Thread: On a Mission (Razgriz x Lagertha)

Humans, Elves, Orcs, these were the most known about common races. Deers, Boars, rabbits, squirrels, the list could go on and on. Same with the plants. There were endless lists upon of lists and the lists themselves had not yet come to a stop. There was so much life, so many things to learn from the passing time these races had, yet they destroyed the things around them. The humans were the most funny ones to watch. Especially when one of the nymphs would be spotted in the forest tending to the trees. Oh how they ran, how they screamed and cried, how they came back with their pitch forks and fire and set the forests ablaze. It was even more amusing how some would fight amongst themselves, telling the others the nymphs were demons coming to rape and murder their wives and children. Oh no no, silly humans, if only you knew what they were there for. Elves, they seemed the most logical of the three. Of course like the humans the nymphs presence scared them, but they were more intrigued and their reasonings were more interesting of all. They explained to one another that the nymphs were gods and goddesses, the protectors of the realms, they worshipped them graveled at their feets, built statues of them. Ahh, so interesting how the nymphs, some more than others, grew accustomed to not hiding from the elves and would let the elves watch them as they went about their chores. Then the last of the known races, the orcs. They were arrogant, brutal, monstrous and they raped and murdered anything they wanted. Nymphs were the most fearful of this race. They seemed not to care why the nymphs were there or what they were. Simply, when an orc spotted one of them tending to the flowers or food in the ground, madness happened. Mostly the orcs nowadays had become thick with the drink, and you would assume the nymphs would be smart enough to run when they were coming. Some of the nymphs werent the brightest, they would be so enthralled by the work they were doing that they would ignore the stumbling drunken orc as it snuck up behind them. It was safe to say when the other nymphs found the bodies they were mortified. Raped, split, pulled apart limb by limb, these orcs knew no mercy even for the innocent. It infuriated the race, made them want to eradicate the orcs from existence, but they were a peaceful race..most of them anyhow. The act of the murders from the orcs caused several if not more of the nymphs to pull away from their kind. They keep to themselves, avoiding contact, avoiding the many meetings and callings and questions that needed to be answered. The race was to work together as a whole, rebuild what the other three races destroyed the trees, the flowers, the food, the animals, the rivers, the air. All of this took time, it was tedious work and none of them could do it on their own. Some still refused to take help, they sheltered themselves from others, and others lost it completely. It was hard watching their own spiral into a maddening chaos jumping off cliffs, walking into orcs on purpose, slitting their own throats or burning themselves alive. Depression, it was so terrible for the nymphs that had lost their loved ones to the orcs, to some of the humans as well. For the ones that were left behind? It was even worse when they found the bodies. They had to move them quickly, hide, dispose of their own so the other races didnt find them, find out what they were. They were frightened, they were mysterious, and they were angry. Talik was one of the few that had become angered by the acts against their kind, but she was young and many did not wish to listen to such a young nymph. She had pulled away from the others, from the world, and she had sunk deep deep down into the large river. She sat at the very bottom, where most tried to fish but few dared. The river, much like the nile, was quite large in width and depth and the first race that had come to find it so promising in food? None other than a stupid orc group with the leaders name of Garrek. Most nymphs would have become enraged when the fish were stolen from their waters, but Talik had grown all but numb to the feeling. She was tired of watching, pulling, burying the dead bodies of her comrades. All she wished to do was sit in the depth of her river, grow, watch, nurture the life that was down there in the dark. Darkness, most would be frightened of it, but to Talik it was something different. Here, the rivers water was a dark navy blue, but where Talik was, head curled up on a rock, it was bright and warm. The water around her glowed, no her skin was glowing illuminating the area around her as she floated humming softly as fish passed her by giggling. She raised her small hand, waving at the fish as they passed by in a school, one pulling astray to nuzzle its body against her cheek briefly before quickening its pace to catch up with the rest. This was home to her, the coral lining the rocks and bottom of the vast river, the fish coming to and fro the ocean and passing her by without a second thought. Her coral lips pursed together as she watched a tiny shark weave through the water, meaning business as he hurried after the school of fish. Taliks flesh was the color of ash, but even that color was illuminated, as though there was some form of lighting coming from within. To say Talik was probably the things legends were born of, was to say the slightest. Her ears were like fish fins, they were shaped similar to an elves ear - smooth on the bottom like any humans, moving up to the top where it began to jut out from the edge of her face. Long thin bones came out of the top of her ears, stopping midway down. The little thin pointed bones connected, with soft slimy skin to hold the bones in place. The fins that were there were different shades of deep corals, lightening into pinks and nearly white. Some of the tones matched her lips, the soft light color on her pale grey flesh, and the color of her eyes were a light pink. with soft tints of the deep coral in her hues. They shifted, watching, gazing at the coral breeze, her long dark maroon colored hair was pooling and moving around her as she hummed. The water was silent peaceful here, and the fish were being cautious as they moved around her. Talik had fallen asleep to the starfish nuzzling and singing to her. So deep that she didnt hear the cries of the fish from above as the thick liquid of orc blood began to sink into the deep blue of her water. The frogs that were down below with her as well began to swim watching as the fearful starfish around her saw the toxic goo contaminating the waters. Talik!..Lady Talik! Please awake! The voices of the starfish were so high yet so sweetly soft that it made her mutter in her sleep as they pulled on her hair her, arms, her finned toes to try to wake her. It was too late though, the fishes bodies were floating upwards blocking what little view of the surface any of them had from below, and the smell of orc caused her eyes to shoot open. The smell, the taste, the sight..all of it was unbearable. Noo! She felt as though she was searching through the woods with the others, picking up the remaining pieces of a comrade once more. Watching in terror, frantically swimming to gather anything from the water she could to save! There was nothing...nothing but the few frogs that had hopped onto land for safety. My water! My Home! Even the small starfish that had tried to warn her, to wake her in time were still pressed to her flesh, dead. She was outraged, mortified, she wanted those damn orcs dead, for good. With what she was and what type of nymph she was, it took only seconds for her to shoot up to the very surface of the water, her face peaking out. Her eyes were glaring as she looked around, a battlefield, running naked human and elven women screaming and crying. Tore pieces of orcs were everywhere, even along the bridge that connected the woods to the orc encampment. Heads were rolling off, some bobbing in the river, more pieces of limbs sunk deep into her waters. The dead bodies of fish, sharks, were smacking her in the face and finally she had enough. Talik quickly swam to land, pulling herself out of the water onto the ground. Only did she find her hand, her slimy body slipping, touching, dropping onto more dead orcs. Yuck! Talik expressed as she sat up, completely naked. There were scales along her hips, under her medium sized breasts, along her ankles, neck and forearms as well as her hands. She looked around, trying to find where the source of noise was coming from..and then she saw it. Two stubborn ass orcs, more dead than alive rushing at one another. Talik crawled over the dead bodies, which was easy with the slim her body was covered in, to get a better look at the two of them. Four feet away? There was no doubt these two must have been the largest of the lot of orcs, the ones that had caused the most destruction to her river, her home. They were so enthralled by each other they didnt even seem to notice when she stood tall, at around 5. She angered, but by the looks of the two, they were going to go at it until they killed each other, much less everything around them in their quake. Enough! Talik had enough, she had wanted to remain in her waters unaware of the waking world, even when they had fished in her river and took her friends away. It had been the circle of life, but now? There was no living creature left in her waters, and it would take ages to rectify what had been done. If anything, she could try to stop them before they destroyed the lake, though Talik didnt wish to know if they had damaged that water as well. It seemed like they had not her word, and the little nymph became more outraged with the fact she was being ignored. Without a second thought as the two were almost amongst each others faces with their weapons once more, Talik pushed her right hand forward pointing to the ground below their feet. Water, it was everywhere, even in the blood. The ground under their feet pooled into water, before shoving upwards into the sky in a rush, the waters moving so forceful to push them backwards. Taliks lips pursed while they were distracted by this geyser, before blowing outward. With a quick shot of air out of her lips, and loud audible pops, two bubbles came shooting out, each one expanding and grabbing one of the orcs in it. The bubbles lifted them off the air, and she lowered her hand allowing the geyser to subside as she watched them float a few feet above her. Now, she must have grabbed some form of their attention.