Fantasy Captured [WoW]

[kyuri]

Post the first invasion upon Stormwind, the factions face a sudden judgment as they find themselves having to co-operate to drive down the mad sorcerer Gul'dan yet again.

__________________ Liesel __________________
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Ni’Dael Blueleaf

Age: Moderately unexperienced
Race: Night elf
Class: Priest
Combat: Holy priest that focuses on healing wounds and strengthening defense.
Basic: Ni’Dael is a compassionate Kaldorei but with little knowledge of the outside world.

Zenzal (of the exiled darkspear tribe)​

Age - young adult
Race - jungle troll
Class - shaman (elemental mastery, with some healing capabilities)
Combat - elemental attacks and healing waters, and totems
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[Liesel]

Sitting atop his black war raptor Zenzal saw moral starting to fall as more and more fell to the legion, but he knew how to rally his comrades, he had the determination of a leader and the willpower to move mountains, nothing was going to take them as long as he lived.

"The elements call to me brothers, the winds whisper for us to turn back, the fires burn deep inside me fuelling my rage, and my heart left cold after the invasions on my home... But nothing can stop the power of a thousand thunderstorms surging through my veins, NEVER BACK DOWN, NEVER SURRENDER! " - Zenzal's battle-cry rallied the last of the remaining trolls to push back the hordes of Gul'dans forces for one more night. The battle was won, but the war still raged on...

 

[kyuri]

Rustling leaves and breaking twigs echoed through the dark woods as a flock of night elves rushed through it. The speed was making Ni'Dael dizzy, but she couldn't afford to stop. Not now. As the portal had started to weaken, the races of the woods had sprung forward to aid the last few groups of the Alliance still standing weak by the clearings.

She threw her hunting spear over to one fellow combatant, who caught it and turned to hurl away one of the god-forbidden orcs closing in on them. Cursing as she heard the yells and pleads of her brethren, Ni'Dael glanced back to the direction, saw one of her closer friends get put down by one of the large bodied green creatures, and gasped unknowingly.

"Ni'Dael!" She merely heard before she caught her foot in a ground-stuck twig and fell, sliding on her knees before hitting the rock hard terrain with her head. It took what seemed barely a second before something came flying right towards her, and the stars disappeared from the heavens, granting her a cold loss of conscience.

 

[Liesel]

They came in the night, the guards blood curdling screams woke the remaining trolls from their sleep. The orcs came in a bigger pack this time, without warning under the cover of darkness.

Zenzal reached out to call apon the elements for help, but before he could manage to get a single lightning bolt off it was too late....

Nothing could have stopped this vast amount of orcs, especially with the dwindled numbers left of their troop. One by one the trolls fell around him either killed or trapped, and the last thing he rememberd was the cave crashing around him, an earth elemental in a crazed rage as it's summoner was killed...

"The elements are both beautiful and powerful, however in the blink of an eye a simple movement of stone turns to a landslide, be careful what you ask of the elements, they may just do as you say" - Zenzals mentors words, on his very first training session, echoed through his mind as he lost consciousness.

 

[kyuri]

"There's no point in getting up", a voice trailed behind Ni'Dael as she regained conscience slowly. Upon opening her eyes, she discovered the surface was of some type of wood rather than a forest ground. A strange eerieness crept on to her and she forcefully sat up, realizing she was trapped in a cage. A human and two trolls were stuck with her, and it wasn't a spacey cage. In fright by the trolls, Ni'Dael hurled back against the walls of the cage.

"I told you", the human said, and she glanced over at him, astonished about the current situation. It didn't take long for her to wander with her gaze, realizing yet again they were not alone. Several dussins - if not more - cages were scattered across the landscape and orcs were guarding them, patrolling around and making strange noises at the prisoners. Allies were thrown into random cages with the other faction.

Panicking, Ni'Dael started grabbing the bars and shaking them.

"What is this?"

Her hope was slowly fading with every second, as her confusion and fright rose.

 

[Liesel]

"Who would have thought, stuck in a cage with some filthy alliance" Zenzal thought to himself... He was too weak to simply use brute force alone to break the cage.

Why should he help those he's had conflict with in the past, those who fight the only friends that the trolls had after losing their home.He sat in the corner as far away as possible from the human and night elf, channeling healing waters on his wounds and a friendly troll's.

It wasn't in Zenzals nature to give up hope, to give in to dispair. He knew he had to do something, and knew it had to be fast.

As night time drew in again, the low lighting from the orcs fires made it hard to distinguish friend from foe, but one thing was visible, just a set of crystal clear blue eyes staring into the distance, the small reflection of the fires flickered off them. He quietly glanced over to her when she was staring off, just to get another glimpse of those eyes. Maybe it was the circumstances at which he found himself in, but something was truly entrancing about them...

 

[kyuri]

Ni'Dael didn't even want to look over at the trolls accompanying them in the cage. Neither did she want to see the orcs guarding about in the area. She could merely see her companions of the faction, being just as confused as she.

Back when she had wiggled the bars, an orc had growled for her to stop making a scene. That there was no use. That they were trapped and had nowhere to go, nowhere to hide from the chief's fel magic.

...Fel magic? Thoughts arose and span around in her head. It was one thing that Gul'dan had previously used the power of the fel to nurture a portal to attack Stormwind, but he couldn't possibly have the same plan again. Or at least, this was what the night elf hoped. Under the frightening command of Gul'dan, no one was barely free to choose for themselves. Not even the orcs. And yet, they still adored this magic somehow.

As the day had turned to night and the moonlight shone down upon the clearing, Ni'Dael stared at the stars. The human - Horac - had fallen asleep long ago, but being a night elf, Ni'Dael rarely slept under a night sky. Orcs were still patrolling, changing their places to allow some of them to sleep, and apart from a few tormenting pleads coming from other cages both near and far, as well as the burning fires and war yells of orcs looking for their next preys, the forest seemed silent. Almost dead.

She had been avoiding eye contact and talking with the trolls across from her so far. She knew that at some point they may have to co-operate. But for now, they were not of the Alliance, and thus, not friendly.

 

[Liesel]

Zenzal placed his hands apon the bars and pressed his face up against them. Staring at the moon, he got lost in his own thoughts.

His old home was on his mind, his old life... 'How simple it was back then, training to tame and use the elements, the village was a peaceful place... Then they came, the naga... Just like guldans forces now', With this thought his eyes turned white and his hands grew cold.

The other troll in with him, Tayo, an elder of Zenzals original tribe, tapped him gently on the shoulder and snapped him out of his trance like state. "Don't show them what you can do, they will kill you if they think you're a threat to their plans" and with that she gestured towards the pile of smouldering ash with troll bracelets inside.

As he removed his hands from the bars, they were left chilled. "Maybe there is a way out after all" He whispered to Tayo and gestured towards the brittle sections of the bars.

 

[kyuri]

Listening to the two trolls' chatting lowly, Ni'Dael was sitting pressed against her side, her eyes barely closed. She wasn't sure if it actually looked like she was sleeping, nevertheless, she remained. Her mind had wandered back at the sudden attack upon the group of elves that had gathered a few hours away from this very place they were caged in.

War was cruel, but she had to fight for her cause. For her family and for peace to be brought back to the world. The most recent threat had brought terror upon both the woods and the city lands. One portal had destroyed the forest with its fel magic radiating through every leaf, and Ni'Dael refused to let this sorcery continue. She had to do something, even if it meant teaming up with the trolls in front of her.

Sighing carefully, the elf shifted and glanced upon the two opposite of her.

"If you have a plan, let us know as well."

 

[Liesel]

"Shhh keep your voice down, I have an idea, on how to break the cage, but nothing else right now... The bars can be chilled and reheated so the metal expands and contracts. The more times this happens the more likely there is to find a flaw in the metal, a weaker section, a crack. However this will all be in vain if there is no form of escape route for Tayo, she is too old to fight and too weak to run."

Zenzal put his hand forward to shake with the night elf.

"The name's Zenzal, guess we're each other's only hope of survival here"

With that he laughed in an anxious manner, and awaited the night elves approval.

 

[kyuri]

Ni'dael gazed over at the bars listening to the troll's explanation. Seeing as he knew of this, he certainly must've been a shaman. Luckily to them, she thought, because the elements would really be something they could use to their advantage, as long as they wouldn't be drained of their souls before they could make the plan happen.

The elf bit her lip seeing as they had to create a specific plan in order for everyone to escape safely, even the old female. It bothered her in a way, but she had little to no choice in this matter.

Looking to her feet, Ni'Dael extended her hand towards Zenzal, agreeing but not very comfortably.

"My name is Ni'dael..." She spoke lowly, feeling very tiny compared to the purple guise in front of her.

 

[Liesel]

With that Zenzal gently shook the night elves hand. "What am I doing?" he thought, but he knew this was the most reliable way to get Tayo out safe too.

He sat down next to Ni'Dael as Tayo slept, and put his hands on the bars behind him, slowly cooling then down without making it obvious to the patrolling orcs that some form of an escape plan was being planned.

Actually seeing her up close just added to the strange feelings he felt building in his chest... And her soft voice just made him tingle every time she spoke.

"Where have you come from, and how did you end up in here?" he asked.

 

[kyuri]

As the other began moving to sit beside her, the night elf's eyes widened in fright. Even though Zenzal probably didn't have any means to harm her, being two different races from two separate factions had taken its toll. The prejudice still lay there, yet somehow, Ni'Dael found herself curious.

"We come from the deep woods," She replied, "We've been fighting off these vile forces... They've been invading our peace."

She glanced down on her feet, hugging her drawn back knees with her arms.

 

[Liesel]

Zenzal noticed the night elf acting uneasy, and tried to comfort her a little. 'It's a bad enough situation for the warriors of their people, but people like Tayo and Ni'Dael were too innocent to be caught up in a war...' he thought as he put his hand forward and formed a puddle of water in his hand from the molecules in the air.

He knew time was short regarding their escape, but maybe he could make her see he's not the monster he's portrayed to be from the factions...

The water started to take on a more crystalline appearance, firstly a stem grew from the center of the puddle, then more branch like features along with intricate leaf detail. He had replicated the world tree from a memory of seeing it many years ago and handed her the structure hoping to lighten her mood.

 

[kyuri]

There was an eerie atmosphere surrounding them. Ni'dael did notice some night elves in other cages further away, but she knew she wouldn't be able to get ahold of them. Some of the guards would smite them all down, considering they were all weakening slowly.

Both the human and the woman troll were sleeping, worriedly. It was hard not to be distressed, she admitted.

She glanced over at what the troll was creating. Pulling a strand of blue hair behind her ear, the female held her other hand out to receive the structure. The bright blue beamed slightly at the sight, as she began recalling the peaceful times of her life. Although she didn't particularly thank him with words, she shot a gaze upon Zenzal, feeling as how she was slowly calming down in his presence.

 

[Liesel]

Seeing the night elf ease in his presence Zenzal continued with the slow process of cooling the bars behind him and heating them back up again... The use of this magic however was taking its toll on his health with the weakened state he was in. But he knew he was on a time limit before they faded to a shell of what they once were.

As dawn approached one of the orcs nearby was changing shifts, and slowly Zenzal was seeing a pattern in their individual patrol paths... "maybe, just maybe there is a window in this change, there's too much going on with the guard to have his eye on everything at the same time" he thought... He gently nudged Ni'dael and gestured towards the guards to point this out to her. There was hope after all. A slim chance of hope...

But what would become of the others after his escape played on his mind... Friends, family, and children all doomed to a fate which he would be avoiding. This played heavily on his heart and he knew he couldn't let this happen. Once he finally gets Tayo and the others in the cage to safety he knew he had to come back, back to the cages, back to the orcs, and nothing was going to stop him on his warpath to retribution.

"Never will they get away with this, never will they be given the chance to repeat this... Their day will come when the light fades from their eyes, not the eyes of friends!"

This was his final thought as the sun rose, but as the light hit her glistening blue eyes his rage and blood-thirst subsided slightly, something about her just took the pain away.

 

[kyuri]

Her breathing increased in pace as a familiar light hit her face, its dazzling warmth reaching through her pores. Morning did not only mean she began feeling tired, but it also meant that people were going to start making noise and the hell would begin. She was beginning to feel deprived of energy.

The nudge she received from her new acquaintance made her jump a bit. She glanced over, still leaned against the bars, and blinked trying to understand what he was pointing to. An orc guard had walked away from their cage, and even though it would just be temporary, it still meant that if it would happen again, maybe, just maybe, they had a moment of escaping enabled.

During the last chaos, Ni'Dael had stored the children and some elders deep in the protection of the great tree. The vile forces would be able to reach their home any second, seeing as how the fel portal had made its way all over to Stormwind. But when they had heard of the tremendous battle between the last few warriors standing alone and the heap of orcs successfully battling them down, almost no one could back away. The vast majority of the tribe took weapons in hand and hurried towards the scene of crime.

And now, a group of night elves from her own home was captured with her. It wasn't fair, not for one bit. Every second of the day Ni'dael wondered why the evil orc dealt with this magic and did this to the world.


Suddenly, she could make out the sound of lives being taken. Heart-wrenching screams made their way through everyone's hearts. The voice of a specific being echoed in their ears.

"Good work. The new portal will have its justice... And it will all be thanks to your contribution!"

Another cry emerged. And another...

And another.

 

[Liesel]

The screams in the distance tore through the air, the sound was almost unbearable for Tayo, she cowered in the corner of the cage with her hands on her ears shaking and crying. Amongst the screams they could hear the voices of friends... The survivors from the initial invasion of their home so many years ago now consumed by fel magic and drained to a husk.

Zenzal could see the distress in Tayo and in the others around him... The time couldn't wait any longer, the next time there was a guard change he knew they needed to escape. He knew it would not be easy and likely would cause him injury in destroying the bars.

"Colder" he thought "Must.. get.. colder...". With his hands firmly placed on the bars he proceeded to freeze them, deeper than before, the more energy he could put into this phase the better... He could feel it taking its toll on his hands, they were getting blistered from the ice.

He took a deep breath and shut his eyes tightly to endure the pain and continued to cool the metal... The bars were starting to contract and made a small squeak.

Zenzal let his inner troll berzerking nature and rage take a hold at this point and heated the bars to a glow. His eyes burst open and the fires of his rage channelled through his body, his hands now physically smoking with the heat, and his eyes burned bright red.

"No more" he said under his breath. "No more waiting, we leave as soon as possible. Into the woods, hide, be safe..." . His gaze was heavily on the night elf whom he'd quickly grown fond of.. "There's nothing i wouldn't give to save you all..." he whispered to Ni'dael. "When the time comes, if i tell you to run, promise me you won't look back. Tayo must never see if the worst is to happen..."

Zenzal had a single tear run down his face as he said this, his rage once again quenched at the sight of her eyes. And he wished deep down that he had more time to get to truly know her. Even though she was a night elf, he couldn't deny the feelings building.

 

[kyuri]

Upon seeing the older troll so distressed in her corner of the cage, Ni'Dael felt pressure rise behind her own orbs. The screams and cries of terror echoed through the clearing, and she knew it was only a matter of time before it would be their turn. Their turn to feel the fel run through them and drain them of their souls; a pressuring heap of air sucking the life out of them. It scared her as well. She didn't know how to comfort them. She had no idea how to even comfort herself.

Horac had sat, intensively glaring at the guards and how they moved, desperately trying to find anything that could be of help. He was a paladin; he had a fair amount of shielding techniques with him during his past years but he couldn't shield everyone from the threat covering the woods at the moment. He would possibly be able to aid the old woman in her escape, seeing as everyone seemed to pity her the most, however, there was no idea to try running altogether. Horac was decisive with this; he wasn't going to let anyone die escaping from this cage. If so, he'd die with them.

"Zenzal..."

The night elf was quite surprised over the own concern showing in her voice. But she had noticed him straining his magic in a way that scared her. She didn't know if it was something that every shaman did, or if it was a sign that he was incredibly weak at that point and had to channel all his energy into what he was doing. Reaching a hand to get a grip of his shoulder, Ni'Dael took a position on her knees.

Zenzal's whisper got her head turned down. They had almost just met, they were of two different factions that had been in quarrel ever since it seemed, and yet, he would sacrifice himself to get them all free. Suddenly, Ni'Dael looked at him with different eyes and another feeling bubbling inside of her. It wasn't fright anymore. It was care.

"We can't just leave you." She cried silently. "I can't leave you. It's not fair..."

 

[Liesel]

"Its not about what's fair, but i can't see one such as yourself go down fighting in this place of horror. This world needs more people willing to put the feud of the alliance and the horde aside for the greater good of this world"

With that he forced his hands to get colder than ever before his skin froze to the bars, and heat to a point where his palms became badly burnt. The section of the bar shattered into his palms to muffle the sound for the guards not to hear. Zenzal looked down at his palms in shock of the state of them... Frozen tips, burnt and blistering palms, with pieces of metal shrapnel riddled throughout.

"Guess they'll take a while to heal" he said with a little laughter to lighten the mood.

He ripped a piece of his tunic off and bound his hands tightly to stop the bleeding, the bars were more or less broken now. A hit in the right place would be enough to widen the gap for everyone to get out.

The timing was now crucial to avoid sight and manage to get them to safety.

 

[kyuri]

The words caused her to yet again bow her head in dismay, seeing as Zenzal was pretty set on what he said. But Ni'Dael didn't want that to happen. No one was going to be left alone in that cage if she was to decide.

Her hands were beginning to tremble at that point, not only from the unpleasant sight of the troll's hands but the lack of energy was taking its toll on her, as well as probably every one in there. She drew them back towards her chest quickly, trying to channel some power within her to heal his wounds. As he laughed up something she didn't find quite as funny, she glanced up at him, eyes widened.

Horac was still sitting with his head against the bars, and he refused to move.

"She's not going to leave any of you back here", he whispered, hoarse. Ni'Dael held her shaking hands over the cloth Zenzal had put over his.

The only time Horac would turn around was when he threw a meaning glance over at the pained old female. Even his trust for the two trolls was strengthening quickly, seeing as they were not hostile, and Ni'Dael was already trying to bond with them.

 

[Liesel]

As he sat there contemplating the right time to escape, his gaze once again fell on Ni'Dael. She was trying so hard to channel some magic to heal with. Eyes shut tight and hands drawn in to her chest.

He gently lifted her head with a finger under her chin. They now sat eye to eye no more than a yard between them.

"Don't worry about my hands, they'll heal in time. Save your strength for the escape. Get some rest, I'll keep watch over everything." he whispered.

His eyes staring into hers, getting lost every second more he spent without looking away... "what is this... feeling..." he quietly thought to himself.

 

[kyuri]

Despite the soothing words of the troll, Ni'Dael still couldn't help the fact that she wanted to aid him and heal his wounds. She would try healing anybody, in full honesty, because that was simply the kind of personality she had. A little light had formed between her hands and as Zenzal had made her look into his eyes, she still lifted her hands, and the small orb dissolved upon the man's hands and arms, lessening the damage just slightly. Far from enough to be fully healed, although, there was a little difference.

The night elf could barely take her eyes off the other, seeing as he seemed to hold such a deep care for all of them already, it meaning he was a true fighter. Someone that truly stood up for a group he was in, like a leader.

"We must help each other", she slowly spoke, releasing her glance off Zenzal and letting it wander down to her own hands, tired from the magic and the fatigue. "Even if it requires the last of our strength..."