Thread: On a Mission (Razgriz x Lagertha)

Garrek and Urgok both stiffened as her power over water forced part of the river's flow into their own prisons, the orbs beginning to fill. ...'ey, 'ey! Whatdaya think yer doin', missy? Ye'll kill us both! Garrek shouted, trying to scurry up the side of his prison to no avail. Urgok did see fit to state the obvious but no less was trying to get himself free before he would drown. Damned nymph! I will make you suffer for interfering! Urgok howled, trying without success to liberate himself. Though it seemed that neither needed to do anything, for within moments both bubbles disappeared with Urgok landing on his feet and Garrek landing on his hand and knees. Garrek looked up only to see Urgok bullrush him, the point of his sword driving into his midsection and forcing his upper body upright. The girls screamed in fright at the brutality of it, Urgok huffing in rage at his opponent. No more games he growled, twisting the blade and making Garrek gurgle in agony. More emerald fluid spilled from the Warmaster's gut, Garrek choking and then screaming as Urgok ripped the blade upward, severing much of his torso before swinging the weapon down and beheading him. Urgok bellowed again in triumph, raising the massive weapon skyward and cleaving Garrek's skull in two. Then no one screamed anymore, no one dared move save for the muted whimpers and shakes all that remained was Urgok, the nymph and the gaggle of enslaved women who looked on fearfully. Urgok's breath was heavy, his chest falling and rising deeply as the bloodlust was sated he then stood straight, the edge of his blade trailing along the ground, the surface painted with a fresh coat of his kin's blood. He then looked to the nymph, eyes narrowing as a fresh wave of rage washed over him. One of the Elves chained up then shouted, Please, don't! Urgok's gaze then shifted to the Elf in question. She was short in stature, but decently proportioned, her long golden locks dirtied and matted from extensive 'use'. Please...Whoever you are, spare her. She cries for the befoulment of her waters.... she pleaded, to which a human responded, Spare her? What about us, you stupid Elf!? SHUT IT! ALL OF YOU! Urgok roared, forcing the crowd into silence once more. Still, the Elf did have something of a point This water nymph was not his enemy. Besides, she would not put up anything worthy of a fight should he go after her. With that, he lumbered towards the slaves, all of them trying to scurry back but their fear keeping them rooted. Stand Urgok commanded, and when no one responded he grabbed one of the girls and shouted, I SAID STAND! She whimpered as his rough grip nearly wrenched the hair from her scalp, her legs shaking as she tried to remain upright. Her eyes closed, even as he raised his blade skyward and brought it down, cleaving with ease through the chains that bound her. She opened one eye, noticing that her bonds were severed and looked at him in confusion. He then motioned with his head to the Orc he threw into the fire, Search his pockets for a key. Free yourself, then the others. Then leave this camp. he demanded gruffly, to which the Elven girl nodded and scurried off, all too eager to get away from this monster. Once the key was found, she undid her own manacles and went about freeing the others. They were far more Elves than humans in this camp, and any who tried to offer gratitude by healing his wounds were harshly rejected, giving them only the option to return home. Some did go to the nymph herself to pay their respects, along with promises that they would return and purify these waters once more. And though they themselves were not at fault, they gave her their sorrow for the water poisoning these Orcs had done. As Elves, they often took on the roles of being nature's guardian, working to reverse any damage caused to this world's natural resources. And though all knew they could not restore the precious lives lost, they could at least ensure that new life would be able to flourish here once more. And when the last had gone, all that remained was Urgok, the nymph and the corpses serving as evidence of the massive battle that took place. Urgok ripped a piece of armor from Garrek's suit and began to wear at his own blade's edge, cleaning it of some of the dried emerald to keep its edge sharp.