Way of the Totem

Northern Bound

by on Nov.18, 2009, under Fan Fiction, RP

Continued from Bumps in the Night

Lodur sat at the bow of the Northspear, his cloak pulled tight against his sides and hood pulled close. The trip from Darkshore to the Wetlands took no time at all, there were no incidents this time like the trip to Darkshore. The Druids of Auberdine declined Lodur’s request to speak with the spirit of the well citing that they feared any diminishing of the spirits attention from keeping the newly sighted blight at bay. Lodur graciously accepted their decision, and let it be at that.

Their time in Menethil harbor was short, Yeva had dropped off her satchel of spoils with a local guard and aspiring magus and kept a very modest amount for herself.

“Ah never be takin’ more than Ah need to be gettin by. Twouldn’t be fair with all the people cold and hungry out there. They be need’n it more than Ah do” she said when she saw Lodur look at her sceptically. They ate a small meal and drank ale at the inn while waiting for the Northspear to arrive. It was about this time Lodur realized how much he honestly missed company.

Yeva talked a great deal about… well everything. She asked questions about Lodur’s people and a lot about Shamanism. Seems it was the first time she had encountered one long enough to discuss things with. Lodur happily regaled the stories of his people and their adoption of Shamanism. Lodur in turn asked about the Dwarves. Yeva was all too happy to oblige. She told him the tales of a race hewn from stone, children of the earth or “groundlings” she refered to her people. She stopped after the war of the three beards. Something about that time weighed on her, Lodur could see it in her eyes. She didn’t dwell on it long enough for him to press the issue so he let it go for the time being.

When the Northspear pulled into dock to resupply Yeva was out the door of the inn like a shot from a cannon. Lodur paid for the meals and ale and walked out after her slowly. As he approached the giant steam vessel’s dock he saw Yeva leap off of a pile of crates and on top of another Dwarf. The pair wrestled around on the dock for a few minutes with Yeva winding up on top, and the other eating his beard.

“SLAGG!” Yeva shrieked “Ah told you yeh sorry sack o’Dwarf meat that ye’d never be getting the best of yer older cousin!” she gave the Dwarf locked below her a hearty punch in the shoulder.

“AH YEILD! AH YEILD!” the man tried to yell through the whiskers he almost swallowed.

Yeva sprang off of Slagg and then offered him a hand. When he was on his feet the two embraced in a bear hug that only Dwarves could give one another. Lodur smiled at the sight. With so much evil and wrong in the world, genuine affection and happiness was in short supply. Yeva broke away from her cousin.

“Been a dogs age since ah be seein’ ya. Heard yeh be tendin’ hands on the Northspear here.”

“Aye cousin, but not fer long. This be me last trip up north. Ah’ve joined up to be part of The Skybreaker’s crew. They be needin skilled mechanics, and me two hands be itching for something new”

Yeva’s shoulders slinked downwards and her posture deflated some. She looked fiercely into Slagg’s eyes.

“Ye promised ye’d never do somethin’ so stupid. Ye promised yer mother, Tyr Modan rest her soul, tha’ ye wouldna put yerself inna harms way more than ye needed.”

Slagg shied away from her penetrating stare

“Ah know, but they promised it ‘ill be only a scoutin’ run, tha we be seeing no combat..”

“BUT IT BE A SCOUTIN RUN ROUND THE DEMON’S SEAT!” Yeva cut Slagg off, her grip on his shoulder tightening, creasing his leathers.

Lodur walked up behind her and placed his hand on her shoulder lightly. He could feel her shaking. Whether is was rage or pain he didn’t know, he didn’t dare ask. She would tell him when the time was right. Yeva let go of Slagg’s shoulder and choked down the beginnings of tears.

“Well…enough o’ tha’ then. Me friend and Ah be needin’ passage to the Fjord. Ye’ll get us on the boat this run.” It wasn’t a question or a demand, but a simple statement. Slagg still avoiding her eyes nodded and turned back towards the ship, hustling to leave the scene. Yeva squeezed Lodur’s hand and then shrugged it off. They walked towards the boat in silence. Yeva’s normal demeanor returned by the time they reached the gangplank and they could see her cousin wave them on board. They walked up the ramp and Yeva immediately disappeared below deck. Lodur thanked the captain and Slagg and made his way to the bow of the boat. This was his destiny and he would watch it come head on.

The trip to the North was longer than Lodur had imagined. He sat in his place unmoving under the night’s starry sky. He was meditating when he felt a presence lower itself next to him on the bow. He opened his eyes and saw Yeva plopped down in a thick fur coat and woolen boots. She looked up at the sky and sighed.

“Ah’m a bit of an outcas’ among Dwaves ye know. Me blood is mixed, an there be some who be thinkin’ it enough to keep me on the outskirts.” She sighed again and propped herself up. Looking around making sure there was no prying ears. “Me mother was a WildHammer and me Father was a DarkIron. Back when all were united under the high king Modimus Anvilmar, they fell in love. The king died and then came the war of the clans, kinsmen set against kinsmen. Me father was killed trying to wrestle me mother to safety, the clan Wildhammer thinkin he ha’ turned to kill ‘is wife. Me mother dinna know I was in her belly. When I was born the High Thane of Clan Wildhammer kept me father’s blood secret from the rest to keep the peace. Until one o’ ‘is court found out and demanded me blood. Me mother stole me away be’for they could do annathin’ to harm me. The Thane helped her Ah’m told. She made it to Iron Forge be’for she fell ill. The Bronzebeards ever intent on Uniting the clans again welcomed us. They didn’t tell annaone wherein we came from. But made sure we were cared fer. When me mother passed, a family took me in. Slagg’s mum and father. ‘is father died when the first horde came. Grief crippl’d ‘is mum. Be’for she passed she made Slagg promise ta be stayin’ outta the front lines. He swore, the lil’ bastard swore to her he wouldna. An’ now he is. I guess I should’na be upset, Ah know he be wantin’ to help more. Ah just pray to the shapers he be as lucky as he is hairy. At leas’ then Ah be knowin’ he’ll be alright.”

Yeva chuckled weakly at her attempt at a joke.

“Ah don’ have friends, and he’s the closest Ah gots to family. Jus’ dinna want him to be dead… or worse…” She sighed heavily ” I dunno know even why Ah’m tellin’ yeh all this. ”

Lodur reached into one of his pouches and pulled out a small piece of paper folded neatly, two tin cups and a water skin. Yeva watched as he poured some water into each cup and then carefully unfolded the paper, revealing an amount of Swiftthistle. He placed a small amount of leaves in each cup of water and folded the paper back up. After replacing the water skin and the packet of leaves he handed Yeva one of the cups.

“Cold tea Ah dinna think will stave the chill here”

Lodur smiled “Trust me” he said evenly.

He reached to his side and pulled one of the totem markers out, Placing it on the deck of the ship he willed it to life, up sprang a totem of fire. It’s warm ruddy glow casting a pale orange and red light over the pair. He smiled and placed his tin cup between two of the prongs at the top, motioning for Yeva to do the same.

“I understand Swiftthistle is used to recover ones energy quickly, and increase aggression slightly. That is of course in its concentrated form. When used lightly it has a calming effect. Helps keep ones body moving at a singular pace. Head, Heart and Soul can be brought to reign with just the right amount. ”

He looked over the tin cups and then back up to Yeva

“I’ve been told Shaman give a sense of confidence to those near them. Similar to how being near a warrior of the light brings you comfort and makes you feel safe. People tend to naturally feel more bold around us and they tend to be more open about things they normally wouldn’t be. Don’t worry I won’t repeat anything of what you’ve said. It is between us and the elements.”

He picked up both cups and then called back the totem to his side. He handed one cup to Yeva and took a sip from his.

“I have seen many things. Families torn asunder, loves lost, unimaginable horrors wrenched from the Twisting Nether. I never really got to know my parents either. My family was destroyed when the orcs marched on Shattrath City. My father, or so I’m told, was a Warrior of great virtue. My mother the kind of hero that fought with bow and beast. They died defending their people, while they died what many would be considered a hero’s death, I pity every day that I did not get to grow up under their tutelage. When I was old enough, I sought out Nobundo. I knew the Shaman could speak with the spirits since past this world, something my people have been doing in honest for a long time. He said he saw a spark in me, a connection to the primal spirits of life itself. He said he saw the same spark in my mother. He asked me if I wished to study the ways of the Shaman as one of his pupils. I accepted and from then on I was forever destined to walk this road. I can feel my parents looking down on me, I can feel the love they have even now. The hope they have for me. I can feel them even now, and I can assure you Yeva that your ancestors, that your mother and father watch over you as well.”

He sipped his tea feeling it warm his throat on the way down.

“You should rest now. You’ve had an eventful day, and tomorrows light brings us to the Fjord. Grand adventure awaits us!”

Yeva smiled honestly and downed the rest of her tea.

“Ye know, fer an overgrown goat yer ok”

She laughed a little and handed Lodur the tin cup. Back below decks she went, Lodur turned back to watching the rolling seas. Tomorrow he would step foot in Northrend. Tomorrow would bring him one step closer to destiny. There was a certain comfort in that.

1 comment for this entry:
  1. Matojo

    Yay, finally, an update!


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