A Rogue's Tale (M for mature - some mature content)

[Tygrasa]

A Rogue's Tale (part one)

The young Night Elf opened her eyes, there was nothing but white, for she had not used her eyes in a long time. After regaining her normal vision she looked around to try and figure out where she was. She was in a comfortable bed with pink linen sheets and a purple silk pillow. As she arose from the bed she heard voices underneath her from downstairs. She tried to walk out of bed but she tumbled to the floor, her legs were numb from not using them. She heard a faint voice from downstairs "What was that?" the voice said. In a panic she tried to regain the ability of walking. She was nervous, as if she had been dropped into the City of Orgrimmar bearing an Alliance flag. She got herself together and stood on both legs. She could hear someone walking towards the room she was in. She looked around for a way to escape, first to the left where there was nothing, then to the right where there was a half open window where she saw her freedom. As she burst out the window, the pink linen sheets she used to cover herself got snagged onto a broken piece of glass, revealing her naked, light blue body. She had light blue hair that matched her skin, rounded perky breasts, and an hour-glass figure. Her body glistened with sweat. Stumbling at first, she got her full movement back. She ran for miles through the woods until she found another Night Elf, this one a Male, lying on the ground close by a pack of Nightsabres.

The aged Night Elf was dead. She walked up to his blood-soaked body and found a dagger in his right hand. She took it for herself and her own protection from enemies abroad. She took his bloo-soaked clothes, the leather boots, vest, and pants then began to run again.

She ran until she came to a giant White Gateway. As she walked through she saw many other of her kind, trading, training, and having an overall good time. She was in the Night Elf city of Darnassus. She walked through the city exploring its beauty. She saw young Elves training in the ways of the warrior. She watched as others turned simple stacks of linen and silk, into beautiful robes. She did much observing until something caught her eye. It was a dark hole in a tree just by the Cenarion Circle. Her curiosity got the best of her and she began walking down the dark, swirling path. Un-aware of what was ahead, she was naturally nervous, so she gripped her dagger fiercely. At the end of the path there was nothing. Un-impressed at what she discovered she began to walk back up the path from which she came when she heard another female's voice...

"Find what you're looking for?" said the voice. The girl quickly turned and said "Who's there? I'd appreciate it if you'd show me your face." A beautiful Night Elf woman with dark leather clothes appeared from the darkness. The woman said "What is your name?". The girl couldn't reply, she had no name, or at least she couldn't remember it. She thought of her traits, sly, swift, and the ability to be seen only when she wants to. Then the image of a fierce, roaring tiger appeared in her head, and she finally replied... "Tygrasa."

"Well Tygrasa", said the woman, "why have you come here?" as she glanced at the blood-stained dagger in Tygrasa's right hand. Tygrasa replied, "I'm just looking". The woman then said, "I can teach you the ways of the shadows. I can teach you how to use that dagger you're clinching in fear as a force to be reckoned with. I can teach you to become nearly invisible". A smile ran across Tygrasa's face because for the first time since she awoke, she felt at home...

((This is my first RP story guys so I'm open for criticism. I'll be posting part 2 sometime this week in this thread so keep checking. if you want to directly contact me, e-mail me at KatJohnson920@yahoo.com.... Happy questing))

[Laron]

Nice job so far.

Welcome by the way.

[Tygrasa]

((sorry I just couldn't resist getting th second part out sooner... this one should be a lot more interesting))


***************WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT*************


After 2 months of training with the woman she came to know only as Gray, she was ready to leave Darnassus, the city she called home. With her new found Rogue talents, she learned of other large cities like Ironforge and Stormwind. She learned that Stormwind and the Humans were in need of help to repel the Defias uprising. For the next 3 weeks, by land, sea, and air, she found her ways through Darkshore, Wetlands, Loch Modan, and Ironforge. From Ironforge she took the Deep-Run Tram to Stormwind City.

As she arrived, she had a vision very of the very area she was standing in, as if she had been there before. Just barely she could make out what was going on in her vision. She saw 3 humans, heavily armored, coming towards her. Now she was so into the vision she thought it was real. The 3 men grabbed her forcefully, she screamed "LET GO!!" but there was nobody around. The three men tore her clothes off revealing her breasts, her nipples hard with excitement. She screamed again, with nobody around to help her. Then, at that moment she came to her senses, to realize it wasn't real. After gathering herself she left deep-run and ventured into the city of Stormwind.

She was greeted by a Dwarf, "Welcome to the Dwarven District!" he said. She quietly walked through the city, nervous because of the unfarmiliar structures. As she walked down the cobblestone walkways she caught many eyes, not evil eyes, but lustful. Who could blame the men there? Her armor was torn from battle revealing many parts of her body, her leggings were slit on the sides revealing here sexy, toned, light-blue legs. Her plump breasts were bulging from her extremely tight leather tunic. Her blue hair ran down her back for days. Her bright eyes were enough to cast a spell on any man. She went around town asking people to tell her where she might fight the defias. One woman guided her to Goldshire.

Apon arriving at Goldshire she sought new armor. Up until this time she had been given all of her armor, so she never really needed any money. The only money she had was 40 silver, all of which was given to her by people she helped along the way from Darnassus to Stormwind. She needed about 5 gold to get all that she needed. Instead of picking up a profession, (because she thought it would be too slow to pick up business) she went down the path of prostitution.

Goldshire is full of horny young men of all races. She was given a Swashbuckler's Shirt from a friend of hers, Mollinda, also a prostitute, and picked up a pair of Defias Boots from a defias in the area. It only took a day for the scantally clad (sp?) Tygrasa to pick up her first client. He was well-tanned Human straight out of Northshire. He was well-groomed, tall, and incredibly hung. Tygrasa led the young warrior to a room upstairs in the Lion's Pride Inn.

Tygrasa, still unsure of exactly how to please a man, said "Do whatever you wish to me." The Young Human ripped Tygrasa's clothing from her revealing her well-toned Night Elven body. From there the man turned her over with her ass and legs dangling over the edge of the hard wood bed. He then pulled his throbbing cock from his under-garments and inserted it into the wet pussy of beautiful Tygrasa. With its insertion, young Tygrasa let out a shreaking moan that could be heard throughout Goldshire. The young Human began thrusting his cock back and forth, in and out of Tygrasa's dripping wet pussy, each time harder and faster. The blue-haired Night Elf was enjoying every second of it. "Fuck me! Harder! HARDER!" she screamed, and the warrior did just that. This extraordinary feeling lasted a good half hour before the warrior said in a somewhat tired voice "I'm coming!" At that moment Tygrasa's pussy felt a warm sensation of sperm inside of her. Her pussy was oozing with hot sperm. The sex was so good her leg began to tremble, somewhat like the feeling she had when she had first awaken just a few months back.

Tygrasa fell in love with her new profession. She liked the fact that she was being used. She liked being labled as a "slut". She loved every second of her new found life in goldshire and didnt think any differently for quite some time.

She lost sight of exactly why she came to Goldshire. She lost the desire to aid the Humans in killing the Defias. She gained however, a new sense of sexuality. Tygrasa no longer was a prostitute. She always wore skimpy clothes. She took a liking to the humans in the area, even the women. To the men in the area, Tygrasa became nothing but a sex toy. Something you go fuck after a hard day of battling. In an out. Men and women came into Tygrasa's room for sexual favors day and night for weeks. Men would fill every hole of her body with hot sperm, just the way Tygrasa liked it.

After four months of being in Goldshire, she saw a familiar face. It was her old master, Gray...

FEEL FREE TO ADD TO THE STORY IF YOU WANT TO... My NXT POST WILL FOLLOW ACCORDINGLY

((post 3 will come soon.... sorry if this was too graphic but i felt i needed to go into detail. I'm sorry if anyone took offense to this but thats why I added another warning. If you have any concerns of my post I completely understand. While I guess you could call me a pervert for putting this down just understand i didnt mean to offend anyone))

((again Im open for criticism, send me an e-mail if you want if you have things you cant post it here yourself))

[Laron]

After his short stay in the Stormwind infirmary, Azrid is glad to get out of the large city. Much too many people and way to crowded. Walking back to Duskwood, he realizes he has been robbed! His Ammo pouch was swiped from him on his way out of town. Making sure his money pouch is still attached to the leather cord that hung around his neck, he is grateful to have learned the trick from his brother. Though that was about the only thing he had learned from his city boy, brother Laron.

Looking at Ebon his new pet he says “Well we gotta get some more shot before we get back to the forest.” Coming to the Lions head inn he notices the sign outside the door that says “No pets allowed.” Scratching Ebon behind the ear, he is worried about leaving her outside. She is new to the area, and not the most loyal pet as of yet. “Well I guess this will tell me whether I keep you as my pet or let you go.” He pats her head, points at the grounds in front of her, and says “Stay here!” As he turns to go in the building, he is hit square in the jaw by a young Human male. From the look of his friends cheering him on, he was doing this to prove something to them. From the look of his baby smooth face, he couldn’t be much more than 16 Human years. Ebon immediately growls and stands up. Azrid, snaps his finger and points at the ground in front of the large black cat. Ebon obeys.

That being done, Azrid takes his fighting stance, and waits for the next punch. The boy has a cocky look on his face, obviously mistaking the Night Elves slender frame for being weak. As the next punch comes in, Azrid dodges and grabs the boys arm. Twisting around, he pulls the boy over his shoulder and throws him in an arch, straight to the ground. Then twisting the boy arm in an unnatural position he strikes it with his open palm, from the side. There is a loud cracking sound, and the boy yells out in pain. Azrid jumps back and readies for another attack. Turning to the crowd, Azrid says “Anyone else?” The Humans are staring with their mouths open, some of the females are holding their hand over their mouths. Non of them say a word.

Bowing, Azrid walks into the inn to find some parchment, so he can write his guild leader to send him some shot for his rifle.

[Tygrasa]

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING PARADING YOUR BODY AROUND HERE LIKE YOU'RE SOME KIND OF PIECE OF MEAT!?" said Gray. With an embarrased look on her face Tygrasa didn't know what to say. As her lip began to tremble about to cry, her master says "Don't... you... dare start crying!" "Is this what I taught you? You're making a fool out of me and even more so yourself!". "B-B-But..." said Tygrasa, stuttering in fear and embarassment, "I needed money." "So you go around Goldshire and have sex with a bunch of Humans? You're a disgrace to me and the rest of our race. What respectable young Kaldorei goes around having sex with..." Gray said disgusted at the thought of Tygrasa sleeping with Humans. "UGH! DISGUSTING!". "I hope you're proud of yourself. I'm leaving." Gray said with a disappointed voice. As Gray walked out the door, Tygrasa heard her say in a low, sad voice, "Too think, she could have been great."

Saddened by her Master's anger, Tygrasa lie in her room for hours, crying. "What is wrong with me?" she thought as warm, salty tears trickled down her smooth, soft, and beautiful face. Completely lost in her own actions, Tygrasa sat in that room until she heard a bunch of commotion downstairs. Her curiosity got the best of her. She strapped on her Defias Boots, grabbed a pair of pants, and a vest, then proceeded downstairs to investigate.

As she walked down the old wooden stairs, she slipped on a puddle of Dwarven Stout some foolish drunk spilled there the night before. As she looked up, a hand was waiting from a tall Night Elf standing in front of her with a most welcoming smile.

[Laron]

As he walks in Azrid hears a loud thud by the stairs, readying himself for another attack, he feels silly as he realizes he is standing ready to fight, all for nothing. He does however see a younger Night Elf sitting rubbing her rear end. “Are you… alright?” She looks as though she had been crying. Holding his hand out he offers to help her up. She is wearing skimpy clothing that makes Azrid blush looking at her. Helping her up, she smells of Dwarven Ale, which makes Azrid wonder if she might be drunk. “Here you go. You shouldn’t be drinking in a place like this, the Humans might try to… um… take advantage of you.” He looks around at the Humans who are left in the bar.

Azrid is tall and well built from years of living in the wilds of the forest. Meeting another Night Elf here, he is grateful he had gotten to take a bath before leaving Stormwind. He fidgets as she get to her feet, and smiles at him, with bright eyes. “I… my name is Azrid… I mean… Um… nice to meet you.” He looks down and straightens his vest and runs his hand over his goatee, to make sure he looks somewhat presentable.

[Tygrasa]

Tygrasa lets out a smile at the sight of Azrid stuttering. As she stands up and brushes herself off she notices the clothes shes wearing. In a scurrying attempt to conceal herself, Tygrasa swiftly swings both of her arms over herself. "What a way to make a first impression..." she thought. She smiled at him and was about to say thank you when she remembered he thought she was drunk. The beautiful smile on Tygrasa's face turned into a pouted lip and squinted eyes. "I'M NOT DRUNK!" she said. Azrid was about to say something, possibly in his own defense when he was cut off by angry Tygrasa. "I bet you think because I'm dressed this way, I'm just some drunk whore you can easily take upstairs and..." as she was venting she was cutoff by a human that said in laughter "Well... you're not?". The whole bar burst with laughter.

Embarassed and frustrated, Tygrasa let out an angry, long groan and stormed upstairs, slammed her door and sat on her bed. Up until this point, Tygrasa never dealt with any caring men. She didn't know how to react. As she sat there in her bed, she wondered in frustration why it all came out so bad.

[Laron]

Azrid flushes in embarrassment. He had assumed she had been drinking, and as he stumbled through an apology, he is interrupted by the female yelling out about him accusing he of being a promiscuous woman, when a Human in the bar shouted out a retort that turned his embarrassment to pure anger. Walking over to the Human sitting at the bar, who is obviously a farmer from this area, Azrid grabs him by his overalls and lifts him off his stool. Holding the Human a good foot off the ground, Azrid says to him. “Things will go one of two ways Ape. You will either go apologize, and I will leave you to your drink. Or my panther outside gets to eat your right hand as a snack tonight and then you will apologize. “She aint nothin but a whor…” As the Human starts to protest, Azrid brings his forehead forward, connecting hard with the mans nose, causing it to gush blood. Dropping the man Azrid draws his axe, and starts to walk towards the Human, who is lying on the floor holding his bleeding nose. With a sharp whistle, Ebon is in the bar and by his side. Her upper canines extending way beyond her chin. She looks intently at the man trying to crawl away. “No! No! I will tell her!

Tygrasa hears a knock at her door. She tells whoever is at the door to go away. Then there is second knock. In anger as she opens the door she sees the Human who made the rude comment to her. His nose has obviously been broken. Azrid is behind him with his hand holding the man by his neck. “He has something he wants to tell you.” He says as he pushes the man forward. The man is holding his right hand tightly to his body. “I… I’m sorry.” Azrid lets go of his grip on the man and pushes him down the hall, and nods to Ebon, who starts to give chase, but comes back to Azrid. “Um hi, I… Er we are probably not welcome here anymore, but I wanted to make sure he told you he was sorry… And… I… wanted… well… to know your name.”

[Tygrasa]

She then replied, "Tygrasa", still embarassed. Azrid then let go of the man. The man fled from the grips of Azrid and fell down the stairs in his attempt to flee. This caused the whole bar to laugh at him. Tygrasa slowly got out of the bed, now dressed in less revealing clothing and said to Azrid "Thanks, for what you did, but you didn't have to. I've learned to handle myself around here." She then reached her right hand out to Azrid's and said, "Nice to meet you." "Now I suppose we should get out of here before the guards handle us, eh?" she said with a smile.

[Laron]

Azrid takes her and starts to shake it as he would a mans hand. Then remembers something he had seen his Bother do many times before. Something that always seem to turn his stomach, yet seem to always get good results for Laron. With almost trembling hands, he turns his hand and kisses the back of her slender hand, and says. “It is nice to meet you?” He is hesitant that he is doing this all wrong, since he can’t seem to interacts with women the right way… “I hope I didn’t cause more trouble for you, than I fixed.”

He sees that she is dressed with less revealing clothes, which makes Azrid relieved, that he doesn’t have to keep his eyes from wandering to inappropriate places. “We…? As in you and I…? I don’t think that the guards would hassle you, I was the one to start the trouble. And Ebon and I were heading back to Duskwood, they have wolves there that can teach her a better way to bite.” Realizing she is looking at him with a warm smile, he can’t help but feel a little reluctant to leave, but he heads down the stairs. When he gets to the bottom, the inn starts to laugh again with some people clapping, and others hooting. Azrid is too far out of his element to feel the slightest bit of comfort. He doesn’t say a word as he heads out the door

[Tygrasa]

Tygrasa picked up her two beloved daggers, both of which she hadn't used in months. She headed out of her room leaving all of her belongings behind except her gold, her daggers, and the clothes on her back. She started after Azrid who was just walking out the front door of the inn. When she finally got to him, she said in a nervous voice "I want to come with you."

[Laron]

Puzzled and excited, he looks around as if someone was playing a joke on him. “You… want to come with… me? You sure? But you are so pretty… I mean delicate… no, I mean…” Still waiting to hear someone laughing at his embarrassed fidgeting, he looks at Ebon, who is starting to sniff Tygrasa. “Well girl, what do you think?” Ebon scent marks her, and looks back at her master. “I do have to warn you, we are not going to a friendly forest as we once called home. These woods are full of walking dead, venomous spiders and they aren’t the real danger.” Staring with the most serious look he can give.

“Have you ever encountered a member of the Horde?”

[Tygrasa]

"Yes I have" replied Tygrasa. "What do ya think? A pretty girl like me hasn't spilled Orc blood before? Believe me when I say this, I have more experience than you could ever imagine. I've come across many Horde in my travels to Stormwind. Thats where these scars come from..." At that moment she pulled her pants down slightly to reveal a crescent shaped scar just inside her left thigh. Just at that moment she had another vision. This time she was in the Night Elf forests of Teldrassil. She watched as her and another young Night Elf woman that looked very much like her, with shorter hair, and a slimmer figure, almost as if she could be her twin, ran in fear. What they were running from she could not figure out. As they were running the other girl fell into a pit and let out a great scream, "AAAAH, Siraya, HELP!" said the girl. At that moment the vision was gone. Tygrasa opened her eyes, looked at Azrid and said in a tired voice as if she were running a marathon, "Siraya!".

She looked at Azrid and said "I'm sorry Azrid, I must go... I must find out who I am." She gave him a kiss on the cheek and said "Thank You." At that note she ran off into the opposite direction, sprinting with determination. Her new goal was to make it back to Teldrassil and find out exatcly what happened to her...

[Laron]

Azrid stands on the road. Not moving just staring in the direction The woman he just met ran off. Holding his cheek where she kissed him. He realized that he has never been kissed by anyone besides his mother and younger sister. Sitting down in the middle of the road, he sits thinking about his life up till now, how alone he has been and no one to share his life with. Just then Ebon nudges him and rubs her cheek against his and purrs. “Sorry Ebon I forgot you were waiting on me. Here is a special treat for being so good.” He searches through his pack for the Blackmouth fish he was keeping for himself and tosses it in the air. Ebon jumps up, catches it, and starts to eat the delicious fish. “Well we should get going if we want to make Dark Shire before dark.”

((The stage is all yours dear.))

[Tygrasa]

((lol i have extremely bad writers block... this story is gonna be put on the shelf for a while))

[Borruvii]

((lol i have extremely bad writers block... this story is gonna be put on the shelf for a while))

Well it's a nice story so far so keep up the good work!