac. I freed Ohn’ahra and set her back to the skies. I would like very much for the harpies to no longer fear being hunted here.
Shara Bloodtotem says: With a peal of thunder like yourself, perhaps that dream may someday become a reality. The chieftain and I… we will be going to Thunder Totem to answer the summons required. We will have time to speak more there. And… to meet whomever you have left in charge of what remains of the Crawliac. If that is something you’d be amenable to, of course. And if you fear retribution or deception… you need not. The Bloodtotem prize honesty to those we respect, and you, Sky Friend, are worthy of our respect. We will see to it that the proxies you have in the Crawliac will do the same.
Rak’Symma bowed slightly.
Rak'Symma says: That would be ideal. But I ask, going forward, is that you give them a bit of patience.
Shara chuckled.
Shara Bloodtotem says: We are not known for our patience.
Rak'Symma says: That much I have gleaned. They are afraid of you. You have cannons on your walls aimed at the peaks.
Shara Bloodtotem says: And even I can admit… that we may need to turn them elsewhere soon. But you honor me. To know that the harpies indeed fear us is quite the boast.
She smiled. Rak’Symma extended a claw, and they clasped hands. Shara went on her way, and Rak’Symma exhaled and deflated slightly.
That evening, Nyxxa caught Levia as she was meditating to create a new soulstone out of a piece of perfectly spherical onyx. A flickering flame of fel fire emerged from her chest and merged with the stone, which then plunked down into her lap.
She opened her eyes, and then noticed Nyxxa.
Levia Blackflight says: Oh. Hey Nyx.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I didn’t realize what the spell entailed… but I guess with the name.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. It’s weird to get used to, but I’m glad it works.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Yeah. I am too. How are you feeling?
Levia Blackflight says: Still sore. But luckily I should be fine before we see more action.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Does the spell take anything out of you? Well. It literally does. But you know what I mean.
Levia Blackflight says: I imagine as much as dying for a second will, yeah. But I’m okay. It’s a weird feeling to get used to when you first make one of these… but, I mean, once you get used to it, it’s not so bad. How are you after everything?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: better. Arthak spoke to me a bit. I have some things I need to work out.
Levia Blackflight says: yeah, don’t we all?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: But I’m glad you’re still here.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. Um. thanks, by the way.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: For what?
Levia Blackflight says: If I hadn’t listened to you in the first place… I guess Symma might have been able to bring me back, but…
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I just didn’t want anything to happen to you. Also, before running into both Zar’Kaa and Rak’Symma, you were our only option for that magic. So if something happened to you… well, practical reasons aside.
Levia Blackflight says: Well, I guess that’s why you’re here in the first place. So thanks.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Anytime.
Nyxxa went to sit next to Levia and laid her head against her shoulder.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I’m glad I met you. And I know Caria’s actions are her own, but I am sorry that her issues with me hurt you.
Levia shook her head.
Levia Blackflight says: I would never blame you for that, Nyx. She’s… she’s insane. And in her mad dash to do whatever she could to hurt you, the fact she’s going for me? Well, I guess i should be honored if I wasn’t so pissed. But that’s not your fault, that’s her fault.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I know. But still.
Levia Blackflight says: And now that we know more of what she’s capable of, we can be more careful next time.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Apparently… our general friend in the Nether is sending us something to help deal with her.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. We’ll have to see what that looks like.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I will be happy when all of this is over. But lets put Caria aside.
Levia Blackflight says: Yeah. I’ve had enough of her for one day.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I wanted to ask something… would it be okay if–
Levia Blackflight says: You want to see Lantresor?
Nyxxa blushed and Levia smirked as she popped open her spellbook.
Levia Blackflight says: Give me a second and I’ll have it for you.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Thank you.
Levia Blackflight says: I’m glad I met you too, by the way. That goes without saying, but it’s good to say it anyway.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I’m starting to think we were all guided together. Maybe someone out there is looking out for us.
Levia Blackflight says: If they are, they have a sick sense of humor.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Well… they probably have limited options.
Levia Blackflight says: Your guess is as good as mine. I was never pious before all this.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Either way, even if it’s coincidence I’m grateful.
Levia Blackflight says: Coincidence or no, it’s nice knowing there are people there for you.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Always. I love you, min’orna [little bird/lady bird].
Levia blushed.
Levia Blackflight says: You too, Nyx.
November 18th
The next day, the group awoke and were presented with a hearty breakfast that involved a great deal of fish and meat. It was very spiced. Torok mentioned to Symma that he was looking forward to seeing what sort of people she would trust to watch over Highmountain.
Zar'Kaa says: Chieftain.
Torok raised a brow at Zar’Kaa.
Zar'Kaa says: I reflected on our first conversation at Thunder Totem. I wanted to apologize.
Torok cocked his head to side, genuinely surprised.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Is that so?
Zar'Kaa says: I guess I was off-put by your demeanor. I assumed what you wanted instead of asking. I gave you suggestions that made sense in my head, but I didn’t bother to ask you whether you wanted them or needed them, so I gave you… well, I was going to say the wrong impression, but I guess it was more I showed my own inexperience. I’m not a chieftain. I’m new to the challenges of leadership. That’s not an excuse though. I need to be a better role model for my people and assuming that I know things about people I might find… off-putting or hard-headed or that I just don’t agree with… well had I taken that approach, I would have just caused more trouble. So. That’s my apology to you. You don’t have to accept it, but there it is.
Torok nodded.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Hmph. I have to say. That was the last thing I expected to come out of your mouth based on our last conversation.
Zar'Kaa says: A part of me did… well, a part of me considered saying something similar to last time, and I elected not to listen to that part of me this time.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Looks look like the High Chieftain isn’t the only one that’s grown over the last couple of weeks.
Zar'Kaa says: I wouldn’t go that far. Look, no one here needs me to smooth over troubled waters. At least as far as Highmountain’s concerned, that’s not my role. I’m not doing this on behalf of anyone. I’m doing this because I want to do better at understanding other people. And… because, given recent events, I now have something in common with your people.
Torok Bloodtotem says: What would that be?
Zar'Kaa says: I can wield chaos magic.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Alright outsider. I don’t have to, but I will accept your apology. Perhaps you caught me in a good mood.
Zar'Kaa says: Well. If there’s one thing I am good at, when I have a clear mind, it’s finding the opportune time to strike. Pardon the metaphor.
Torok chuckled.
Zar'Kaa says: If you would be amenable, maybe in the future there’s something I can learn from you about leadership and strength.
Torok looked Zar’Kaa up and down.
Torok Bloodtotem says: I wager there’s a great deal I can teach you, outsider. But whether I will or not… I suppose that will depend. We’ll have to see if you can find me in another good mood.
Zar'Kaa says: I hope I will. Beyond the new found magics, there were a few things you said before that rung true for me as well. I too have been wary of outsiders to my people in recent times. Maybe that isn’t right of me, but recently my people have undergone some changes and have had challenges. We’ve had to rely on the graciousness of outsiders to resolve those problems. And it’s never felt comfortable for me. So in that regard, I think I might understand your sentiment.
Torok nodded and then looked over at Mayla.
Torok Bloodtotem says: You certainly know how to find them, don’t you?
Mayla smirked.
Zar'Kaa says: I hope we can speak more later. For now we had best get ready, but thank you for giving me the time, Torok.
Torok Bloodtotem says: Yes. Perhaps it was good I didn’t throw you from Thunder Totem.
Zar'Kaa says: As fun as it would have been to make my way back, yeah, I suppose so.
Shortly after, Zar’Kaa approached Nyxxa as they were preparing to leave.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: That was good.
Zar'Kaa says: Oh. Yeah. I just… did some thinking and I thought it needed to be said.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I’m proud of you for apologizing. As much as that was owed, that man is a little difficult.
Zar’Kaa smirked.
Zar'Kaa says: Proud, huh?
Nyxxa smiled, genuinely.
Zar'Kaa says: Well, I guess you like to play mom with more than just your kids, huh?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Anyone who is willing to let me.
Zar’Kaa nodded.
Zar'Kaa says: You mind walking with me real quick?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Of course!
They strolled along for a bit.
Zar'Kaa says: I don’t want to intrude, but I could tell what happened yesterday was difficult. So I just wanted to see how you were doing, I guess.
Nyxxa sighed.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: It is… rough. I don’t think I had the chance to go over my history with Caria…
Zar'Kaa says: Is this a lost love or something else?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: That is… complicated. Less lost love… she and I knew each other in a time I was desperate for any affection, and she took advantage of that. That I couldn’t return feelings… she took that personally. It’s messy. There’s a lot I did wrong. But… what she is doing in response is not right.
Zar'Kaa says: If you mean whatever she shot at you and Levia, yeah, that’s not right. Like I said, I’m still… new to all this stuff. But I’m here, you know, even if that may not mean much.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: It does. And it honestly hurts more that the people around me have been drug into it. You included. I wish it was just between me and her, but it’s not going to be that way.
Zar'Kaa says: I’m fine. That bitch didn’t land a hand on me. But I know what you’re saying. If she had come for one of my people, I would imagine there would be no end to my desire for wrath. So in that sense, I get it. I don’t get it get it, but you know.
Nyxxa nodded. They fell into a contemplative silence.
Zar'Kaa says: They um… they made me leave, Nyxxa.
Nyxxa cocked her head to the side.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: What do you mean?
Zar'Kaa says: When I was younger, after my failure with the scouting party. After Bakaz and his people killed mine. My people made me leave.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Why?
Zar'Kaa says: They said it was my fault. They said that I shouldn’t have come back at all.
Zar’Kaa scrunched up his face.
Zar'Kaa says: That I should have died instead of them. Then they sent me away.
Nyxxa’s mouth had dropped open.
Zar'Kaa says: Then I stayed away for a long time. That’s why I am… afraid of what happens if I go home having failed again. That they’ll send me away, but for good this time. A true exile.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: They truly don’t deserve you. That is… that is…
Nyxxa grit her teeth.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: That is a consequence of war. Even if you did make mistakes, that is… I can’t understand why.
Nyxxa looked at Zar’Kaa’s spear.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Were you part of this!?
There was silence for a moment, but then Bru’kan did appear behind Zar’Kaa with an expression of sorrow.
Bru'kan says: It was not my voice that said it… but I did not stop them. Nor did anyone else. Not enough, at least.
Nyxxa looked at Bru’kan angrily.
Bru'kan says: If you are willing to let this old fool explain… I can tell you.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I think that is for him to decide, at this point.
She looked at Zar’Kaa.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: But if that is just one way you failed him…
Bru'kan says: Only one of many, I’m afraid.
Zar’Kaa put himself between Bru’kan and Nyxxa.
Zar'Kaa says: It started… fuck.
Zar’Kaa rubbed his temple.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: You don’t have to share if you aren’t comfortable. I’m sorry… I got…
Bru’kan put a hand on Zar’Kaa’s shoulder.
Bru'kan says: You don’t have to protect me, son. I deserve this and more.
Zar'Kaa says: You’re on the crew, master, so yes I do. Nyxxa…
He turned back to Nyxxa.
Zar'Kaa says: I was born with a title. It’s… something rarely given out, but when it is, it brings great shame and hostility to they who bear it. I was called a titi. In familiar tongues for you… it basically means cursed child. Growing up, it was just me. I didn’t have family. I just had the tribe. But I didn’t really have the tribe. Because of my title… I…
Zar’Kaa grimaced.
Zar'Kaa says: I was mistreated for most of my life because of it. I was weak and frail, and so they trained me and beat me down harder. I would cry a lot, and they would scold me or mock me. I would eat my meals alone and sleep alone. A lifetime of being treated like that before being sent away… yeah, that’s where the spear comes from.
Nyxxa’s hand had raised over her mouth, and her expression was one of deep sorrow.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: You’ve suffered so much… and to carry such a weight… already on the burden of leadership, I don’t know how you can handle it.
Zar’Kaa sighed.
Zar'Kaa says: I have to. I can’t be this weak, frail person. I have to be strong for myself and the crew.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: You’re not weak. You are strong.
Zar’Kaa shook his head.
Zar'Kaa says: Not strong enough.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: No one is! Everyone makes mistakes. And the thing I’ve learned about leadership by watching everyone else, is that you are always going to be wrong to someone. That’s just how it is. So to do that… to carry that for people who have hurt you far more than…
Nyxxa looked at Bru’kan and inhaled.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: if there’s anything that is making you weak, it’s the weight they put on you. Laying thing upon thing… things you were born with are no fault of your own, and then chiding you for the weakness they gave you… it is unforgivable they did that to you, and I’m so sorry.
Zar’Kaa shook his head in disbelief.
Zar'Kaa says: Nyxxa… I’m not telling you this because I want you to feel bad or pity me… you just… said you wanted to understand, so now you know.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I do. And I don’t pity you. I’m just angry. That anyone would do that to a child… it’s not right, and I hope you know that’s not right. I wish you had other options than to go back, but that is not my choice to make.
Bru'kan says: Not all the Darkspear are responsible for those sins.
Zar'Kaa says: He speaks truly.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Good.
Bru'kan says: Zekhan. Zuni. They’re good boys.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Good.
Nyxxa exhaled, genuinely glad to hear it.
Bru'kan says: During the war… and I don’t say this to make an excuse. Nothing I ever have done in regards to this boy is excusable. But our people were… cut in twain. That’s the biggest reason Zar’Kaa is out here wrangling out people. That war 20 years ago… Darkspear were at the heart of it. Entire generations cropped up not knowing the rest of their people were out there living other lives. Me and Zar’Kaa ended up in one half, Zuni and Zekhan… they were in the other. But the ones who were with… we were all hurting. Everyone. Everyone was hurting. We all lost so, so much during the war. And… Zar’Kaa, you were made to bear the brunt of it. All because of the actions of people who weren’t you. I could have stopped it. I could have stepped in and done something about it. Anything, really. Stopped people from throwing slings and curses your way, but I didn’t, because I was hurting too. And I can’t even face my boy… because I know I failed him. But more than that, I know I failed you, and nothing I can do can change that past, I know that. And I deserve every ounce of hatred that you can give. This is all I can do now. And that’s why I’m sorry. Because your life… you are not responsible for the lives that were taken in your name. I know that now, but I wish I did back then.
Zar’Kaa takes his spear in his hand.
Zar'Kaa says: Master… I don’t know if I can forgive you yet. I don’t know if I ever really will. But… if I can make apologies, I can accept them too. So I accept yours.
He put his hand on Bru’kan’s shoulder. In that moment, it was amazing how small Bru’kan could look in that moment. He looked up at Zar’Kaa with spectral tears in his eyes, but he offered a sad, sorrowful, mournful smile.
Zar'Kaa says: We will…
He wiped away some of his own tears.
Zar'Kaa says: Continue to work through this. But for Nyxxa’s sake… we should do this another time.
Bru’kan nodded.
Bru'kan says: I… I guess you’re right.
Bru’kan looked at Nyxxa.
Bru'kan says: I’m sorry that whatever respect you had for me was misplaced.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: That you actually understand what you did wrong is heartening. It’s not something I’ve come to expect.
Nyxxa offered a sad smile.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: If nothing else… I am also glad you are trying even now.
Bru'kan says: It can’t ever be enough. But it’s all I can do.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Every small bit is better than nothing, but that is for Zar’Kaa to decide.
Nyxxa looked at Zar’Kaa.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I’m sorry I lost my temper.
Zar'Kaa says: Told you before. I like seeing that side of you, as weird as that may sound. I’d rather you be more direct and express yourself like that.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: As it turns out, I too am getting over a similar fear instilled in me.
Zar’Kaa nodded.
Zar'Kaa says: Well… I’m not saying you need it, but… maybe I can help you with that now that I’m here.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Maybe we can both help each other.
Zar'Kaa says: Maybe. If I learn how to take the help. Bru’kan… you’ve said a lot and felt much today, and I thank you for it. Why don’t you take a rest? Captain’s orders.
Bru’kan nodded.
Bru'kan says: Maybe that’ll be for the best. As you said, captain.
Bru’kan’s image faded away.
Zar'Kaa says: I didn’t mean to put all that on you, I just never talk about this shit.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I asked to listen, and I understand how hard it is to talk about it. Do you feel like speaking about it puts that burden on someone else? Or is it another reason?
Zar'Kaa says: I guess it’s a burden to some, but the thing I worry about the most is that…
He rubbed his hands.
Zar'Kaa says: Someone’s just going to see me as that frail child again. And I can’t be seen like that again. I can’t.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: You’re not. You’ve grown up strong in spite of what they’ve done to you, not because of it.
Nyxxa put a hand on Zar’Kaa’s cheek, and he looked surprised.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Remember that.
A few tears trickled down Zar’Kaa’s cheek, and Nyxxa smiled warmly.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: If you need to talk more, I will be here.
Zar'Kaa says: Okay.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Do you want a hug?
Zar’Kaa sighed.
Zar'Kaa says: Yeah… I guess I fucking do.
They embrace.
Zar'Kaa says: It’s a good thing I’m taller, otherwise I’d poke you with my tusks.
Nyxxa chuckled.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: That would be fine.
Zar'Kaa says: You say that, but these are sharp.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Recall I have horns…
Her horns were bumping into his tusks.
Zar'Kaa says: Got me there!
Zar’Kaa pulled away.
Zar'Kaa says: Hopefully you see me a little now.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I do.
Zar’Kaa offered a small smile.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: And I think you’re doing amazing.
Zar'Kaa says: Not exactly true, but thanks.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Even a person doing amazingly can make mistakes.
Zar'Kaa says: Well, I have a talent for it. We should finish getting ready to go.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Of course. Thank you for sharing with me.
Zar'Kaa says: Thank you for not turning me away.
They started to head back to the others, and they parted ways to take care of the rest of their preparations. However, Nyxxa sensed someone behind her, and she looked back. She saw another troll. A new one. He was squating on a low stump, and he had dark blue or almost purple skin. He had a simple cloth on his waist, and no shirt, but he had a variety of necklaces, bones, and feathers around his neck.
His face was covered in a bright black and white skull makeup, and he had long hair in dark violet locks that fell freely around his head. He had a tall hat that had skulls on it.
Mysterious Troll says: Huh. Maybe this was a good idea. You think the old man would be ready to pass on after this?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Huh…
Mysterious Troll says: You can see me, right?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I can. Who are you?
Mysterious Troll says: Just a friend.
He was no ghost, but he was also not in the physical realm.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I… I wouldn’t know, I’m new to all this.
Mysterious Troll says: I didn’t think it would work, but it actually is. Hmph! Go figure.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: What? Did you send… did you send Bru’kan?
Mysterious Troll says: No no, he came himself. I went to bring him over when he died, but he didn’t want to go. Didn’t want to face his son. Pretty common. It happens.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: So that’s what he meant… I think I’m getting ahead of myself. What is happening?
Mysterious Troll says: We’re having a conversation between friends. We are friends right? I assumed.
Nyxxa was flabbergasted.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I’m a demon!?
Mysterious Troll says: Like that’s a deal breaker.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I suppose we can be friends, but I’m not smart. And there’s a lot of context to all this… I would appreciate some insight, I have no idea what is going on.
Mysterious Troll says: Right. Apologies. I was just making an observation. But keep up the good work, it seems the friendship is helping. And you drew those feelings out! It’ll be good for him. And the boy too. He really doesn’t like me, but I understand, given anything.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Wait… are you a loa?
Mysterious Troll says: Yes! Right, sorry, I figured that would be obvious.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Oh…
Nyxxa bowed.
Mysterious Troll says: Oh, you don’t need to worry about that. I should bow to you! Kind as you are.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Thank you, I… I just want to help.
Mysterious Troll says: That’s the mark of a good person as far as I’m concerned.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: If there’s something I can do, I want to, but he also doesn’t like it when I go behind his back to talk about him.
Mysterious Troll says: Yes yes, I guess that’s what we are doing.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: It is! And you tricked me into!
Mysterious Troll says: Right, you got me there. Alright, I won’t bother you or draw you into any more tricks accidentally.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I’m glad you’re looking out for him… even if he isn’t.
The troll smiled.
Mysterious Troll says: There’s a lot you can do for someone, even if they aren’t fond of you. Staying out of their way is one thing, or making sure they never see you.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I hope things will look up for him. But that’s the last I will say behind his back!
Mysterious Troll says: Right right, of course. I’ll be seeing you!
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I suppose so.
Nyxxa bowed, and the troll offered his hat in a similar bow, but when she looked up again he was gone. Nyxxa immediately went to go find Zekhan, quite frazzled.
Zekhan says: Are you okay, Nyxxa, you look like you saw a ghost? And not just Bru’kan.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: So. Question. Is there a loa that wears a hat like…
She conjured the top hat over her head.
Zekhan says: Where did this come from?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I just spoke to him.
Zekhan says: Wait. Like… here!?
Nyxxa nodded. Zekhan’s eyes widened.
Zekhan says: What!? What did he look like!?
Nyxxa described the loa.
Zekhan says: That’s Legba! Papa Legba! You spoke with the guardian of the crossroads!
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: He ambushed me!
Zekhan says: Ambushed you? Like fight you? That doesn’t sound like…
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: No no, he’s… it seems he’s looking out for Zar’Kaa and Bru’kan, but given Zar’Kaa’s feelings he’s made himself distant.
Zekhan says: Holy shit! That’s… that’s… the craziest thing I’ve ever heard. And you just saw him!?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Yeah. I didn’t realize he was a loa at first. I... can’t believe it either.
Zekhan says: He was looking out for Bru’kan?
Nyxxa nodded, and she could see Zekhan considering.
Zekhan says: Papa Legba is a messenger of sorts. He’s one of the oldest and kindest of the loa. You can kind of think of him as the older brother of the ghede loa. You pray to him when you’re worried about people. When you’re hoping to send a message to the Other Side. He’s the one that watches over us, and it’s said he’s the one that helps bring us between Mueh’zala and Bwonsamdi. And he watches over children when they are first born.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I see…
Zekhan says: Make sure that they grow up strong…
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Do you have a thought?
Zekhan shook his head.
Zekhan says: I don’t know, but I think I need to go do an offering.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: What do you think is the best way to break this to Zar’Kaa?
Zekhan says: I wouldn’t mention it to him yet. Not to keep it a secret, but I don’t think it would help. There’s nothing to say. Besides, interactions with the loa are cryptic enough that it’s hard to say what he was trying to say.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Well… I’ll keep an eye out. I’ll let you know.
Zekhan says: Please do!
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Thank you.
Zekhan says: Wow, I’m still so… what was it like?
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: It was… I thought I was speaking with an ordinary troll until the situation sunk in.
Zekhan says: That sounds like Legba.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: I also said I was a demon and that didn’t matter.
Zekhan says: That also sounds like Legba. There are tales of children that were lost or alone, but they would find their way home with a man like that. He’s that kind of loa.
Nyxxa crossed her arms.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Gods do what they can with what tools they have available indeed…
Zekhan says: Well, I’m going to go do an offering to Papa Legba! But thank you for telling me, and for being kind to him.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Of course.
Zekhan hurried off to make an offering, leaving Nyxxa still somewhat stunned. Nyxxa got the sense that Legba gave the vibe of someone that was just… a normal, genuine guy. He also seemed to be fond of both Bru’kan and Zar’Kaa.
Symma had gone to speak with Mayla about the conversation she had with Shara earlier.
Rak'Symma says: I’ve been surprisingly well received, so that is interesting.
Mayla Highmountain says: Testament to the Bloodtotem’s word.
Rak'Symma says: Yeah, which makes me almost feel bad about this…
Mayla Highmountain says: What’s that?
Rak'Symma says: Torok is coming back, and he will have things to answer for, and i don’t want you to vouch for or defend him when he does.
Mayla Highmountain says: Why’s that?
Rak'Symma says: Because everyone already knows him. There’s nothing you can say in his defense, except for this information that was also news to you. So just as we had to prove ourselves, so does he.
Mayla nodded.
Mayla Highmountain says: I can see the wisdom in it.
Rak'Symma says: it’s only my advice. You can rule yourself as you wish.
Mayla Highmountain says: I value it a great deal.
Rak'Symma says: The Bloodtotem gave us no quarter. I believe you should do the same.
Mayla Highmountain says: I believe answering his challenge in kind would be fair. I can make you this promise, Symma. I want to maintain peace in Highmountain. That is what I will vouch for. Nothing more, nothing less.
Rak'Symma says: That’s what I wish for too. But I don’t think Torok knows a hrd fight until he’s faced with it. So I would encourage you to let him fight this one on his own.
Mayla nodded.
Mayla Highmountain says: It’s hard to believe we’ve been able to come this far and get to this point in the first place. But… I agree. I think that we’re making a Highmountain that all of us can be proud of. If he can convince me to give him this chance, I have faith he’ll do it with everyone else. He doesn’t need my help.
Rak'Symma says: That is my hope. You’ve faced challenges plenty, now it’s his turn.
Mayla Highmountain says: And he should relish it! That’s the Bloodtotem way, after all.
The two of them laughed together.
The group gathered together with Torok, Shara, and a small honor guard, and they headed towards one of the many trees. Rak’Symma was able to open a doorway to Thunder Totem. When they stepped through, it was peaceful, and neither Rak’Symma nor Arthak felt any impending doom.
They headed to the hall of the chieftains and were reunited with Ebonhorn. Mayla ran forward and gave him a big, warm embrace. He returned the hug.
Ebonhorn says: It’s good to see everyone. And I received your friends, Rak’Symma. They kept me apprised of your safety every step of the way, and I am grateful for it.
He then approached and put his hands on Rak’Symma’s shoulders and pressed his forehead against her’s.
Ebonhorn says: Thank you for watching over her. She may have been able to do this without you, but with you, she has soared.
Ebonhorn looked to the rest.
Ebonhorn says: You’ve all had quite the tour of Highmountain.
Arthak Saurfang says: That we have. A productive one.
Ebonhorn says: So it seems. Thanks to dear Rak’Symma, I have been apprised of everything, including your victorious game of Eclipse against the Legion, and your opening volley of peace toward the drogbar. We’re keeping an eye out for envoys, but you’ll be pleased to know that according to reports, it seems like aggressions have dropped. Attacks and raids have slowed, which has caused no small amount of fear. Almost as if they are waiting for something. But any peace is a welcome peace, tenuous as it is. We may be able to end this war before it begins, and that’s all because of you.
Ebonhorn said they were all free to utilize Thunder Totem as they wished. He then said there was a representative he wanted to introduce them to, and he stepped aside, revealing a truly impressive-looking tauren warrior. He looked to be comparable in size to Torok, and he had various carvings in his horns.
Ebonhorn says: This is Oro Highmountain. A relative of Mayla’s.
Oro Highmountain says: It’s good to see you, Mayla.
Mayla Highmountain says: Uncle Oro! I didn’t expect to see you.
Oro Highmountain says: I thought it wise to ensure your safety. I’ll be here to watch over you. I know you’re a warrior all your own, but a High Chieftain deserves an honor guard worthy of her. If you’ll have me.
Mayla Highmountain says: Of course, war brave. I would be honored to have you at my side.
Oro then looked at the rest.
Oro Highmountain says: You must represent the Horde.
Zar'Kaa says: Well, some of us.
Oro Highmountain says: Well. Regardless, you have my thanks for looking out for Thunder Totem. I have been away for some time. I am only regretful I was unable to help defend it personally.
Mayla Highmountain says: Uncle Oro, aunt Kura just had a child.
Oro Highmountain says: Even so, I want to help my people.
Mayla Highmountain says: You are allowed to be present for your family, uncle Oro!
Oro chuckled as Mayla grabbed his ear, and Oro said that he was there now, and the others could watch over Oro Jr. Ultimately securing the safety of Highmountain would ensure their safety as well, and he said that if anyone needed anything from him, they needed to only ask.
Ebonhorn says: I’m certain you have things to occupy yourselves with, but I have looked into a few matters. There was prior interest in the stories of An’she and Mu’sha. Seer Nara Ravenfether has returned to Thunder Totem. She is one of our most skilled seers. Should you wish to speak to her more, I’m certain she’d be willing. Additionally, if you want to discuss matters of our own naturalists, archdruid Gidra Treespeaker has also returned from her sojourn. You can find her in her grove off the northwestern mesa with her acolytes. When you find the thunderhorns, you found the right place. As far as more local concerns, Muirn and Ronos Ironhorn made their way here. They felt the tremors further south, and when we requested their expertise, they came to further examine the crystals that had appeared.
He explained that the Ironhorn were the most gifted smiths in Highmountain, and their skills with the gifts of the Earth Mother were nearly unmatched.
Zar’Kaa mentioned he had hoped to check in with the Unseen Path, and Ebonhorn confirmed the great eagles could easily ferry Zar’Kaa if he wished. Provided he could convince them.
A few days later, Navarrogg would arrive to inform the group that Dargrul wanted to speak in person at the neutral niffin village of Marl. However, Navarogg seemed hesitant, but she wanted to give the peace a chance.
In the calm that followed, Nyxxa handed out her gifts she had made: hair sticks for Thisalee, Mayla, and Ebonhorn. Thisalee was very excited because hers was a crow like her last name, and Mayla was amazed that Nyxxa had made it herself. She promised Nyxxa she would treasure it for all her days. Ebonhorn said that Nyxxa hadn’t needed to make anything for him, but she said she wanted to, and Ebonhorn was quite dumbfounded. But he also admitted he had been preparing gifts for her and her companions before they left Highmountain entirely.
Nyxxa then presented Rak’Symma with a small wooden raven after Nyxxa explained it’s a ritual she liked to do, and normally she did hair sticks, but Symma’s hair was ultimately not suited for them. Nyxxa explained it was an instrument, and you would run a stick down the back to make the raven croak.
Symma stared at it, before looking at Nyxxa as she put the raven in Symma’s claws. Symma looked wide-eyed.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: It’s yours to do with what you want…
Symma blinked and took up the stick in one claw to tap the raven, but then she ran it down the back of the figure. It made a raven-like croak. She stared at it longer.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Are you alright?
Rak'Symma says: It… um…
Her voice cracked. She put on her best face and smiled.
Rak'Symma says: It’s beautiful… thank you… but… our journey doesn’t end here together.
Zar'Kaa says: You’re coming with us?
Rak'Symma says: It’s not much of a gift, but if that’s alright, yes.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: Of course.
Zar'Kaa says: We’d be fools to turn your help down. Besides, these isles are your home. Makes sense you’d want to defend them.
Sol'chi says: Yup. Definitely terrible, someone I like will hang around.
Levia Blackflight says: We tend to have that influence on people. We run into them and they stick around. We’re that fun.
Zar'Kaa says: Don’t remind me.
Rak'Symma says: Well. To be honest, I am using you.
Levia Blackflight says: Don’t threaten me with a good time.
Zar'Kaa says: Yeah, I’m using you too. I can’t talk to those eagles myself.
Nyxxa Murkthorn says: We’re helping each other. That’s the difference. You have a good heart, Rak’Symma, that we’ve seen.
Zekhan says: Yeah. It’s what friends do!
Rexxar grunted in acknowledgement.
Rexxar says: Good. Nisha would have been upset had you stayed behind.
Rak'Symma says: We can’t have that, can we?
Rexxar offered a small smile.
Rak'Symma says: I do have one more favor… I have nowhere to put this… so if any of you could fashion a bag?
Arthak Saurfang says: I can.
Rak'Symma says: Thank you.
