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Check it out [url=https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B2XYVYHC]HERE![/url]\n\nRare appearance of a non-OC from Warcraft. I found out about him in passing, and I wanted Lyrah to get to meet him without needing to seek him out, so this seemed like a fitting way to do it. Perhaps she can take a bit from what he has to say.\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Blizzard owns races/classes/setting, all fiction, characters mine, etc.  Consider checking out my Linktree to see where else I'm active, or if you're feeling generous I suppose!

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Rare appearance of a non-OC from Warcraft.  I found out about him in passing, and I wanted Lyrah to get to meet him without needing to seek him out, so this seemed like a fitting way to do it.  Perhaps she can take a bit from what he has to say.

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "<156>\n\n\tA few minutes later, the troll returned, this time accompanied by an exceptionally short, female orc. “Drenan, dis be Groa Armbreaker. I got permission ta summon her from Orgrimmar. She can go wit’ ya wherever ya goin’, until ya wife wakes up again.”\n\n\tGroa looked down at Lyrah, then up at Drenan, then back to the troll. “You can go now. I can handle this.” The troll bowed and left, then she turned back to Drenan and placed her hands on her rather wide hips. Long, jet black hair was streaked with silver and fell wildly down her back, laced with various ancestral beads. Piercing yellow eyes struck Drenan deep, despite the fact that the orc was a little over half as tall as he was. “Well? Where are we headed?”\n\n\tDrenan grimaced. “Are you not concerned about-”\n\n\t“She’s fine, we’ll feed her when we’re at whatever place you’re in such a hurry to get to. The sooner we settle, the better,” she grunted matter-of-factly.\n\n\tHer intensity appeared to temper the enraged bull a bit. “Talador.”\n\n\tGroa turned to leave. “Then let’s get moving. We can get a flight-”\n\n\t“Flights make Lyrah sick right now.”\n\n\tShe glanced back over her shoulder. “Then it’s a good thing she’s unconscious then, isn’t it?” Groa returned in an almost mocking fashion. “C’mon, time’s wasting.”\n\n\tDrenan furrowed his brow in frustration, but he at least had enough sense to know she wasn’t wrong. He gently pulled the sleeping Lyrah back into his arms, whispering into her ear as he left the tent.\n\n* * * * *\n\n\tAs Lyrah walked, a shadow passed overhead. She looked up to see the underside of a wyvern with a hoof dangling down either side, and a second pair of hooves off its right flank. She knew immediately that it was her father and her own, unconscious body, and Lyrah had to fight hard not to call out to him, knowing he wouldn’t hear her anyway.\n\n\tOccasionally she’d pass by the spirit of a deceased creature, but none of them seemed to pay her any mind. It was rather tranquil, actually, and Lyrah quickly adjusted to her nudity and unusual state. In a way, it was strangely energizing, and she soon found herself trotting, and even occasionally running, just to feel the air rush around her spirit. “Maybe I should come here more often,” she mused to herself, particularly when her urge to jump sent her floating far into the sky, as if she were weightless… which, technically, she was. It only took a single thought for her to hover in midair and gaze at the land outstretched below her. Much of it was still broken, but there were signs of healing all around her.\n\n\tA sudden screech broke her from her reverie, and she spun to find a translucent owl gliding toward her. She squinted for a moment as the owl slowed its approach, then hovered in the air in front of her, tilting its head. “... Kacheya?” The beast screeched in acknowledgement, and a wide smile appeared on Lyrah’s face. “Ah! Someone friendly! Thank fuck. What’s going on here, girl? I don’t understand. I don’t know where to go, what to do… Magatha must’ve just thrown me in here. What the hell!?”\n\n\tThe owl made a series of unusual noises and clicks. Lyrah’s look of confusion silenced the owl, however, and with a few more hoots she began to soar toward the north. With but a thought, Lyrah was able to float through the air as well, following Kacheya across Tanaan until they’d reached a massive crater among the higher peaks of the mountains. Streams of fel blood still trickled across the ground in patches. At the crater’s center, however, was a tauren’s spirit with his back turned toward Lyrah. Kacheya landed nimbly upon the bull’s shoulder, who then turned around to face Lyrah… and was also stark naked. “Lyrah Thunderspear, yes? I received a vision that you could use my guidance.”\n\n\tLyrah reflexively tried to cover herself, but with a sigh she gave up rather quickly. “How do you know who I am?”\n\n\t“Because we share blood… in a sense. Many call me Stormsong, but I was once Jevak Grimtotem.”\n\n\tThe breath caught in Lyrah’s throat. “Once? Why has Magatha brought me to you?”\n\n\tThe bull laughed deeply. “She had no hand in this. The spirits are guiding you, such as ‘Kacheya’, here. You and I are distant cousins, but we have never met. Perhaps that will change someday.”\n\n\t“So… you’re alive?”\n\n\t“Yes. I reside in Thunder Bluff for the time being, but I travel to Orgrimmar often.”\n\n\tLyrah’s eyes went wide. “I didn’t think the Grimtotem were allowed in Thunder Bluff anymore.”\n\n\t“Most are not. I defected from Magatha’s tribe and brought many with me a few years ago. Cairn’s death was a dishonorable one, and many of us tired of the ruthless, savage killing that the Grimtotems are taught from a young age.” His gaze hardened with residual anger. “It does not excuse those who I have killed, but I will fight until the end of my days to do what I can to make up for my sins.”\n\n\t“I had no idea,” Lyrah said, her mind reeling and forcing her to lean on her staff a bit. “If I had known-”\n\n\t“-then you would not be in the position you are in now,” Jevak finished for her. “The spirits have told me about you and your recent exploits. You lead an… interesting life, but I suppose you are just a renegade as much a renegade as I am, in your own way. But now you have sway over the remaining Grimtotems who did not defect.”\n\n\tThis caused Lyrah to tense up. “This feels like… you want to use me to turn them, too.”\n\n\tJevak shook his horned head fiercely. “No. You walk your own path, just as I have walked mine. Thus far, you have shown the Grimtotems that the old ways are not the only ways; something I discovered for myself long ago. I hold no sway over you, nor do I need to. Your spirit radiates with an aura unbefitting of the old Grimtotems, and [i]that[/i] is where your power lies.”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<156>

\tA few minutes later, the troll returned, this time accompanied by an exceptionally short, female orc.  “Drenan, dis be Groa Armbreaker.  I got permission ta summon her from Orgrimmar.  She can go wit’ ya wherever ya goin’, until ya wife wakes up again.”

\tGroa looked down at Lyrah, then up at Drenan, then back to the troll.  “You can go now.  I can handle this.”  The troll bowed and left, then she turned back to Drenan and placed her hands on her rather wide hips.  Long, jet black hair was streaked with silver and fell wildly down her back, laced with various ancestral beads.  Piercing yellow eyes struck Drenan deep, despite the fact that the orc was a little over half as tall as he was.  “Well?  Where are we headed?”

\tDrenan grimaced.  “Are you not concerned about-”

\t“She’s fine, we’ll feed her when we’re at whatever place you’re in such a hurry to get to.  The sooner we settle, the better,” she grunted matter-of-factly.

\tHer intensity appeared to temper the enraged bull a bit.  “Talador.”

\tGroa turned to leave.  “Then let’s get moving.  We can get a flight-”

\t“Flights make Lyrah sick right now.”

\tShe glanced back over her shoulder.  “Then it’s a good thing she’s unconscious then, isn’t it?” Groa returned in an almost mocking fashion.  “C’mon, time’s wasting.”

\tDrenan furrowed his brow in frustration, but he at least had enough sense to know she wasn’t wrong.  He gently pulled the sleeping Lyrah back into his arms, whispering into her ear as he left the tent.

* * * * *

\tAs Lyrah walked, a shadow passed overhead.  She looked up to see the underside of a wyvern with a hoof dangling down either side, and a second pair of hooves off its right flank.  She knew immediately that it was her father and her own, unconscious body, and Lyrah had to fight hard not to call out to him, knowing he wouldn’t hear her anyway.

\tOccasionally she’d pass by the spirit of a deceased creature, but none of them seemed to pay her any mind.  It was rather tranquil, actually, and Lyrah quickly adjusted to her nudity and unusual state.  In a way, it was strangely energizing, and she soon found herself trotting, and even occasionally running, just to feel the air rush around her spirit.  “Maybe I should come here more often,” she mused to herself, particularly when her urge to jump sent her floating far into the sky, as if she were weightless… which, technically, she was.  It only took a single thought for her to hover in midair and gaze at the land outstretched below her.  Much of it was still broken, but there were signs of healing all around her.

\tA sudden screech broke her from her reverie, and she spun to find a translucent owl gliding toward her.  She squinted for a moment as the owl slowed its approach, then hovered in the air in front of her, tilting its head.  “... Kacheya?”  The beast screeched in acknowledgement, and a wide smile appeared on Lyrah’s face.  “Ah!  Someone friendly!  Thank fuck.  What’s going on here, girl?  I don’t understand.  I don’t know where to go, what to do… Magatha must’ve just thrown me in here.  What the hell!?”

\tThe owl made a series of unusual noises and clicks.  Lyrah’s look of confusion silenced the owl, however, and with a few more hoots she began to soar toward the north.  With but a thought, Lyrah was able to float through the air as well, following Kacheya across Tanaan until they’d reached a massive crater among the higher peaks of the mountains.  Streams of fel blood still trickled across the ground in patches.  At the crater’s center, however, was a tauren’s spirit with his back turned toward Lyrah.  Kacheya landed nimbly upon the bull’s shoulder, who then turned around to face Lyrah… and was also stark naked.  “Lyrah Thunderspear, yes?  I received a vision that you could use my guidance.”

\tLyrah reflexively tried to cover herself, but with a sigh she gave up rather quickly.  “How do you know who I am?”

\t“Because we share blood… in a sense.  Many call me Stormsong, but I was once Jevak Grimtotem.”

\tThe breath caught in Lyrah’s throat.  “Once?  Why has Magatha brought me to you?”

\tThe bull laughed deeply.  “She had no hand in this.  The spirits are guiding you, such as ‘Kacheya’, here.  You and I are distant cousins, but we have never met.  Perhaps that will change someday.”

\t“So… you’re alive?”

\t“Yes.  I reside in Thunder Bluff for the time being, but I travel to Orgrimmar often.”

\tLyrah’s eyes went wide.  “I didn’t think the Grimtotem were allowed in Thunder Bluff anymore.”

\t“Most are not.  I defected from Magatha’s tribe and brought many with me a few years ago.  Cairn’s death was a dishonorable one, and many of us tired of the ruthless, savage killing that the Grimtotems are taught from a young age.”  His gaze hardened with residual anger.  “It does not excuse those who I have killed, but I will fight until the end of my days to do what I can to make up for my sins.”

\t“I had no idea,” Lyrah said, her mind reeling and forcing her to lean on her staff a bit.  “If I had known-”

\t“-then you would not be in the position you are in now,” Jevak finished for her.  “The spirits have told me about you and your recent exploits.  You lead an… interesting life, but I suppose you are just a renegade as much a renegade as I am, in your own way.  But now you have sway over the remaining Grimtotems who did not defect.”

\tThis caused Lyrah to tense up.  “This feels like… you want to use me to turn them, too.”

\tJevak shook his horned head fiercely.  “No.  You walk your own path, just as I have walked mine.  Thus far, you have shown the Grimtotems that the old ways are not the only ways; something I discovered for myself long ago.  I hold no sway over you, nor do I need to.  Your spirit radiates with an aura unbefitting of the old Grimtotems, and that is where your power lies.”
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