A new meaning

[deviance]

The clan halls were quite, the shadows covered the walls and only danced to the fire that burned in the pit in the center of the room.

A hard sound of metal against hardened rock woke the room as hitomii entered. Her scared face and strong troll body seemed to take up the room as she peered around it, sweat glistening from her forhead. She had been taught long ago, the true followers of the goddess must have faith, must have honor and certinity, she thought.. she had left to find the true one but little did she find, there was much more searching and the clan had indeed grown strong...

The taint still covered their religion.. like tar against fur.. it could not be removed.. not without any effort at least. She could sence the false god hakkar.. he blurred the visons and dreams.. he corrupted many tribes of good honest trolls. She felt the power of the voodoo returning to her veins like long ago she felt. It was true that deviance had brought many children to this little tribe.. but did he bring true wisdom to them? The west wind was wise, but truly did not know everything.. the Oblates must be taught... they must grow to be true warriors of the east wind.. she spit to the side, now they had grown soft.. but now.. they must do their true duty to their people

She peered around the dark room looking for jawaa her eyes scanning the room.. comming to a dark figure.. jawaa.. she walked up to the sleeping figure and slammed her heavy hammer onto jawaas chest, her voice rang clear "What is the deadlyest weapon?"

[jawaa]

Jawaa coughed, trying to catch the breath Hitomii had knocked out of her. A dark buise was already growing where her hammer had hit her. Jawaa looked around with blind eyes, near panic, when she heard Hitomii's question. "What is the deadliest weapon?"

The hunter calmed a little bit, her lungs beginning to fill with air. Hadn't she heard that question before? Read it in the scrolls before she had lost her sight? Yes, she had, the answer in the tale she had read was his axe... but what was hers? Jawaa's axes weren't very deadly...

She sat up against the wall, still rubbing the center of her chest through her dress. Looking blindly at Hitomii, Jawaa stated in Troll, "My bow." and prepared to dodge whatever was coming next, her mind going over the tale of the east wind.

[deviance]

~she leaned on jawaas chest with her hammer, her foot pushing hard down on her chest~ Tell me matron ~she snarled~ will your bow kill a millon peasents when they anger against you? Will your bow alone stand against the mightest forces? ~she growled and removed her hammer turning and leaving~ d**n well come back to me Oblate, come back when youve actualy put some d**n thought into your answer, we are not the south wind.. we are the east.. NOT THE SOUTH! ~she snarled and mounted up on bloodstalker and rode off~

[jawaa]

Bones creaked as Hitomii lifted her hammer away from Jawaa's chest. She wasn't sure, but she thought she felt blood welling up in the spot. Jawaa winced not at the pain, but at the words the warrior spat at her. She realized that the answer she gave wasn't her own... she had no answer. She didn't know enough about the east wind... the wind she chose... Jawaa shook her head at herself.

It was still quite dark out when Jawaa finally stood. She listened quietly, sniffed and tasted the air, and climbed onto Tapp. "We got a warria' ta find..." She whispered. Tapp nodded, and started following the faint scent of Hitomii's mount.

From inside the hall, A tiny troll warrior poked her head out, and started running hard to keep up with Jawaa.

[jawaa]

The sand swirled around Tapp as he trotted across Tanaris. The sun beat down on him and the ice troll on his back as it rose higher in the sky. Both Jawaa and Tapp were keeping a sharp eye out for Hitomii. They had tracked her to Tanaris, but the wind blew the sand around so much, they lost her trail.

A ways out of Gadgetzan, Jawaa heard a faint sound of a mace hitting flesh. She directed Tapp that way, where they found Hitomii fighting off a pack of hyenas that roamed the desert. Jawaa hopped off Tapp and pulled her bow around from her back, placing an arrow on the string and drawing it in a fluid motion. Aiming by sound, Jawaa let fly the first arrow, wounding and grabbing the attention of one of the dogs. By the time it had a chance to react, a second arrow pierced it's skull, and Jawaa was aiming for the next target.

The last hyena stopped fighting as Hitomii crushed it's skull under her hammer. She wiped blood from her face and hefted the hammer across her shoulders, and glared at Jawaa. Jawaa slung her bow on her back and took a step towards the bloodied warrior, bowing her head slightly. "Ah has no ansa' fo' chu yet..." Jawaa stated over the wind. "But ah would like ta learn how ta find it."