Saga - Part III
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amarthielIt was some weeks later that I received a brief note from the huntress who'd previously engaged my services; all it said was that a Druidess of her acquaintance had some need of me. I assumed it was for bodyguard service- though most who follow the healers' path prefer someone a bit more sturdy than myself. Whatever it was, there'd be no harm in meeting the woman... And quite frankly that first night in Stormwind (many more of which had followed) had been in an inn quite beyond my means. I don't know what possessed me to take it in the first place.
So I sent Huntress Lossë a note with a convenient date and time, and the address at which I was staying, and more or less forgot about it. When the knock on the door came I was busy writing up some reports for other employers, and just told the Druidess to let herself in.
"Well," I said unassumingly as I turned around, "What can I help-"
That was the last bit of coherence I managed, before coming face to face with- the troll from Dun Morogh! There was no mistaking it; her skin was not so blue, and her eyes shone normally for a kaldorei, but it was her. My mouth worked uselessly, like a dying fish, for a moment. She smiled gracefully and took an unoccupied seat. A handful of ways to break the ice- "So, I saw you the other day and you were, uh, a troll-" occurred to me, but I thankfully had enough coherence left to reject them.
"I'm sorry to have startled you, but this seemed the safest thing to do," she said, breaking my paralysis. "If you recognized me in a public setting, it might cause.. difficulties." A light frown creased her lips and I nodded absently, not because I understood but because it seemed inappropriate to disagree. "My name is Amynnah Tosgaire, but the other day I would have answered to Lamassu. I did not want to risk speaking to you then, with the others there... But I had the feeling you might have some questions." She smiled again. "Fortunately, Almare is a guild-mate of mine; she helped me track you down."
I certainly had questions, inarticulate at the moment- but burning ones. some of them I doubted she'd be able to answer- since they were questions about my own sympathies....
"So.. where do we begin?"
So I sent Huntress Lossë a note with a convenient date and time, and the address at which I was staying, and more or less forgot about it. When the knock on the door came I was busy writing up some reports for other employers, and just told the Druidess to let herself in.
"Well," I said unassumingly as I turned around, "What can I help-"
That was the last bit of coherence I managed, before coming face to face with- the troll from Dun Morogh! There was no mistaking it; her skin was not so blue, and her eyes shone normally for a kaldorei, but it was her. My mouth worked uselessly, like a dying fish, for a moment. She smiled gracefully and took an unoccupied seat. A handful of ways to break the ice- "So, I saw you the other day and you were, uh, a troll-" occurred to me, but I thankfully had enough coherence left to reject them.
"I'm sorry to have startled you, but this seemed the safest thing to do," she said, breaking my paralysis. "If you recognized me in a public setting, it might cause.. difficulties." A light frown creased her lips and I nodded absently, not because I understood but because it seemed inappropriate to disagree. "My name is Amynnah Tosgaire, but the other day I would have answered to Lamassu. I did not want to risk speaking to you then, with the others there... But I had the feeling you might have some questions." She smiled again. "Fortunately, Almare is a guild-mate of mine; she helped me track you down."
I certainly had questions, inarticulate at the moment- but burning ones. some of them I doubted she'd be able to answer- since they were questions about my own sympathies....
"So.. where do we begin?"
