WoW: Meeting

She woke up to the feeling of grass on her skin and the sight of armoured, pale blue feet resting just to her side. Blue skin…had a passing troll taken pity on her fallen form and helped her out? She didn’t find that scenario very likely. She tilted her head upwards to see who her guardian angel was.

A Night Elf.

She shot up, but barely made it to a sitting position when a sharp pain shot through her stomach. She was still in the process of healing. Propping herself up on an elbow, she frantically felt around for her daggers, but all that was within reach was her fallen hat. She glanced back up at the Night Elf, who hadn’t so much as twitched when she moved. He motioned to the other side of the tree stump he was sitting on, revealing her daggers laying on the ground just inches from the hilt of a giant sword. He had insured she couldn’t do anything.

“What are you planning on doing with me?” she demanded. Any member of the Alliance would have either left her for dead or killed her on the spot themselves. This situation didn’t make any sense to her. Was he going to interrogate her? Torture her for information about the Horde?

He said nothing, but started making a campfire. She watched, confusion turning into irritation.

“Cat got your tongue, No-Brows?”

A reaction. He stopped in his campfire-making for just a second, barely threw her a perplexed glance (it was interesting, how he formed the expression without eyebrows), then resumed his work. Once the campfire was built, he pulled some food out of his bag and began cooking it.

She scowled and tried sitting up again. Pain once more shot through her body.

“You shouldn’t move just yet.”

His deep voice shocked her. She whipped her head toward him again, watching him closely. “What are you –”

He set a plate of food on the ground next to her, stopping her mid-demand. Standing up, he grabbed his sword and slung it on his back before turning and disappearing into the forest without saying a word.

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Haha, that's so much longer than I had originally intended it to be. ;;

Anyway, this is my Night Elf Warrior, Riordyn, and my Blood Elf Rogue, Enelyn. And yes, I have stories in my head for my World of Warcraft characters. [/loser]

Despite being a Warrior, Riordyn's very shy (hence why he doesn't talk much) and a big softie. He's the kind of person that couldn't just leave an injured, unconscious person to rot in the forest and possibly be attacked by wild animals, even if they're considered an enemy.

I also realized when I was drawing him that he actually doesn't have eyebrows. I find that extremely amusing. Though it's a tad difficult to draw....

Anyway, I have this whole scenario in my head where they continue to randomly meet by chance, and end up falling in love, despite their races' alliances.

Lol, anyway.

I am NEVER doing actual WoW armor ever again. This took FOREVER and a day to line, and then another forever to do the base colors. Gah.

I love Enelyn's earrings and daggers, though.

I'm so pro'lly gonna end up drawing more of these two.

~Neko

P.S. This is set in like Ashenvale Forest or somethin'. I had fun with the blueness.

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