Jerry ran up, out of breath. "El...nar...a"
She stepped outside. "Jerry, I swear I have to work on your endurance."
Jerry spotted the King and made his salutes. He turned back to Elunara. "I'm sorry, but Terrance and Mark are at it again. We tried to pull them apart, but I gave up and came for you."
She growled as she followed alongside the exhausted Jerry. "What's going on?"
"It started this morning. Mark has the hots for Jenny, and he was flirting with her, when Terrance, her bother decided to jump in. And I don't know all of it, but Terrance was saying that "Jenny couldn't date anyone who'd put their filthy dick in the whore". I'm sorry." He added rapidly.
"Well, gee, does that exclude the entire town?" She scoffed.
He flushed. "I don't know. But, Mark got mad because Terrance said bad things about you. And he said..." Jerry struggled to remember. "Well, it was something like "Terrance was just sore that Terrance's dick was too small to be of any interest to you." His color deepened. "Sorry."
"I kind of like that one." She remarked. They reached a clearing where four people on each side were holding back the two men. They were both yelling obscenities. "SHUT IT, YOU DUMBFUCKS!" She screamed. Everyone at once froze.
She marched forward and went for Mark. "You! Five seconds, convince me not to gut you."
"Terrance called you a filthy whore, I wasn't having it."
She nodded. "Next time, Filthy whore is practically a compliment to me."
He stared. "What?"
With a wave of her hand, she rocked her head back and forth. "I'll explain later. Also, Jenny thinks you're hot; came to me for advice on how to seduce you."
Varian turned to Grogek. "Aren't you going to do anything?"
Grogek snorted. "They're more afraid of her than me. I threaten them with her."
Renwa nodded. "Grogek may be raw power, but Elunara makes up for it in sheer meanness."
She marched over to Terrance. "Hey little peashit, I've been hearing fun things about you."
Terrance yanked himself free of the other men, who backed to a safe distance. "Stay away from me, whore."
She snorted. "You know, there's a little orc woman over in Frostfire Ridge, who could teach you a thing or two about creative insults. Because whore? Is the codename I picked for myself when I was running missions for SI:7."
He spat on the ground. "Am I supposed to be impressed?"
She yanked his pants down to his knees before he knew what was going on. She snorted. "Am I supposed to be impressed?" She mocked.
He bent down to grab his pants but got her knee to his face.
"Oops." She called merrily. Grabbing him by the hair, she yanked his head back. "I could slit your throat, but that would be boring." She bent him backwards, as he flailed and grabbed at her. "And messy." She kneed him in the back, then jabbed her fist in his throat. "Instead, it will be WAY more satisfying to utterly humiliate you in front of everyone. Including the King of Stormwind." She knocked his legs out as she let go of his hair.
"Say hi!" She called merrily, as she stepped on his stomach. "Oh, right, you can't." She grabbed him by the throat. "I'll make your condolences for you." She lifted him to her face. "I should tell you, I like Mark. He's a good kid. Also, your sister has made her own visit to my little practice." She giggled wildly. "You shouldn't make assumptions you little weasel." She dropped him and stepping on his crotch she started to walk off. She turned. "Oh yeah, I agree with Mark. That thing is pathetic." She walked off whistling, her arms behind her head.
She stopped in front of Varian. "Oh, right. Troops or something."
He leaned his head to the side. "I should tell you that that is not the right way to discipline a soldier."
"Aw." She patted his cheek. "You think I care."
"Do I even want to know what was said?" Grogek raised an eyebrow.
She reached up and patted his cheek as well. "Nope." She laughed. "In fact, Mark was more insulted for me, than I would have been insulted. It was adorable."
"He called you a whore?" Grogek snorted.
"FILTHY whore. Get it right."
He just laughed. "They really don't learn, do they?"
"Never. It's the best part."
Varian shook his head. "Then why punish him?"
"It was intent, darling. And circumstance. Shall we start that tour now?" She fluttered her lashes.
By the end of the day, Varian was quite impressed by the town, Grogek, and even the people's attitude towards Elunara. She led them to their barracks building. Opening the door, she let him go first.
Tulani was sitting at her desk, sewing. "Darguni is asleep."
Elunara walked over and kissed her. "Sorry I haven't been around today."
"It's alright. I hear you had a bit of fun though."
She snorted. "I haven't been able to take down a dick in ages."
"I thought you did that every day." Tulani smiled softly.
Elunara froze and then laughed. "You have me there."
"This is all your work?" Varian looked at the pictures on the wall.
"Those are more my favorites, rather than my best." She pointed to the shelves. "Everything I've ever done and kept is there."
"Fascinating goblin picture."
"He was a friend." She said quietly.
"Oh." He frowned and continued on. "Oh. Oh, wow this one..." He looked down at Tulani. "Is this you?"
She smiled at him, but kept on sewing. "I am selfish, in that I call it Elunara's finest work."
Elunara kissed her head. "It IS my finest work."
He pulled out a book and began to flip through. "Your skill has vastly improved." Varian put the book down and cleared his throat. "Elunara, is it alright for me to speak in front of Tulani?"
"We have no true secrets." Elunara shrugged.
He seriously doubted that, if the Blood Elf was any indication. "Why does Jordan act so odd around you?"
"Well, it's more me and Grogek at the same time. One or the other, he can handle." She sighed. "He just hasn't been the same since the threesome."