World of Warcraft
The Carana Chronicles
Ark II
The Ruler of the Frostmourne
Chapter IV
How the Others Live
Part II
Aimelina rushed down the sandy beaches of Ashazara, flinging bolts of arcane shadow upon the naga following him. After escaping from two years of imprisonment. Two years of being away from his family. During that time he had wondered how his family would survive. His father owned the Lion’s Pride Inn, but it wasn’t getting any good business recently. That would leave his little brother Carana up to supporting the family. He stopped thinking about them now, as Aimelina glanced worriedly behind him. He was nearing the border of Durotar and Ashazara, and the naga slithering behind him were making sure he wouldn’t escape. Aimelina ducked as a spear went over his head. He jumped over another obstacle, and sent a bolt of pure darkness flying towards the naga.
He thought back to his family as he saw the cliff separating Ashazara and Durotar a few hundred meters away from him. He had one other brother, Savrola, but he had left the family to crusade against evil. And Carana was far to daydreaming. He had always wanted to become a warlock like Aimelina, and to go off on adventures. With any luck, he had taken Aimelina’s advice to stay at home and help with the inn. Of course, knowing how he had said it, Carana probably went off anyway to show off to him. Or maybe, Aimelina thought, he hates me for the last thing I ever said to him before leaving home.
Aimelina brought himself back into his senses as he approached the border of Durotar and Ashazara. As he thought of a way across, he saw a part of the world, twenty miles away, ignite with hellfire. Shocked by this, Aimelina didn’t think about his situation until a spear landed its mark. Aimelina felt his body shut down as he hurtled across the landscape, and as more projectiles found their marks, his last conscious thought before he tumbled off the cliff was, Carana, I’m sorry. Then the world tilted downward, he felt himself fall, and all went black.
The Carana Chronicles
Ark II
The Ruler of the Frostmourne
Chapter IV
How the Others Live
Part II
Aimelina rushed down the sandy beaches of Ashazara, flinging bolts of arcane shadow upon the naga following him. After escaping from two years of imprisonment. Two years of being away from his family. During that time he had wondered how his family would survive. His father owned the Lion’s Pride Inn, but it wasn’t getting any good business recently. That would leave his little brother Carana up to supporting the family. He stopped thinking about them now, as Aimelina glanced worriedly behind him. He was nearing the border of Durotar and Ashazara, and the naga slithering behind him were making sure he wouldn’t escape. Aimelina ducked as a spear went over his head. He jumped over another obstacle, and sent a bolt of pure darkness flying towards the naga.
He thought back to his family as he saw the cliff separating Ashazara and Durotar a few hundred meters away from him. He had one other brother, Savrola, but he had left the family to crusade against evil. And Carana was far to daydreaming. He had always wanted to become a warlock like Aimelina, and to go off on adventures. With any luck, he had taken Aimelina’s advice to stay at home and help with the inn. Of course, knowing how he had said it, Carana probably went off anyway to show off to him. Or maybe, Aimelina thought, he hates me for the last thing I ever said to him before leaving home.
Aimelina brought himself back into his senses as he approached the border of Durotar and Ashazara. As he thought of a way across, he saw a part of the world, twenty miles away, ignite with hellfire. Shocked by this, Aimelina didn’t think about his situation until a spear landed its mark. Aimelina felt his body shut down as he hurtled across the landscape, and as more projectiles found their marks, his last conscious thought before he tumbled off the cliff was, Carana, I’m sorry. Then the world tilted downward, he felt himself fall, and all went black.
4 comments:
All went black??? Nice cliff-hanger . . . or should I say, cliff-faller? BTW what are naga?
I think the naga is the little, furry animal, with two green eyes and three ears from whence we derive nagahydes. They are very useful for furniture, auto dashboards, and a variety of uses as a leather substitute.
Just a quick update about Savrola. He is alive and well, combating evil in Outland. He rides a swift white steed and is feared by all he encounters.
naga is the cool term for a creature who nags, nags and nags! I too would rather jump off a cliff than have a naga at my heels.
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