The Purge: Part One - Dorri'tow and Keltyr

((Written with Bricu, Threnn and Keltyr. Bricu and Threnn written by Bricu with help from Threnn. Dorri and Kel parts written by me with help from Kel))

((Part one: Bricu and Threnn found here))

There was a slowly growing throng ahead of them in the large sewer tunnel and it continued to grow as more people came through portals. Dorri kept as close to Keltyr as she could, uneasy in the press of strangers. They were mostly sindorei, but there was a scattering of the other horde races mixed in. Her sense of unease continued to grow. What were they doing here in the Dalaran sewers? What was so important?

Magister Rommath, head of the blood mages and the Magistrate, appeared at the center of the group, floating a few feet off the ground so he could be seen by everyone. Keltyr tensed at her side. More trouble, it had to be. The past few weeks had been little more than one bit of trouble after another. But Rommath in the Dalaran sewers surrounded by members of the horde could only mean things were going from bad to worse.

“Right, gather up you lot.” A mage appeared at her side, trying to get the milling group away from where the portals were . “Magister Rommath will update you.” The mage’s voice was bored and officious. Dorri moved to change the tone, but Keltyr stopped her.

“Let’s hear what this is about first. If it’s stupid, you can teach that one a lesson.” Reluctantly, Dorri nodded and then followed Keltyr in the circle that surrounded the magister. As Rommath cleared his throat, it was obvious that the speech the magister was giving had been repeated more than once before.

The muttering died down quickly and Rommath continued. Proudmoore had removed all protections from Aethas Sunreaver and any that claimed allegiance to him. The crowd groaned. They knew what was coming.. Escort duties often paid well, but they were also tedious and often involved heavy lifting. But Rommath continued talking. Any Sunreaver, any horde sympathizer in Dalaran would not be allowed to leave the city. They were to be detained in the Violet Hold.

The sindorei in the crowd cried out, but they were hushed as Rommath continued talking. Aethas Sunreaver had already been taken. Then the worse came, Vareesa Windrunner, the leader of the Silver Covenant, was taking charge of subduing those that resisted. Everyone who had been in Dalaran during the Northrend campaign knew what that meant. If she could find a way, Vareese Windrunner would see any friend of the horde dead. She hated them. She hated her former kin most of all.

They were there to get out as many of the Sunreavers as they could. Dorri had her suspicions as she watched a few people drawn out of the assembly by members of the Magistrate. Hand picked by Rommath, no doubt, for whatever the real goal here was. She and Keltyr would never be on that list.

Finally, the Magister drew the briefing to close. “And try to stay clear of the Silver Covenant. We don’t want to cause a scene if we can avoid it. Not yet, anyhow”

Magister Rommath walked away, leaving the throng to organize themselves. Dorri’tow looked towards Keltyr, but he had already begun walking towards a tight knot of sindorei, fellow soldiers. They had met in Kun Lai, rescuing members of the Reliquary from torture and death at the hands of the Mogu. The group made room for Keltyr and then Dorri to join them.

“First the humans, then the orc warchief and now our own former brothers…”

“None of those prissy bastards are my brother.” Keltyr snarled. Most of the group nodded in agreement.

“What are we going to do?”

“Some of my Uncle Jaeren’s family are still in the city, western quarter, near the sanctum. I’m going to make sure they get to Silvermoon.” Quickly, Keltyr sketched out a plan that involved the entire cadre, issued orders and they were on the move.

Before they emerged into the underbelly of the city, they paused. The tunnel they had selected should take them close to one of the exits to the city above. The group paused as they heard screams. A woman ran towards them, dressed in sunreaver colors. They parted to let her escape past them and then formed a wall to protect the woman’s retreat. Three queldorei dressed in covenant silver and blue pulled up short at the sight of them. Behind them at the entrance to the sewer tunnel, Dorri could see at least one body dressed in red.

“Take the whore and leave while you can, sindorei scum.” One of the three began to slowly back away. “The entire city will be locked down soon enough.” The retreating warrior pulled a device from his belt.

“We were told to avoid the Silver Covenant.” One of the leather clad assassins spoke softly. “We can go around.”

Dorri had already charged ahead with a snarl.

“We kill anyone who gets in our way.” Keltyr shouted as he followed after her. “Selama ashal’anore!” They took their justice from the corpses of their enemies.