Elunaraa stepped off the path, her hooves sinking into the soft ground of Zangarmarsh. She cursed softly to herself, bemoaning the need to travel this far out of Shattrath to find the herbs she needed to craft and sell her potions.
"Great idea Elunaraa, just a fantastic idea. Walk yourself all the way out here because all those damn adventurers are taking up all the easy to find herbs. Get this filth all over your legs. Ugh! It's going to take weeks to get my legs properly clean again!"
Having finished the small tirade to herself, Elunaraa futilely shook her leg and took another step
"Well, If I'm going to do this, may as well get straight into it."
Elunaraa bent over, feeling her shorts tighten around her ass before adjusting them with the tip of her tail. She began brushing aside lichen as she spotted the unmistakable purple hue of a Dreamfoil blossom, expertly plucking the blossoms, she left the stem to regrow for the future. The Dreamfoil went into her herbalists pouch as she stood again, shaking her hands clear of the mud that they'd quickly picked up.
Elunaraa strode onwards, her worries regarding the cleanliness of her lower legs washing away as she spotted more and more herbs, moving with a small bounce in her step as she moved between them. It didn't take Elunaraa long before she had filled her small herbalists satchel and was beginning to squeeze herbs in to her backpack. Wiping the back of one arm across her forehead Elunaraa placed her pack down, quickly wiping the worst of the mud off of her hands on a nearby leaf and retrieving the lunch that she'd wrapped in some oiled paper.
Elunaraa washed down the flatbread with a long swig of her water, balling up the oiled paper and placing it back into her pach to be used later. She squinted as she caught a glimpse of a hunched figure through the tall mushroom trees of the marsh. Taking a moment to rub at her eyes she looked again, seeing only a gnarled old log where she had convinced herself of another marsh denizen. Elunaraa smiled to herself and finished packing up her lunch,
"You've been alone for all of half a day Elunaraa and you're already going crazy and seeing things."
She started as her small comment was replied to,
"Girl not alone. I watch girl."
Elunaraa whipped around, watching as a Broken stepped from around a nearby mushroom tree. She'd seen many of them around Shattrath but had always stayed away, and even those ones looked as if they had the trappings of civilisation about them. The Broken that stood before her was enormous, as tall and as wide about the shoulders as a noble male Draenei of her kind, but instead of the noble and handsome visage of a Draenei, this creature was malformed and twisted. As if some cruel God had reached down and corrupted all that was good about her people.
The Broken was clothed only in a dirty loincloth covering its groin and was holding a long spear of basic wood. Elunaraa took a moment before replying, internally wincing at the lance of fear that stabbed through her voice
"Uh - Thank you for - uh watching over me."
Elunaraa glanced around at the surroundings, slowly realising that she was hopelessly lost in the marsh
"Could you - ah maybe show me the way back to the Terokkar forest border? I can pay you! I have a small sum of money on me."
The Broken stared at her for a few moments before nodding
"Girl come with me."
The Broken turned on his heel and strode away, leaving Elunaraa to quickly snatch up her pack and follow. It took Elunaraa a few moments to catch up to the Broken, his spear lending him aid with moving through the marshland. As she caught up, the Broken increased his pace, forcing Elunaraa to pay all of her attention to her footing if she wanted to keep up.They walked onwards, the Broken keeping ahead of Elunaraa by a couple of steps, forging forward with a pace that left Elunaraa thoroughly out of breath.
Elunaraa grunted as without warning the Broken raised its arm to the side, causing her to walk into it. As Elunaraa realised that the Broken's hand was resting over one her breasts, he seemed to realise it too, squeezing her chest hard for a moment before dropping his hand
"Stop."
Elunaraa could barely contain her outrage, keeping it tempered only through her fear of the Broken and the situation. She looked up from the muck that she had been staring at for the last few hours and was startled to find herself on the outskirts of some form of small Broken village. Elunaraa looked around for a few moments, blinking in confusion before managing to utter a small response
"Wha-"
Elunaraa's question was cut off as she felt a loop of rope encircle her neck. Pulling her to the side and off balance.
"Scout do good. Bring back breeder for clan."