moonshadows: (Warcraft)
Moonshadows ([personal profile] moonshadows) wrote2011-07-27 04:15 pm

Bedtime story

"Mama, Mama! Tell me the story again!"

Kalika Ironheart settled on the edge of her daugher's bunk with a tolerant smile. "Very well, but then it's time for sleeping."

Eyes wide, the girl-child pulled the blankets up to her chin and settled in to listen as her mother told the tale. She'd heard the it before, many times, but she loved the way her mother looked so fierce when telling it.

"...so when I realized what that foul warlock had done, I set off to find him. I tracked him through the Burning Steppes and into the heart of Blackrock Mountain itself. The Blackrock orcs who defy our Warchief tried to stop me, but I cut them down one by one until finally..." Kalika paused for dramatic effect. "...HE came out to see what the disturbance was. His cursed demon strutted at his side as he walked the length of the hall to me, kicking pieces of his subordinates out of the way. His filthy, demonic spells wound around me, holding me in place and touching me with their vile tendrils. 'Why, Kalika,' he said to me, 'you came back!' 'You knocked me up, you piece of shit,' I told him. 'How marvelous,' he said. He put his hands on my belly, and I shuddered at his foul touch." Here, the orc matron paused to give her daughter a bloodthirsty grin, and the young girl did her best to mimic it. "He didn't know about the knife I had up my sleeve. He said, 'If it's a girl, I'll name her rhksll-!'" The orc woman made a strangled sound, miming clutching motions at her neck. "He couldn't speak very well with my knife in his throat, you see. 'And if it's a boy?' I asked. 'Mrgbl' was all he said. 'I'm going home,' I told him. 'You don't mind do you?' ...he must not have minded, because he lay down to take a nap and never got up."

The orc-child giggled. "And that's how I got my name, right?"

Kalika smoothed her daughter's hair. "That's how you got your name. Good thing you weren't a boy, or people would mistake you for a murloc. Now, the moral of this story is...?"

"Don't let the filthy male orcs touch me, or I'll get knocked up and have to kill them."

"Good girl! Now go to sleep, and in the morning, you can watch Ginnalka make a shrunken head."

Ryxl obediently closed her eyes, and Kalika kissed her on the forehead before standing up. She watched her daughter for a minute, then left the room once she knew the girl was asleep.