Appearing Characters: Ariok, Arthak Saurfang, Azgadaan, Azuka Stormbreaker, Eitrigg, Eralaz, Galforr Siegebreaker, Garrosh Hellscream, Go'el, Gramgun Laughingeye, Harkk, Jorin Deadeye, Levia Blackflight, Loryx, Nitrogg Thundertower, Nyxxa, Raluhi, Rexxar, Sadras, Sagaz, Shinfel Blightsworn, Thura Saurfang, Varok Saurfang
September 21st - October 11th
During one point, Nyxxa asks Levia to try and scry on Driana. As they watch the reflection in the mirror, it starts to darken and swirl, and then crackle with bright green light. It seems that the location of the other satyress was either inside or beyond the Disturbance.
Arthak returns to Gramgun’kur and finds they are quite busy with new arrivals and preparing the Summerfall and the crew that will be taking it. He finds Azuka without much problem, and she straightens upon seeing him.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Warchief. What brings you back?
Arthak Saurfang says: Just wanted to talk, if you had some time.
Azuka nods and then turns back to Hark, who would be captaining the Summerfall. Harkk gives Arthak a wordless nod as well before dispersing with his people and leaving Arthak and Azuka alone.
They walk amongst the roots together.
Arthak Saurfang says: How’s it coming?
Azuka Stormbreaker says: It’s… busy. There’s a lot. A lot of decisions. People are constantly asking me… things. It’s hard not to run off and not look back. But it’s not bad. Just a lot.
Arthak Saurfang says: Fair. Especially given, well… within a month of taking over we’ve discovered not one, but two spies.
Azuka sighs.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: You sure were popular.
Arthak Saurfang says: In a sense. I apologize for not doing more to ferret them out, but ancestors know where I would have found the time.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Before I might not have believed you, but I think I get it now. I’ve resolved to just keep an eye on the demon. For now it seems his master… could be useful. So alienating him doesn’t seem to be smart. As for the admiral, well, he can make up for his sins by making sure you come back in one piece.
Arthak Saurfang says: Makes sense to me.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Did you like the juggernaut?
Arthak Saurfang says: I did. It’s an excellent ship. I’m most impressed by getting it done without me noticing. It’s not exactly small.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Like you said. You’ve been busy. I’m glad it’s finished in time. I’m glad you’ll have it to help. Even if I don’t know much about… the sea.
Arthak Saurfang says: Neither do it. But that’s what I have Gramgun for.
Azuka offers a slight smile.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: How has it been being Warchief?
Arthak Saurfang says: better than I was expecting. Though I was expecting it to be a lot different. I expected to still be under Gul’dan’s thumb for a while.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Probably helps to have Go’el and Garrosh too.
Arthak Saurfang says: It does. And just imagine what would happen if I had held on to all that power?
Azuka Stormbreaker says: You already don’t sleep enough.
Arthak Saurfang says: How well have you been sleeping?
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Um… faster.
Arthak Saurfang says: Been eating enough?
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Been trying to. Sadras makes sure I don’t forget. It’s easy… to forget. It’s weird, for so long, feeding myself was my biggest concern. Fighting for the next meal. Now there’s so many things to do and focus on… something else that was so important can just slip your mind. And not just so you don’t think about it because you can’t… I can’t tell if I am disappointed or if I prefer it this way. I guess we’ll find out. For now it’s… it is. That’s what I’ve been trying to focus on, as strange as all of this is.
Arthak Saurfang says: It’s not going to get any less strange.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: No. Probably not. Though if I do find another spy looking for you in my clan, we’re probably going to need to have a bigger conversation.
Azuka offers another small smile.
Arthak Saurfang says: You’re doing well. I knew you would. But it’s good to say it.
Azuka looks down.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: I’m just… doing what you would do. Or what Sadras would do. What No’Rash would do. I just started.
Arthak Saurfang says: Well, with the exception of myself, you picked good influences to follow. You’ve just started, but you’ll continue to thrive.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Maybe you’re right. But not about everything.
Arthak Saurfang says: Never have been.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: You took me in. You forced me to be. You taught me a lot. You gave everyone a chance at all of this. You’re not a bad influence, Arthak. Far from it. Have you come up with a name for the ship?
Arthak grunts in thought.
Arthak Saurfang says: I was thinking about it, but then I got stabbed, so… not yet.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: That has a tendency to distract you.
Arthak Saurfang says: Not as often as you’d think. But this time… I’ll come up with something.
Azuka nods.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: I’ll make sure things are good here.
Arthak Saurfang says: I know you will.
Azuka stops and looks up at the tree.
Arthak Saurfang says: Are you sure you’ll be alright if we leave?
Azuka Stormbreaker says: I’ll have to be. I just… I just hope she comes back before then. So, I can thank her, at least.
Arthak Saurfang says: Maybe she will. And if she doesn’t, we could still try to conquer the continent until she gets here.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: I guess there’s always that.
They spend some time walking in companionable silence.
In the meanwhile, Azgadaan had found Sadras at Gramgun’kur as she was bustling around between training with Hardskin, tending to the wolves and beasts, and helping cover some additional duties for Azuka.
Sadras says: Azgadaan? What brings you here?
Azgadaan says: I wanted to ask you a favor.
Sadras says: What can I do for you?
Azgadaan says: I know you’re good with animals, and you’re very kind, and I would trust you to do this for me… We’re going on a very dangerous trip. More dangerous than Outland, probably, and to avoid scaring the shit out of him again, I would like you take care of him until I get back.
Sadras says: You’re… talking about the little… marsuul?
Azgadaan says: Yeah. His name is Ini. Could you take care of him while I’m away?
Sadras says: I could watch out for him, but I can’t help but think he may be happier with you… it’s largely your decision.
Azgadaan summons Ini, who sits up with his head cocked to the side. Azgadaan opts to send Ini, explaining he is going on a dangerous trip. He asks if Ini wants to come with him, or if he’d prefer staying with Sadras.
Azgadaan gets a projection of his thoughts back in turn, saying that he was alone for a long time and he had faced many dangers. He wasn’t afraid, but he doesn’t want to be alone again. Azgadaan hums in consideration.
Azgadaan says: I wanted to keep you out of danger…
Azgadaan sighs.
Azgadaan says: Sorry to have wasted your time, Sadras, it seems he doesn’t want to be alone.
Sadras smiles.
Sadras says: Sounds a lot like someone else I know.
Azgadaan says: Indeed.
Sadras says: He might be stubborn, but he just wants what’s best for you too. At the end of the day, it’s up to you. If you leave him behind, I’ll make sure he’s taken care of, but he’ll probably be worried sick until you get back. Do what feels right for you.
Azgadaan sends Ini again, explaining he won’t be alone if he stays with Sadras and Summerpaw. Ini makes a small gurgling purr, expressing that he wants Azgadaan to be safe too, and he wouldn’t be with him.
Azgadaan says: Sadras, I’m going to leave him here with you. How much does fish normally cost? Do you know?
Sadras says: Nothing. You just pull it out of the ocean?
Azgadaan gives her some money to take care of Ini.
Azgadaan says: I’ll leave Ini here with you until I come back.
Sadras says: I don’t think the payment is necessary, but sure, he’ll be safe.
Azgadaan says: Thank you. Make sure he gets some exercise. If given the chance he’ll just sit in the water and eat.
Sadras says: So, he’s like most animals?
Azgadaan says: Yeah.
Sadras says: Hey, Azgadaan, I know this won’t be easy, and I don’t know how you feel right now, but I want you to know there’s more people than just Ini waiting for you to come back safe, so take care of yourself too, alright? I don’t want to have to tell Ini you won’t come back. I don’t want to tell that to anyone.
Azgadaan says: I’ll be coming back. Besides, my father made it difficult for them to collect on the bounty seeing it’s only alive. I am happy to make things difficult.
Sadras says: Part of me wishes I could help you all out, but I need to make sure Azuka is safe and not alone with this. It’ll be good to be surrounded by the clan for a time.
Azgadaan says: Indeed. Also, might help out, Ini is good at sniffing out poisons. Might be useful with the assassins.
Sadras says: Most of those seem to be focused on Arthak. But I think I know a few things to keep them busy.
Azgadaan says: Indeed.
Azgadaan sends Ini explaining he’s being left in Sadras’s care, but she is also in Ini’s care, and he would be back. Ini’s ears droop, but he goes over to Sadras and climbs up on her shoulder.
Azgadaan says: I’m counting on you both to keep each other safe.
Sadras nods, and Ini makes a sad sound but nuzzles against Sadras.
Sadras says: This gives me more of a chance to figure out why demons are so crazy about cats… though you aren’t exactly a cat.
Ini gives Azgadaan another sad look as he and Sadras go off.
Later that evening, Arthak finds Sadras near the docks sitting on the side of the pier. There is splashing in the water, and Ini emerges with a fish in his mouth.
Sadras says: Arthak! Warchief, I mean.
Arthak Saurfang says: Arthak.
Sadras chuckles.
Sadras says: As you wish, warchief. What can I do for you, Arthak?
Arthak Saurfang says: Just came to check in before we go. It’s been busy. Busier than normal.
Sadras says: And normal is still pretty busy.
Sadras smiles and pats the side of the dock, and Arthak sits down next to her as the boards creak underneath him.
Sadras says: It’s crazy to think that just a few years ago… how different things were, and how much has changed between then and now.
Arthak Saurfang says: Takes me back. It feels… only half real sometimes. What was.
Sadras says: Yeah. Sometimes I still feel like Dotar is still alive, and other times I feel like it’s been a thousand years. I think both are right. It seems like just yesterday when you first came to the Frostwolves and I would just incessantly tease you… and at other times it seems like a lifetime.
Arthak Saurfang says: That I smell bad.
Sadras says: You still do!
Sadras elbows Arthak, who grunts.
Sadras says: That bad habit of yours hasn’t helped that any.
Arthak Saurfang says: Helps me think.
Sadras says: I guess there’s that. I’m proud of you, by the way.
Arthak Saurfang says: Thank you.
Sadras says: You did it. I know it’s not done, but that vision you shared… you’re making it. You’re building it with your own hands, and I’m really proud of you. I’m proud to be a part of it, in what little way I can, comparatively. I just want you to know that.
Arthak Saurfang says: I was going to ask you if it was… you put up a lot for that vision. I was going to ask if it was what you were hoping to see? What you helped me build.
Sadras leans back and looks up at the moons overhead.
Sadras says: I think it’s too early to say. It’s not what I thought it would be. But then again, what I thought it would be wasn’t… realistic? I don’t have a vision of things like you do. I see something and I do it. I guess I take after Summerpaw. Her ideal would be a warm summer field full of steaks. But we have to work for that. So… I guess yes and no? But what I can say, is I think it will be. For the first time in a long time, I can feel hope. Hope for our kind. Hope for our future. An end to wars… it didn’t seem possible before, but now? Now maybe. How about you? Is this what you imagined?
Arthak Saurfang says: The shape of it. A lot, yes. The Arsenal. The changes to the Horde. The direction we’re heading. That’s all what I imagined, yeah. Other things… not as much.
Sadras says: Like what?
Arthak Saurfang says: I felt like I would feel better afterwards. In the sense that I didn’t have to hide or work with the Legion. That I would be different. But I’m not. I’m still a schemer. I’m still ruthless. And not particularly good at kindness. I’m also realizing that those things are part of me, and there is a use for it.
Sadras says: I think you’re selling yourself short, Arthak. You’re not wrong about the things you said, but I think you have changed. Maybe not in who you are as a person, but in how you see yourself. I’ve noticed it in the way you’ve carried yourself, and the way you speak about yourself. You never would have been able to accept the things you just said or the things you saw within yourself, but now you can. You see those parts of yourself and recognize them as the dark side of the moon. You’re not afraid of it, you don’t hate it, you see it. Winter and summer. They both come and go, but they have to recognize the other exists. Because it doesn’t get to control all the seasons. That’s not how it works. But if the winter and summer fear each other, then there can be no harmony in spring and fall.
Arthak Saurfang says: You are right, and you are wise.
Sadras says: I’m just a good listener.
Arthak Saurfang says: Yes, you are. You always have been.
Sadras says: I don't know about always, but I’ll take your word for it.
Arthak Saurfang says: I think I just had some hope that I would be different in certain ways.
Sadras says: I’m not sure what ways you mean, but we never stop changing. Maybe once this is all done, truly done, once Gul’dan has been taken care of, once we can be safe. Maybe you’ll find you’ve changed again.
Arthak Saurfang says: Maybe so. And that is what it is. We also don’t choose how we change, so…
Sadras says: Sometimes I wish we could. But sometimes we don’t know what’s best for ourselves. Sometimes someone else has to pick that for us, be it the ancestors, fate, or our destiny.
Arthak Saurfang says: Are you going to be okay not coming with this time?
Sadras says: I will be. Though I will say I’m a little jealous not getting to be there for this. Not to mention, if Rexxar is going with you, I feel like I have a lot to learn, but that’s not say what I have to do here isn’t just as important. I think I have some growing of my own to do. I don’t know what that’s going to mean, but I’m excited to see it. I’m excited to see what Azuka can do. She’s been doing a wonderful job so far, and I’m glad to help her. And I know that Thura will look out for you and everyone else. As much as I would love to be there, you won’t need my help. How about this. Once we come out on the other end of this, lets see what kind of people we become. We can see if it’s still what you thought, or if there’s more surprises in store. That is if the warchief has time to spend chatting with a member of his old clan.
Arthak Saurfang says: Not just any member. An old and good friend.
Sadras looks down with a sad smile and nods.
Sadras says: You got me there.
Ini crawls up on the pier and shakes the water out of his fur before he goes over to Sadras and she scratches behind his fins.
Sadras says: I should make sure he and the rest of the beasts get some rest. But thank you, Arthak. This was nice.
Arthak Saurfang says: It was.
Sadras stands up, and Ini climbs up onto her shoulder. She looks at Arthak with a smile.
Sadras says: I’ll be there to see you off when it’s time to leave, but make sure you get some rest beforehand. Ancestors know you won’t be getting much when you get to the isles.
Arthak Saurfang says: Not before, during, or after. I’ll try though.
Sadras says: Take care, Arthak.
With one last smile, Sadras leaves Arthak at the pier and heads back into the village. After some contemplation, Arthak gets up.
Arthak Saurfang says: ...Didn’t change enough for a second chance.
He lights his cigar and goes off on his business.
Azgadaan opts to reach out to Raluhi via [Sending] asking if it was alright to dream him. There was no response immediately, but a bit later Raluhi expressed he didn’t know that Azgadaan was still alive. He asks Azgadaan to contact him in three days.
Azgadaan used dream to reach out to him at the appropriate time, and the dreamscape reveals itself to be a copy of his mansion. Raluhi looks around, rubbing his hands as he comes to terms with where he is.
Raluhi says: This is a different setting! I’m glad you’re safe, Azgadaan.
Azgadaan says: Thank you! I did die a bit, but I got better.
Raluhi says: I see… glad it was nothing serious.
Azgadaan says: A bit. I got disintegrated. The shivarra got me back. Now I have red eyes and red magic, but I’m figuring it out.
Raluhi’s mouth goes slack.
Raluhi says: I… see. I was going to ask about that. That does not sound… good, but I’m glad you’re here.
Azgadaan says: So am I. I have news, other than that.
Raluhi says: Can I… sit down perhaps? I feel like if that was not the only news to share, that may be smart.
Azgadaan says: Of course. Lets retire to the parlor.
They sit down on the couches in the parlor and Raluhi settles in.
Raluhi says: What… else did you have to share?
Azgadaan says: The Horde has split from the Legion. Recently. So we don’t have to pretend anymore. Which has been good. It’s felt very good. On the other hand, the Legion now knows we’re traitors, and my father has a very large bounty on my head. Alive.
Raluhi says: That sounds like the opposite of good, if you ask me.
Azgadaan says: In a way. I’m going to make it hard for anyone to take me.
Raluhi says: You should know better than to underestimate the forces of the Legion, Azgadaan.
Azgadaan says: I know. I say that for my benefit. I know it’ll be difficult. Very difficult. But what have you been up to?
Raluhi says: I’ve been keeping myself busy for the most part. Things are… complicated, at present. The things that have changed on this world have led to an unconventional situation. Not to mention the loss of Remnii and her friends still ripples through the lives of those I am currently living with. But… each day is a blessing. That is truly all I could ask for after so much loss. Azgadaan, you do know that your journey is not over?
Azgadaan says: I know. I know. It’s still going to be very difficult. But I will take what moments of levity I can. That’s one of the reasons I wanted to contact you. I have another thing that’s going on with me that I need some help with.
Raluhi sighs.
Raluhi says: What else is happening?
Azgadaan says: Well… I need to learn draenic so I can understand the information in the crystal chronicle. I’ve gotten a decent way through it. I can cast spells with the power of the Light? It’s strange.
Raluhi says: That sounds… incredibly unlikely. The chaotic magic that demons rely on is intrinsically opposed to the Light. Even as you’ve seen, members of the draenei who were subjected to fel energies often lose their abilities. Why it’s technically possible for the Light to grant such providence to anyone… that is… irregular, to say the least. From my knowledge at least.
Azgadaan says: Just the other day I helped save Arthak from an assassination using a potent healing spell.
Raluhi says: You don’t have normal days, do you?
Azgadaan says: No. I don’t think so. But I wanted to approach you in your capacity as a teacher…
Raluhi sighs heavily.
Raluhi says: Azgadaan… I don’t know how much I can help you. I… you need to understand, Azgadaan. Things are… different. Very different. I have a lot of things that I am responsible for right now. Amongst them… I do not know if it is a wise idea for me to be regularly consorting with…
Raluhi sighs again.
Raluhi says: Azgadaan, from what I have seen of the person I believe you to be, you are a good person. But you are still a demon. All it would take is one mistake, and your life and mine could be in danger as well as all of those I have relied on. Not to mention, with respect, I am very busy in the waking hours. Doing more in the scant hours when I can get some rest… teaching is not easy. You would deserve to be taught by someone who could dedicate themselves to the time. I want you to succeed, Azgadaan, but I don’t know if I am the one who can help you succeed. I hope you can understand.
Azgadaan says: I can. People have other obligations and trying to teach someone through this medium is difficult.
Raluhi says: Perhaps someday things will be different. And perhaps in those circumstances I could help you more.
Azgadaan says: I’d like that.
Raluhi says: Keep fighting. Keep learning. Keep growing.
Azgadaan says: Always the plan.
Raluhi says: Take care of yourself, Azgadaan.
Azgadaan says: You as well. And it was nice talking to you… without scaring you.
Raluhi says: At this point I’ve seen enough that this is somehow not the craziest thing I have seen. But that is not an invitation to try. Before you get any ideas. It may be some time before we speak again, Azgadaan. But until then, and I suppose now I can say this with the most honesty and clarity, krona ki cristorr.
Azgadaan echoes the sentiment, and with a gentle smile Raluhi gets up and heads out of the door of the parlor as the dream fades away.
Arthak heads off to find Jorin and he is able to locate him with the aid of some Bleeding Hollow scouts. Arthak finds Jorin fiddling with various implements and instruments.
Jorin Deadeye says: Warchief.
Arthak Saurfang says: Arthak.
Jorin Deadeye says: Arthak.
Arthak Saurfang says: I respect titles, but we’ve been through a fair bit at this point.
Jorin Deadeye says: Fair enough!
Jorin turns and looks at Arthak.
Jorin Deadeye says: You’re a busy man, Arthak, what business draws you to my doorstep?
Arthak Saurfang says: Unfinished business.
Jorin Deadeye says: of course. I wager you want to discuss what went down a few weeks ago.
Arthak Saurfang says: Oh. Um. With my memories? No, not that.
Jorin Deadeye says: What business are you referring to then?
Arthak Saurfang says: Garona.
Jorin Deadeye says: Ah, yes, the half-breed. I presume you heard what happened?
Arthak Saurfang says: Last I heard she was lost in the wake of Frostmourne. She slipped the chain.
Jorin Deadeye says: There was a lot of chaos. It was the least we could do to protect ourselves. In the commotion, she was separated. That is the story, at least.
Arthak Saurfang says: The story Garrosh heard.
Jorin Deadeye says: It is, and it’s not untrue.
Arthak Saurfang says: Is it the whole truth?
Jorin Deadeye says: Enough of it to matter and to get the point across. After all, there’s no way a woman such as she, or anyone really, would have been able to survive a situation like that. Hounded by the undead… least of all the vengeful spirit of the late Blackhand, Maim. Easier out of sight, and out of mind. What are you seeking precisely, Arthak?
Arthak Saurfang says: I wondered if you knew if she was still alive.
Jorin Deadeye says: Unfortunately the nature of the enchantment I placed upon her prevents myself from ascertaining such things. They had to be strong if they were going to mask her presence from Gul’dan and the geas. Her geas was stronger. Deeper. More entwined with her persona.
Arthak Saurfang says: he had more time to work on it.
Jorin Deadeye says: Much, much more time, unfortunately. Nevertheless, living or dead, she is beyond my reach. What do you think, Arthak? I know you didn’t know her personally, but do you think she’s still alive out there? Do you think she’d allow whatever dangers lurk in this world from stopping her?
Arthak Saurfang says: Death comes for everyone, Jorin. Including the competent. But I’d like to think she’s still alive.
Jorin Deadeye says: Then think that. Eventually you might be proven right. Or wrong. But between you and I, I hope that you are right.
Arthak Saurfang says: Well, as much of an answer as I could hope for.
Jorin Deadeye says: Though now you’ve piqued my curiosity, Arthak. Why the sudden interest?
Arthak Saurfang says: I had suspicions before. She infiltrated my warband for a time. Not long. We ended up talking. I didn’t know who I was talking to, truly, but the things she said, the things she asked… she deserved better, that’s all.
Jorin Deadeye says: On that, we agree.
Arthak Saurfang says: I wanted to help, but I was never quite in the right position to. Never there. After everything that happened with the geas and Gul’dan, I feel that keenly.
Jorin Deadeye says: Admirable. If the ancestors are kind, perhaps you’ll have the opportunity to have a follow up conversation. Though the ancestors are rarely kind, but they seem to have smiled upon us more than average. Maybe we’ll get lucky. Death does come for all of us, but rarely when we expect it. Lets hope she’s expecting to die many times over. I will try to see if I can hear about her. Nothing has come up. Though I’ve heard ruins of someone crossing the no man’s lands. A lone orc, though distant and inaccurate as they were… from several months back before it began to cool. It could have been anyone. But it could have been anyone.
Arthak Saurfang says: Her. Grom. Zagarra. Who knows.
Jorin Deadeye says: Who knows. If you see her before I do, if she is still alive, would you give her my regards?
Arthak Saurfang says: Of course.
Jorin Deadeye says: I’ll do the same for you, if you wish it.
Arthak Saurfang says: I would.
Jorin Deadeye says: Consider it done.
Arthak Saurfang says: And regarding my memories… well played.
Jorin smirks.
Jorin Deadeye says: Someone had to make sure you and Garrosh could get over your respective selves for a moment. If it had to be me, then I suppose it had to be me. Though truthfully, you are the one that gave me the idea. You do love having backup plans, after all.
Arthak Saurfang says: So I do.
Arthak grunts and Jorin chuckles.
Arthak Saurfang says: What do you think Dranosh would think with all this?
Jorin stops what he was doing.
Jorin Deadeye says: I think he’d be drinking still. And feasting. And sharing that with any orc that he could get his hands on. I think he’d be the first one to call you out on the things he didn’t think were just, and I think if you weren’t careful, the masses might have wanted to elevate him to warchief instead.
Arthak Saurfang says: If he had been alive, I would have made sure of it.
Jorin Deadeye says: I had a feeling.
Arthak Saurfang says: I would have made sure he didn’t have a choice.
Jorin chuckles again.
Jorin Deadeye says: I think he’d be proud, though.
Arthak Saurfang says: I am glad to hear that.
Jorin Deadeye says: He always knew you could do it, by the way. It… doesn’t matter what it is. Whatever you set your mind to. Be it building a blade or orchestrating a hostile takeover… or not so hostile takeover. He believed in you. I try to do what I can to follow in those very, very large footsteps. I think we all do.
Arthak Saurfang says: He would have gotten a great amount of amusement out of you outsmarting both me and Garrosh.
Jorin Deadeye says: Absolutely.
Arthak Saurfang says: Especially Garrosh.
Jorin Deadeye says: Especially Garrosh. The look on his face would have been priceless.
Arthak Saurfang says: Thank you, Jorin.
Jorin Deadeye says: Anytime, Arthak.
Arthak Saurfang says: I should go. But we should talk more. About him. And in general.
Jorin Deadeye says: I’d like that. I’ve never been the best conversationalist, but, I’d like that. Lok’tar, warchief.
Arthak Saurfang says: Lok’tar, chieftain. And you should know… anything happens to Garrosh or Go’el, you’re up next.
Jorin Deadeye says: I should make sure neither of them kick it while you’re gone. I don’t want to deal with that much responsibility.
Arthak Saurfang says: You don’t. And I won’t give you a choice.
Arthak chuffs and heads out as Jorin chuckles.
Arthak and Nyxxa spend some time walking among the roots of the tree.
Nyxxa says: I’ve been spending some time about what you said…
She gestures in the direction of the felblood mansion.
Nyxxa says: And you were right about me. I have certain weaknesses I can’t ignore anymore.
Arthak Saurfang says: Okay.
Nyxxa says: But… there were other things I wanted to talk about that we haven’t had the chance to. Like how long I’d been lying to you. About how many conversations we had where I watched you be so hard on yourself for the choice you thought you made… and I could say nothing.
Arthak Saurfang says: Exactly. You could say nothing. It would have defeated the point if I knew before it was time to know.
Nyxxa says: I wanted to comfort you, but I never had the words. Not without revealing everything. And as a result, I think there were a lot of times I couldn’t support you in the way you needed. Not only that, there’s the fact I could have focused my energy on protecting you instead of the other projects I did.
There is a silence.
Nyxxa says: I have a lot of regrets about how we’ve been. I want to be a friend to you, but I don’t think up until recently circumstances have allowed that as much as I’ve tried. As I said before, it’s hard to be friends with someone you have to lie to. I guess now you understand more of what I meant by that.
Arthak Saurfang says: Um… also, I was and still am friends with Shaspira. Nyxxa, it’s not like I didn’t know you were lying to me. I didn’t know about what, but for most of our friendship you have hidden things from me with my knowledge and my blessing. We had a job to do. That is what it is. That’s not a failure on your part, that’s you doing your job. If you had told me things that would have compromised what we were doing, it may have been better in the moment, but it may have cost us where we are now.
Nyxxa nods.
Nyxxa says: I still remember the conversation we had in the marsh, and one of my lingering thoughts is the way the things turned out, i felt bad you had to do that alone. I know I was helping you, but it was hard watching you hurt, Arthak.
Arthak Saurfang says: Sorry for that.
Nyxxa says: You have nothing to apologize for.
Arthak Saurfang says: Neither do you. You were in a situation that did not allow us to be or act the way we wanted to. If we had, it would have been irresponsible and would have caused greater harm.
Nyxxa says: Still, I didn’t want to leave it unsaid.
Arthak Saurfang says: I appreciate that.
Nyxxa says: Looking back again, I know you own the choices you make and will own the choices you continue to make, but if there’s anything I wish for you, it’s that you be less hard on yourself when you didn’t have much say in the choices you had to make. When it came down to it, you made sure your friends survived. I was so terrified that you were so convinced you made that choice that you would make it again. I’m glad you didn’t have to.
Arthak Saurfang says: Okay.
Nyxxa says: You know I worry about those things.
Arthak Saurfang says: I do. That’s Nyxxa. I have a proposal.
Nyxxa cocks her head.
Arthak Saurfang says: We share a tendency towards hating ourselves. Sometimes fairly, sometimes not. At this point, where we are, I think we can maybe both say that while that’s not easy to set aside, self-loathing is… energy best spent elsewhere. So I propose I agree to, without granting myself excuses, also appreciate my intentions and my end goals and what I want. And I propose you make the same agreement.
Nyxxa says: I think I can try to do that.
Arthak Saurfang says: Look, Nyxxa, the things I’ve talked to you about and pointed out. Your attachments. Your care. I never intended to say those were weaknesses. I don’t believe they are. They can be, under circumstances, but so can ruthlessness and pragmatism. But they are who you are.
Nyxxa smiles.
Nyxxa says: I know you never intended that. I was more worried they are poor traits for someone who is a shadow.
Arthak Saurfang says: You’re the one who elected yourself that role, Nyxxa.
Nyxxa says: That would have been the problem. I’m not that anymore.
Arthak Saurfang says: Then why apologize?
Nyxxa says: I constantly apologize. I constantly apologize because, as you said, all of this is a blessing. I just… I’m grateful I’ve been able to be this way because I ran into you and the others, and I was so convinced I was that person I used to be… I still have the habit of lying to myself, and I think I’m still torn between the person I was and the person I am. Trying to grapple with both. So I apologize. What else can I do?
Arthak Saurfang says: Maybe say thank you instead.
Nyxxa blinks.
Nyxxa says: It's really just that simple, isn’t it?
Nyxxa smiles and hugs Arthak.
Nyxxa says: Thank you, Arthak, for everything. For you and the others finding me in the snow. And for keeping me.
Arthak Saurfang says: Glad you’re here, Nyxxa.
Nyxxa says: And I’m so glad you’re free. Well, almost.
Arthak Saurfang says: Enough.
Nyxxa says: It’s a start.
Nyxxa withdraws, Arthak’s arms having not moved from his sides.
Nyxxa says: Sorry.
Arthak squints at her.
Nyxxa says: I shouldn’t do that without people’s permission.
Arthak Saurfang says: In general, correct. We’ve been through a lot at this point. You’re fine.
Nyxxa says: Thank you.
Arthak Saurfang says: Try not to blame yourself for things. Gramgun or Mindi or felbloods. Things happen.
Nyxxa says: I know. Honestly at this point I’m more embarrassed… I, uh… can I make a confession if you promise you won’t tell anyone?
Arthak Saurfang says: How… bad… is it?
Nyxxa says: Well…
Nyxxa blushes.
Nyxxa says: I had been subtly nudging Sadras towards Gramgun. Before all this. That’s mostly why I’m embarrassed.
Arthak Saurfang says: because he tried to kill me, kind of, and has been spying on me.
Nyxxa says: I thought it would be good for them… I should have told you sooner…
Arthak Saurfang says: Why would you tell me? Beyond the obvious, but I am neither Gramgun nor Sadras. It is not my business.
Nyxxa says: I still feel like I should have taken your feelings into consideration. It’s difficult, I know.
Arthak Saurfang says: No, it’s not. I have one feeling. I want her to be happy.
Nyxxa says: I do too, and I know you do…
Arthak Saurfang says: And that includes Gramgun.
Nyxxa says: He is admittedly on thin ice right now.
Arthak grunts.
Nyxxa says: But in certain moments they’ve expressed similar things, so I thought it would be worth it to nudge them together… but that’s on them.
Arthak Saurfang says: I’d say him coming with us will give him time to maybe get off of thin ice.
Nyxxa says: I told him already that the fact he stood by you in the end speaks well to his character.
Arthak Saurfang says: Also I recruited Nitrogg who did a similarly effective job of trying to kill me. A precedent has been established.
Nyxxa laughs.
Nyxxa says: it’s nice to be able to talk to you candidly.
Arthak Saurfang says: Likewise.
Nyxxa says: I’m looking forward to introducing you to my people. They are… nothing like me.
Arthak Saurfang says: No one is like you.
Nyxxa says: I may be the softest Illidari and the softest satyr… but that is something to address later.
Arthak Saurfang says: Not every problem is solved with hard edges.
Nyxxa says: You’ll see why it may be a problem. I have some stories to share on the way.
Arthak Saurfang says: Fair enough. They recruited you. They have known you longer than I have. I don’t… they probably know that you’re soft.
Nyxxa says: I suppose you’re right.
Nyxxa sighs and expresses they should enjoy the tree while they still can, and they start to climb the tree. However, Arthak realizes that if Gramgun gets with Sadras, Gramgun will never be able to look him in the eye again.
He starts to laugh.
October 12th
On the day of the launch, supplies and beasts are loaded onto the aptly named Second Chance juggernaut and the accompanying ships–the Summerfall and Rokara’s vessel.
The juggernaut is the last to actually weigh anchor.
It’s a cool, clear day. There are a few clouds in the sky and the sun occasionally peers through the clouds to shine beams of light down on the isle and the tree. Many of the crew of the juggernaut is made up of the Ironmarch, including Galforr and a few other representatives.
Many gather on the docks to see the ships off. A smaller vessel has also been assembled and crewed in order to deliver the prisoners to the blockade so that they may have safe passage.
Go’el and Garrosh step forward to see Arthak off, and Go’el places a hand on his shoulder.
Go'el says: May the winds carry you safely. I think we’ve done everything we can to prepare you. We’ll be waiting to hear as soon as we can, but the rest will be up to you.
Arthak Saurfang says: I’ll do my best to stay in contact until we enter the anomaly.
Go'el says: Likewise. We’ll try to get word to you if anything you need to know about happens.
Arthak Saurfang says: Appreciated.
Garrosh Hellscream says: Make sure you make them pay. Though I don’t need to remind you twice. Gul’dan escaped our grasp once, that won’t happen again.
Arthak Saurfang says: We’ll be thorough this time.
Garrosh Hellscream says: Good. Because if it happens again, I’ll have to take his head myself.
Garrosh reaches out to clasp Arthak’s hand.
Arthak Saurfang says: Don’t burn down our city while I’m gone.
Garrosh Hellscream says: It’s not very flammable.
Arthak Saurfang says: I have faith in you. Go’el, make sure it doesn’t burn down our city.
There are some laughs, and Garrosh rolls his eyes as Nyxxa runs up and hugs Go’el before he can even say a word.
Go’el wishes the rest of the group fair travels.
Go'el says: I’d say don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, but we all know that’s advice you won’t follow.
There is some more faint laughter as further good-byes are exchanged.
Rexxar had been largely keeping to himself, but he approaches Sadras.
Rexxar says: The beasts of this land will need to be taken care of. This Horde does not treat them the way they deserve. Make sure they are given everything they need in my absence.
Sadras nods.
Sadras says: I will, Rexxar. And thank you for everything you taught me. I feel like I’ve learned more while traveling together than I ever did while living in the wilds.
Rexxar says: That is doubtful, young wolf.
Rexxar pats Sadras on the head and turns to board the ship. Nyxxa and Sadras exchange their own goodbyes, and Nyxxa expresses she’s hoping to tell her own people about her adopted sister. They hug and Sadras presses her forehead against Nyxxa’s, telling each other to both watch over their respective charges.
Sadras also hugs Azgadaan, and Ini licks his cheek and gives him a small, pleading look, but Azgadaan scratches his head and tells him he needs to keep him safe. Sadras promises him she’ll ensure Ini stays safe.
Sadras looks at Arthak for a long while before she approaches and hugs him, placing her forehead against his.
Arthak Saurfang says: What else is there to say? Be well, Sadras.
Sadras says: You too, Arthak.
Sadras steps back into the crowd. Azuka, likewise, does her best to make eye contact with everyone leaving. Nyxxa asks her if she’s alright with a hug, which Azuka nods stiffly. Nyxxa gives her a quick hug, expressing she’ll miss her.
Azuka makes eye contact with Arthak and taps her fist against her chest twice.
Azuka Stormbreaker says: Lok’tar.
Arthak Saurfang says: Lok’tar.
Arthak returns the gesture. Azuka looks about as proud and determined as he had seen her before.
They overhear two Ironmarch guns trying to get Nitrogg off the vessel, as he had been trying to make as many final tweaks as he could. Finally, Nitrogg relents and takes one last look at the main canon before looking at Arthak.
Nitrogg Thundertower says: You’ll take good care of my baby, won’t you?
Arthak Saurfang says: We’ll see. I’ll try.
Nitrogg Thundertower says: You do not know how to console a grieving father!
He starts to laugh.
Nitrogg Thundertower says: But seriously, she’s ready to go.
Arthak Saurfang says: And I’ll be relying on you to build more.
Nitrogg Thundertower says: They’ll be ready. When you need them, they’ll be ready.
Arthak Saurfang says: That’s all I need.
Arthak and Nitrogg clasp arms, and Nitrogg pulls him into a strong hug with a quick bump on the forehead.
Nitrogg Thundertower says: If I can’t kill you, no one will.
Arthak looks at Gramgun, who chuckles nervously.
Nyxxa also tells Nitrogg to try and stay out of trouble, but he retorts he doesn’t make a habit out of lying to ladies, so he wouldn’t even humor it. Nyxxa sighs and punches him good-naturedly in the shoulder, and Nitrogg calls to Azgadaan that he’ll be relying on him to help ensure the ship comes back in one piece as well.
Eralaz and Loryx had come to see them off as well, and Eralaz offers a gift that he hopes would provide them with safe travels. He reveals a bright red leaf that was identical to the new ones growing on the tree in the Burnt Grove.
Eralaz says: As you sail away from our home, I thought it would be wise for us to give you the protections the Burnt Grove gave us. So that it may watch over your vessels and provide the guidance and wisdom we have had. It is a small token, but one I would hope would protect you all the same.
Arthak Saurfang says: This is a precious thing. You have my gratitude.
Arthak bows and offers him a final “lok’tar ogar”.
Sagaz is finishing up loading Halno’s belongings onto the ship and bids his own farewells as Shinfel waddles out of the crowd.
Shinfel Blightsworn says: You’re an attentive student, Sagaz. Thank you.
Sagaz says: … yeah. Thanks. I guess.
Shinfel smiles and looks over to Arthak.
Shinfel Blightsworn says: He’s a good boy.
Arthak Saurfang says: He is.
Shinfel Blightsworn says: I’m excited to be traveling with all of you. I hope we do not sink to the bottom of the ocean and drown. That would be unfortunate.
It’s unanimously agreed that would be unfortunate.
Arthak Saurfang says: I have faith in the makers of the craft.
Shinfel Blightsworn says: I don’t know who made it, so I do not have faith in them.
Arthak Saurfang says: Understandable.
Shinfel heads onto the ship and Thura reports that they had received word from the transport vehicle they are ready to depart whenever they are.
Varok steps forward, expressing he never liked goodbyes. Nor sailing on the ocean.
Arthak Saurfang says: We’ve never done anything like this together, have we?
Varok Saurfang says: No. But I’ll leave this to you and the other younger orcs. I would prefer to be brought on a campaign of peace, not of war.
Arthak Saurfang says: I’ll make sure it is.
Varok Saurfang says: I’ll hold you to that.
Arthak nods and they clasp arms.
Arthak Saurfang says: Be well, uncle.
Varok Saurfang says: Come back victorious. Emphasis on coming back.
Arthak Saurfang says: I will.
Eitrigg had been spending some time speaking with Galforr and Ariok, doting on the somewhat and reminding them of their duties, but then simultaneously Galforr and Ariok put hands on Eitrigg’s shoulders with a promise they will.
They bid farewell to head onto the boat as Eitrigg gives Arthak similar blessings and encouragement.
Eitrigg says: Fight well, Warchief. The Horde will be in good hands while you go and finish what your father started.
Arthak Saurfang says: I know.
Eitrigg salutes as the horns sound from the juggernaut, and everyone else going on the voyage climbs on board. They hear drumming as the anchor is weighed, and the many orcs gathered to watch the ships set sail pound their weapons and cheer.
The juggernaut begins to move. The sails unfurl in the wind, and the ship starts to ease from the dock into the bay. The vessel with the prisoners of war leads the way in front of the three larger ships.
They draw closer and closer to the blockade, and they hear the sounds of voices calling out as well as the sounds of bells as the vessel of prisoners reaches hailing distance. It moves adjacent to one of the Kul Tiran vessels, and the other three ships continue moving.
As the three orc ships get within canon distance, they watch as the three Kul Tiran vessels directly in front of them turn and row out of the way to provide an ample opening.
They can see some sailors on the Kul Tirans on the vessel that retrieved the prisoners embracing kin they had lost as well as strangers looking for guidance before another sailor gets them a water skin.
To the other side, they see the admiral of the ship. There is a saber at his hip, and a wide-brimmed hat. There is no kindness in his eyes, but no weapons are drawn, and the orcish ships pass as Arthak’s eyes lock with the captain’s.
They sail on.
And on.
Until the blockade is out of view and nothing remains but a blue highway, and another vessel–one of trollish origin. The one that Bakaz had promised.
Together, they sail.
Somewhere. Hundreds of miles away from here, the flat war-torn plains of the Eastweald and the remnants and guts of a hundred siege weapons lay as bones left to molder. A road that was once a busy highway through Lordaeron is now abandoned and instead watched by sentinel towers on either side. On one end, there is a great river–the bridge long since destroyed and replaced with a dwarvish mechanism with a crank–on the other side is an orcish stronghold that is watching the river and watching those on the other side.
It’s a no man’s land riddled with silence.
A single snowflake floats down from the gray clouds and lands on a breastplate that had been discarded by its owner. Others follow: the first snow of a long, long winter.
