08-25-2010, 07:25 PM
Memory One: The Beginning ... of a Nightmare.
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He'll show ... he promised he'd show up here. There isn't any reason why he wouldn't show ... the letter he gave me said he'd be here ... He'll be here ... right?
Rheina, a young woman in her early twenties, sat quietly in the depths of the Salty Sailor Tavern in the clutches of Booty Bay.
Why would she come to a wretched place like this, a woman as beautiful ... and as nervous as her?
The letter would forever be in Rheina's small leather pouch on her belt, for when she received the letter in Stormwind she packed her bags and headed for Booty Bay as quick as she could. She had to be there when he arrived from Northrend, she just had to be!
Two days had passed since Rheina arrived in Booty Bay, and all day she would sit in the corner of the Salty Sailor, with drinks of water and the occasional bread, and wait the day away. Now and then people of all races sat and spoke to her, but maybe her nervous and constant stuttering either annoyed or left them speechless, as the conversations were short. She learned of two names from the uncountable amount of people who spoke to her. Avenya and Gwen. Gwen was a Draenei woman, and Avenya was a Blood Elf woman.
To Rheina, it was as though Gwen's actions sapped all the emotion from her body, her face remained motionless the entire conversation. Each movement had purpose, had reason, had feeling, like it took all ounce of energy to accomplish such an act. She was rather kind to Rheina, but like the others, didn't stay long
Avenya was a very hearty and energectic Blood Elf, surprisingly friendly to Rheina. She and Gwen had shown Rheina the first signs of kindness in Booty Bay since she arrived. Though she too, left after a short while when a man, apparently the leader of her organisation, stepped in. Avenya muttered something about having him as her 'man.' And once again Rheina was left to herself.
He'll come ... he said he would ...
Another day, the due date! Rheina's heart constantly raced, the thought of being in her lover's arms again almost cried to her from the skies of heaven itself. Every moment she would stare out the window, watching ... waiting. Waiting for that fateful boat to pull up to Booty Bay, waiting for the cries of barking orders for the men to leave and resupply the ship. Waiting, for a rugged, tall handsome man donned in simple equipment to step off the boat, searching for her as desperately as she was for him. The day passed ... and no boat ... no barked orders ... no lover stepping off a boat ... only news of a terrible storm 20 miles off the coast of Booty Bay ...
He ... said to leave if he doesn't show ... but ... he said he'd be here ... he said he would ...
The next day, Rheina remained in the corner of the tavern, silent as death itself. Her head slumped and allowed her hair to cover her face. No one spoke to her ... save one person ...
The Unlikely Paladin's Plan.
http://www.conquestofthehorde.com/forum/...17&t=22365
Rheina watched the Draenei walk away from her before her glance slowly fell to the bag of coins in front of her. Shadovarn? Slaver?
Perhaps Rheina should return to Stormwind as her lover suggested. If he is indeed alive he would send another letter. She grabbed the pouch of coins, and decided to sleep. Her fateful day to return to Stormwind ... and rid Azeroth of a Slaver, would come tomorrow.
He said he'd be here ... He said he would ...
The next day, Rheina said farewell to Booty Bay after discovering that Shadovarn had left Booty Bay a few days earlier. Deciding that Karast would want her gold back, she traveled the path through Stranglethorn Vale alone ... until Karast stepped onto the road with a hand on her hip.
''Didn't take the bait I assume?'' Karast asked bluntly, to which Rheina slowly shook her head.
"H-he ... wasn't around." Rheina replied.
The two spoke for a few moments, before Rheina gave Karast back her pouch. With that, Karast offered to escort her out of Stranglethorn Vale, and took her as far as Sentinel Hill in Westfall before paying for a flight to Stormwind for her. Rheina would never forget her kindness ...
Stormwind, a few days later, a beautiful early morning sunrise. The suns rays glistening off the cobblestone pathway, reflecting gracefully off window's, and shown beauty on the waking gardens; Rheina basked in the peace of all it, sitting quietly beside the Canal hoping it would calm her mind. It didn't.
He said ... he'd be there ... why wasn't he there?
She was suddenly interupted when a man and Gnome male sat beside her. They spoke to her for quite some time. It was refreshing for Rheina, they seemed quite friendly, and joked with each other. The man had to go shortly, mentioning he had to take care of 'business' before the Gnome revealed his name as "Haim." He convinced Rheina to journey with him towards Goldshire. According to him, there was a festival happening just outside.
"I w-wasn't aware ... I h-haven't visited G-Goldshire for ... m-months" Rheina said as she followed. What transpired next, was the beginning ... of a nightmare.
Haim stopped dead in the depths of Elwynn Forest, and turned to Rheina with a devilish grin, his evil eyes pierced right through Rheina's. He began a relentless assualt against Rheina, who could do little to defend herself again him. The last thing of the fight she remembers is desperately throwing a shield created from holy magic over herself. It proved fruitless as the force from the little warlock's attack sent her flying into a tree, crashing into it with a heavy thudd. She blacked out before she hit the ground ...
Why wasn't he there ... ?
When Rheina woke, her eyes fluttering open, she stared up at a dead roof. That was the best word for Rheina to describe it. It was black, old, green fog seeped through the cracks, and a spider skittered across the roof top. She'd been kidnapped!?
"Mmmmnn!" the girl tried to scream, realising she had a very tight linen gag stuffed roughly in her mouth. She looked around, her chest heaving up and down quickly with terror and fear as she discovered she was chained to a sort of lab bench. To the side, the small warlock watched with a grin.
"I have a gift for you" the gnome said as he raised a needle full of thick fel blood. With no mercy, he jabbed it into Rheina's neck, allowing the blood to separate and spread through Rheina's system. She was powerless to stop him, and watched him walk out. The blood ... she could feel it slowly making it's way through her body. Slowly, it sent shivers down her spine, until shivering turned to itchiness ...
Itchiness ... turned to Aggitation ...
Aggitation ... turned into unbearable pain
Rheina flailed, her muffled screams of pain barely heard. The pain was so fierce, so ferocious, that Rheina quickly passed out, her heavily shut eyes twitched wildy, and her body shivered, desperately trying to shake the pain ...
So here lies Rheina, kidnapped by the Circus Heretics.
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End of Memory One
Will write her next memory to bring people up to speed when I have time. Thank you for reading <3
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He'll show ... he promised he'd show up here. There isn't any reason why he wouldn't show ... the letter he gave me said he'd be here ... He'll be here ... right?
Rheina, a young woman in her early twenties, sat quietly in the depths of the Salty Sailor Tavern in the clutches of Booty Bay.
Why would she come to a wretched place like this, a woman as beautiful ... and as nervous as her?
Spoiler:
Rheina my love,
Our fights in Northrend are hard and bloody, but the thought of embracing you in my broken arms after the war is over brings me comfort. I cannot wait for us to walk hand in hand once again and bask in the beauty of Stormwind, as well as the beauty of my future wife. Your beauty is intoxicating my love, like an endless valley swept by the blossoming of elegant roses and the gentle song of birds you stood before me that fateful day in Stormwind. I will always love you, no one can take that away from me. I may lose limps out here, my face broken, but my heart will never stop beating as long as you are alive and well. I may see your face again soon, if you're willing to do this for me.
Our regiment is heading back to Booty Bay on Tuesday to resupply. I hope to find you there, so that I may strengthen my memories of your beauty for when I return to Northrend. My love, if I do not arrive on the due day, return to Stormwind as quickly as possible. I wish naught to happen to you should the swine's in Booty Bay try to harm you.
Please be there.
Your love xxxxx
*A very small spot of blood stains underneath the words*
Our fights in Northrend are hard and bloody, but the thought of embracing you in my broken arms after the war is over brings me comfort. I cannot wait for us to walk hand in hand once again and bask in the beauty of Stormwind, as well as the beauty of my future wife. Your beauty is intoxicating my love, like an endless valley swept by the blossoming of elegant roses and the gentle song of birds you stood before me that fateful day in Stormwind. I will always love you, no one can take that away from me. I may lose limps out here, my face broken, but my heart will never stop beating as long as you are alive and well. I may see your face again soon, if you're willing to do this for me.
Our regiment is heading back to Booty Bay on Tuesday to resupply. I hope to find you there, so that I may strengthen my memories of your beauty for when I return to Northrend. My love, if I do not arrive on the due day, return to Stormwind as quickly as possible. I wish naught to happen to you should the swine's in Booty Bay try to harm you.
Please be there.
Your love xxxxx
*A very small spot of blood stains underneath the words*
The letter would forever be in Rheina's small leather pouch on her belt, for when she received the letter in Stormwind she packed her bags and headed for Booty Bay as quick as she could. She had to be there when he arrived from Northrend, she just had to be!
Two days had passed since Rheina arrived in Booty Bay, and all day she would sit in the corner of the Salty Sailor, with drinks of water and the occasional bread, and wait the day away. Now and then people of all races sat and spoke to her, but maybe her nervous and constant stuttering either annoyed or left them speechless, as the conversations were short. She learned of two names from the uncountable amount of people who spoke to her. Avenya and Gwen. Gwen was a Draenei woman, and Avenya was a Blood Elf woman.
To Rheina, it was as though Gwen's actions sapped all the emotion from her body, her face remained motionless the entire conversation. Each movement had purpose, had reason, had feeling, like it took all ounce of energy to accomplish such an act. She was rather kind to Rheina, but like the others, didn't stay long
Avenya was a very hearty and energectic Blood Elf, surprisingly friendly to Rheina. She and Gwen had shown Rheina the first signs of kindness in Booty Bay since she arrived. Though she too, left after a short while when a man, apparently the leader of her organisation, stepped in. Avenya muttered something about having him as her 'man.' And once again Rheina was left to herself.
He'll come ... he said he would ...
Another day, the due date! Rheina's heart constantly raced, the thought of being in her lover's arms again almost cried to her from the skies of heaven itself. Every moment she would stare out the window, watching ... waiting. Waiting for that fateful boat to pull up to Booty Bay, waiting for the cries of barking orders for the men to leave and resupply the ship. Waiting, for a rugged, tall handsome man donned in simple equipment to step off the boat, searching for her as desperately as she was for him. The day passed ... and no boat ... no barked orders ... no lover stepping off a boat ... only news of a terrible storm 20 miles off the coast of Booty Bay ...
He ... said to leave if he doesn't show ... but ... he said he'd be here ... he said he would ...
The next day, Rheina remained in the corner of the tavern, silent as death itself. Her head slumped and allowed her hair to cover her face. No one spoke to her ... save one person ...
The Unlikely Paladin's Plan.
http://www.conquestofthehorde.com/forum/...17&t=22365
Rheina watched the Draenei walk away from her before her glance slowly fell to the bag of coins in front of her. Shadovarn? Slaver?
Perhaps Rheina should return to Stormwind as her lover suggested. If he is indeed alive he would send another letter. She grabbed the pouch of coins, and decided to sleep. Her fateful day to return to Stormwind ... and rid Azeroth of a Slaver, would come tomorrow.
He said he'd be here ... He said he would ...
The next day, Rheina said farewell to Booty Bay after discovering that Shadovarn had left Booty Bay a few days earlier. Deciding that Karast would want her gold back, she traveled the path through Stranglethorn Vale alone ... until Karast stepped onto the road with a hand on her hip.
''Didn't take the bait I assume?'' Karast asked bluntly, to which Rheina slowly shook her head.
"H-he ... wasn't around." Rheina replied.
The two spoke for a few moments, before Rheina gave Karast back her pouch. With that, Karast offered to escort her out of Stranglethorn Vale, and took her as far as Sentinel Hill in Westfall before paying for a flight to Stormwind for her. Rheina would never forget her kindness ...
Stormwind, a few days later, a beautiful early morning sunrise. The suns rays glistening off the cobblestone pathway, reflecting gracefully off window's, and shown beauty on the waking gardens; Rheina basked in the peace of all it, sitting quietly beside the Canal hoping it would calm her mind. It didn't.
He said ... he'd be there ... why wasn't he there?
She was suddenly interupted when a man and Gnome male sat beside her. They spoke to her for quite some time. It was refreshing for Rheina, they seemed quite friendly, and joked with each other. The man had to go shortly, mentioning he had to take care of 'business' before the Gnome revealed his name as "Haim." He convinced Rheina to journey with him towards Goldshire. According to him, there was a festival happening just outside.
"I w-wasn't aware ... I h-haven't visited G-Goldshire for ... m-months" Rheina said as she followed. What transpired next, was the beginning ... of a nightmare.
Haim stopped dead in the depths of Elwynn Forest, and turned to Rheina with a devilish grin, his evil eyes pierced right through Rheina's. He began a relentless assualt against Rheina, who could do little to defend herself again him. The last thing of the fight she remembers is desperately throwing a shield created from holy magic over herself. It proved fruitless as the force from the little warlock's attack sent her flying into a tree, crashing into it with a heavy thudd. She blacked out before she hit the ground ...
Why wasn't he there ... ?
When Rheina woke, her eyes fluttering open, she stared up at a dead roof. That was the best word for Rheina to describe it. It was black, old, green fog seeped through the cracks, and a spider skittered across the roof top. She'd been kidnapped!?
"Mmmmnn!" the girl tried to scream, realising she had a very tight linen gag stuffed roughly in her mouth. She looked around, her chest heaving up and down quickly with terror and fear as she discovered she was chained to a sort of lab bench. To the side, the small warlock watched with a grin.
"I have a gift for you" the gnome said as he raised a needle full of thick fel blood. With no mercy, he jabbed it into Rheina's neck, allowing the blood to separate and spread through Rheina's system. She was powerless to stop him, and watched him walk out. The blood ... she could feel it slowly making it's way through her body. Slowly, it sent shivers down her spine, until shivering turned to itchiness ...
Itchiness ... turned to Aggitation ...
Aggitation ... turned into unbearable pain
Rheina flailed, her muffled screams of pain barely heard. The pain was so fierce, so ferocious, that Rheina quickly passed out, her heavily shut eyes twitched wildy, and her body shivered, desperately trying to shake the pain ...
So here lies Rheina, kidnapped by the Circus Heretics.
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End of Memory One
Will write her next memory to bring people up to speed when I have time. Thank you for reading <3