User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Orc/Elf NightmareAura

Prompt: Encounter on the Road



 I make a sound to get their attention. The orcs all look at me with mild irritation, then interest, while the elf is mortified at the position she's been seen in. With a kind smile I ask them to please unhand the elf.

The orcs start laughing and one advances on me. My smile goes from kind to cocky. As she goes to grab me I duck under her, drawing my sword but not unsheathing it, and smack her across the backside with it, getting a yelp. I ask if they'll please let the elf go before I have to actually hurt them.

The other orc not restraining the elf approaches, and her friend recovers and turns to face me as well. They both charge me and I duck under and through their arms, leaving them to embrace each other. I then strike out and trip them over, leaving them in a sticky pile of flailing limbs. The last orc is looking in shock at me.

"Why isn't the nectar working?" She mutters, astonished. With a shrug I mention I may have gotten a bit of spellwork done to keep pheromones from troubling me. She growls and throws the elf to the ground, picking up a large hammer and swinging it at me. I unlock and unsheathe my sword, darting forward and slashing at the wooden handle, sending the heavy metal head tumbling to the ground.

I take the effort to sheathe and relock my sword, before helping the elf up. She's blushing furiously as I walk her away from the shocked and stumbling orcs. We get away from the wrecked cart and I ask her where she's from, and where she was going.

"Um... I'm from Tovala, little town to the north. I was going back after making a trip to the hive nearby..." She started to sob and I sighed. Well, at least she's not going to be an orcs slave. That's gotta be worth something.

<span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Heh, yeah. But I shouldn't have let them get the drop on me in the first place like that. Oh, gods I can barely stand this." She adjusted her jack and sighed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I understand, I was actually on my way to deal with the hive myself, the whole reason I dished out the coin for the resistance spell. She looks at me, a light in her eyes.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"So... you're going there? Could you get me an audience with the queen again? Please!" I agree without hesitation. We make our way to the hive, as we start getting closer her blush deepens while I maintain my calm demeanour. As we approach the entrance several bees approach us, one carrying a pot of honey.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Hello, can we help you?" One of them says, barely making an effort to be seductive. I'd like to see her queen, as would my friend. They are surprised by my calmness, but have no qualms leading me and the elf into the hive.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">We arrive in a large room, filled by a half dozen bees caring for others of various ages. Sitting on a throne was the queen, looking over her brood with a doting smile. Then she noticed us.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"It's you again!" She squealed, buzzing off of the throne and embracing the elf. "Weren't you just here Isa?" She looks away and coughs about her encounter with the orcs. The queen breathes a sigh.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I know them, we'll send some people out to subdue them before they can cause any more trouble. But you, you need more honey, don't you?" She nodded sadly, but the queen was still beaming brightly. She then turns to me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"And who are you? You seem quite sturdy in the presence of a queen." She giggles as she says queen. Well, a friend sent me with a request for some special honey. I hand over a piece of paper, and after looking at it, the queen calls over one of her attendees. They speak quietly to each other, and the girl buzzes away.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"She'll get your honey, and I'll have a cart prepared for you before long Isa." She thanks the queen and leaves the room. I decide to wait by the entrance of the hive, where the spell would last longest.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Um... hey." I turn to see the elf, her entire face is red and she's clutching her shoulder. Is she okay?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I'm fine. It's just that... thanks. Thanks for saving me... and helping me like this." The queen seems to know her. This gets a laugh from her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Yeah, we were good friends, but when she discovered she was a queen, well... we haven't had much contact since." A young bee lands next to me and hands over a softly glowing jar of honey.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"As ordered, sir. Miss Isanelle, your cart is just over here." The girl nods and turns to follow the bee. I ask if she wouldn't mind giving me a ride to Tovala. She turns around and tries to hide a smile.