Torn Apart by Anaie
Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2015 2:47 am
Anaie wandered the streets of Ogrimmar all night her weapons stowed away safely out of her reach and most of her armor hidden away as well. She had snuck away from Grogkor earlier in the evening, unable to rest. She would not be fighting this eve, and if the scourge curse took her tonight, she did not care if she was put down once and for all.
For the third time in her life she had destroyed her family... this time was different however... this time she felt something she had never felt before.... guilt.
The scourge caused her to take her first two families... her crew the eve she rose as undead, and then later her parents, and youngest sister. But this time it was her own doing, and it hurt the most. Not only was she now distanced from her twin, Syreena, but it put Grogkor, and all the others that had supported her, in a poor situation as well... but worst of all were the words uttered to her by the Mistress... Anaie sighed and spoke softly, "Lascivious..."
She was told to not use the title any longer, as she was not under the guidance of the Grim any longer... told how it was not the attack on the elf that garnered her exile, but the lies that were told to cover it. Anaie did not know how the Mis-... Lascivious knew that she was lying... but regardless she did.
Anaie tried to tell her that she only spoke to cover up the attack as she believed it was what she thought was best for the Grim and Lascivious' position, considering there were others present during the questioning. Tried to explain that she never truely intended to kill the elf, just make her suffer great pains, as the elf made Kromag suffer...
Anaie thought of all Grims as part of a family, but especially Kromag... his torments and actions reminded her of himself, she saw him as a brother if you will. The actions of the elf infuriated her, coupled with the disgust felt by some of the elfs past, it was all she could take. She let her anger the the better of her, and now she was the one suffering without family. Anaie had heard the elf already joined forces with the group Sanctuary, the very ones that the elf betrayed a fellow Grim to... and her hands shook with rage.
She thought back to Grogkor, sleeping where she had left him, and her beloved sister, Syreena, and again sighed. How could she have let it come to this...
As she entered the Dag she never felt the headaches that normally let her escape the clutches of the Lich... the takeover was sudden...
Claws bared, the assassin stalked the darkened alleys... blood would be spilled this eve.
For the third time in her life she had destroyed her family... this time was different however... this time she felt something she had never felt before.... guilt.
The scourge caused her to take her first two families... her crew the eve she rose as undead, and then later her parents, and youngest sister. But this time it was her own doing, and it hurt the most. Not only was she now distanced from her twin, Syreena, but it put Grogkor, and all the others that had supported her, in a poor situation as well... but worst of all were the words uttered to her by the Mistress... Anaie sighed and spoke softly, "Lascivious..."
She was told to not use the title any longer, as she was not under the guidance of the Grim any longer... told how it was not the attack on the elf that garnered her exile, but the lies that were told to cover it. Anaie did not know how the Mis-... Lascivious knew that she was lying... but regardless she did.
Anaie tried to tell her that she only spoke to cover up the attack as she believed it was what she thought was best for the Grim and Lascivious' position, considering there were others present during the questioning. Tried to explain that she never truely intended to kill the elf, just make her suffer great pains, as the elf made Kromag suffer...
Anaie thought of all Grims as part of a family, but especially Kromag... his torments and actions reminded her of himself, she saw him as a brother if you will. The actions of the elf infuriated her, coupled with the disgust felt by some of the elfs past, it was all she could take. She let her anger the the better of her, and now she was the one suffering without family. Anaie had heard the elf already joined forces with the group Sanctuary, the very ones that the elf betrayed a fellow Grim to... and her hands shook with rage.
She thought back to Grogkor, sleeping where she had left him, and her beloved sister, Syreena, and again sighed. How could she have let it come to this...
As she entered the Dag she never felt the headaches that normally let her escape the clutches of the Lich... the takeover was sudden...
Claws bared, the assassin stalked the darkened alleys... blood would be spilled this eve.