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The New Warchief, Part 2
A World of Warcraft story by Himesama
Sugi looked around the throne room, the very room where the orc wearing
her skin had previously issued orders. It smelled musty and stale
compared to when Garrosh had used it, a factor that Garrosh attributed to
the Forsaken advisors that Sylvanas kept around her. It didn't bother the
disguised and deposed former warchief too much. He had devised plans to
retake his throne. Sugi looked around the room at the adventurers
gathered there to listen to Nathanos Blightcaller's rallying speech as
they were about to depart to the Broken Isles. They were not the first
ones to depart from Orgrimmar, nor were they to be the last. This group
was merely reinforcements for stronger adventurers that had already
breached the defenses of the Burning Legion. Auxillary support as it
were. Apparently the Horde and Alliance had both made significant headway
into the Broken Isles campaign, and were close to driving the Legion back
into the Twisting Nether where they belonged. Sugi, despite Garrosh's
significant martial prowess, had not come to the forefront as someone
that could fight well. Instead, Sugi was a well known face around
Orgrimmar's seedier drinking establishments and had taken things slowly.
In order for Garrosh's plan to retake the Horde to come to fruition, he
required patience and stealth which were both things he lacked.
With the briefing concluded, Sugi had made mental notes about various
persons of interest that would have to be removed or replaced. First and
foremost would be some Nightborne or Highmountain Tauren ambassador.
Someone that could get closer to Sylvanas easily. Or at the very least
another access point that could get close to the warchief privately
without drawing too much suspicion. As Sugi headed back to her humble
abode by Razor Hill, she weighed the pros and cons of each. Upon
returning home, she locked the door and walked to the bedroom; there
wasn't much there in terms of furnishings. It was minimalist and purely
functional. A drastic change from what Garrosh had ordered for Orgrimmar.
She started stripping off her layers of heavy plate armor, hanging it on
the armor rack next to her dresser. Sugi's already fit figure had only
been improved by Garrosh's strict physical training regimen, and the
improvements were significant. Her waist was slimmer and her abs were
more prominent, and some of her clothes had to be hemmed in to
accommodate the changes to her waistline. She slipped into a soft dark
blue robe and headed back out towards Orgrimmar.
Arriving at the hub of all Horde activity dressed as a civilian was easy
enough as she headed towards the Nightborne embassy, the wheels in her
head turning as she finalized her plan. She quickly spotted the
ambassador, which she was able to pick out based on all the finery he
wore. She approached him putting on a demure act which was almost the
polar opposite of Garrosh's actual personality. "Ambassador," she said as
she sauntered up to him. He turned from his assistants, the gaze from his
bluish-purple eyes settling on her bright blue ones. "Yes?" He responded,
turning around fully to drink in the beautiful orc woman in fron of her
as he waved off his assistants.
"Would you perhaps care to... get a drink and become a bit more familiar
with the Horde? Perhaps I can show you personally that the Horde isn't as
savage as we may appear."
The ambassador grinned. He had been aching for the touch of a woman. He
was fairly handsome by most standards. He was in shape, tall, and his
long white hair framed his face well. He suspected this orc woman had
noticed him in passing and was rather taken by him.
"Of course miss...?" he started.
"My name is Sugi," she replied, her sultry voice alone was almost enough
to complete enthrall him.
"Charmed, Sugi. My name is Sildri Kerolti. As I can assume you've
deduced, I am one of the ambassadors for my people," he said with
confidence.
"Oh yes, I can tell. You must be rather important to have so many
attendants," she responded, raising an eyebrow seductively. Sildri
blushed slightly. "Meet me at the tavern in Razor Hill. It's not too far
south from here. We can go to my house afterwards," Sugi whispered. "I'll
be waiting," she said, running her hand across his torso before leaving
with a wink.
Night fell over Durotar as Ambassador Sildri Kerolti of the Nightborne
walked into the tavern. He saw an assortment of people, most of them orcs
and trolls. He scanned the room until he spotted Sugi sitting at a table
by herself, sipping from a mug of frothy beer. Sildri ordered a glass of
wine from the bar before smoothly sliding into the seat across from Sugi.
"Hello ambassador," she said before setting her mug down on the table.
Sildri smiled at her as one of the barmaids set his glass of wine down on
the table. He took his glass and held it up to her. "To the new
relationship between our people," he said. Sugi picked up her mug and
tapped it gently to his wine glass. They sat and drank for a few hours.
Ambassador Sildri was the type that liked to hear himself talk and told
Sugi quite a bit about how Tyrande of the Alliance had rebuffed the
Nightborne, why they had joined the Horde, and his job before moving on
to more mundane topics that she didn't really care about. While Sildri
made his way through a bottle of wine by himself, he didn't notice that
Sugi only had one flagon of beer. An inebriated Sildri and sober Sugi
made their way out of the tavern with Sugi's powerful frame supporting
Sildri as they went to her home. She laid him down on the bed and began
to undress. She slid the dark blue robe up and over her head, revealing
long and powerful legs, a slender waist, possibly more muscle on her abs
alone than he had on his whole body, and her supple breasts. She stood
nude before him, allowing him to take in her svelte figure as he slowly
and drunkenly undressed himself.
He slammed in to her, gripping her muscled thighs for purchase as he slid
in and out. Sugi was splayed out on the bed while Sildri stood on the
floor, allowing him to keep his eyes on her whole body. Sugi gripped the
bedsheets above her and let out a loud moan as Sildri went back in with
more force than before. They were both panting as the Nightborne man bent
down to suckle at one of her breasts, his tongue playing around her dark
nipple. She squirmed a bit as he did so, moaning again as he moved his
hands up to her ass, giving it a squeeze. "Blood and thunder, you're so
good!" Sugi cried out as she tensed up, her first orgasm hitting her like
a slow rolling wave. He lifted her off the bed and carried her to a wall,
her thighs wrapping around his waist and her arms holding on to his
shoulders. He thrust in and out at a quick clip, Sugi pressing her lips
to his. He had never kissed a woman with tusks before, but he quickly
decided that he liked it. Their tongues played together, darting between
orcish and elvish mouths, their love juices spilling down to the floor
from Sugi's tight snatch. He walked them back over to the bed where Sugi
took over, flipping him on to his back, riding on top of him. Garrosh
tapped into Sugi's experience as an outrider and rode Sildri hard. Sildri
was experiencing total bliss. Never had he been taken like this by a
woman, and she definitely knew what she was doing. He felt his body tense
as he let loose inside of her, panting heavily. Not long after, he felt
Sugi squeeze down on his member as she cried out loudly in ecstasy,
shaking as she felt her orgasm rock her entire body. She lifted herself
off of him, their mixed juices dripping from inside her, as she laid down
on the bed next to him panting.
Garrosh had never felt the female orgasm before, but it was very
different from the times he had came as a male. As Garrosh, hidden inside
Sugi, laid next to the Nightborne ambassador, she almost felt a twinge of
regret but quickly brushed it away. Sugi's hands glowed with the black
and white energy of the sha as she touched Sildri's flaccid member. He
turned his head to look at her, unaware of the changes that were going on
to his body. He smiled. She turned to him and smiled back as the light
left his eyes. All that remained seconds later was a hollow husk of
Ambassador Sildri. Sugi picked up the skin of Ambassador Sildri as well
as his belongings and put them in her pack. She needed to be awake early
tomorrow morning if she was going to catch her boat to the Broken Isles.
Sugi stepped out on to the Suramar City docks along with other
adventurers from the Horde. They were directed to a standby area before
their assignments would be distributed, sending them across the Isles.
Sugi of course had no reason to stay and took off towards an abandoned
building in the city. Due to the removal of the Legion's presence in part
of the city, as well as their supporters, Sugi was able to change
undisturbed into Sildri. Garrosh's bald brown head emerged from Sugi's
green back and swapped the orc skin for the elf skin. He donned the skin
as well as Sildri's effects before stashing the bag underneath the bed of
the abandoned house. Ambassador Sildri strode from the house and
proceeded back to the Horde's staging area. He looked around until he saw
Sylvanas's Forsaken flag flying from atop a large building towards the
outskirts of the staging area. He confidently walked inside the building,
seeing Sylvanas poring over a battle map that was laid out on the table.
She was alone. This would be perfect. He did not have much faith in his
ability to sneak around, so he decided an obvious approach would be best.
"Excuse me, warchief!" Sildri called out as he walked into the building.
She didn't turn around. He continued walking towards her, keeping his
wits about him as he looked around the building for anyone hiding in the
shadows, as well as anything that would denote magical scrying. He saw
neither of these things, as they were solidly in Horde territory,
surrounded by hundreds of adventurers and Horde soldiers, Sylvanas being
strong enough to fight almost anyone and win by herself, and the building
was warded to protect against any kind of scrying magic. This was almost
too easy. As he got closer, she turned around to face him.
"What is it, Ambassador?" Sylvanas asked curtly.
"I have been speaking with First Arcanist Thalyssra, and she wanted me to
go over a few things with you, specifically regarding the full reconquest
of Suramar," he said.
Sylvanas turned back to the map, her gauntleted hands resting on the
tabletop. "What did she want to bring to my attention then?" Sylvanas
asked as she studied the map, her red eyes flicking across it. Sildri
raised his hand and slammed it into Sylvanas's back, his fingertips
glowing with black and white sha energy.
Sylvanas's body slumped over the table as a dark purple mist began to
seep from her mouth, before it formed into the shape of a ghostly woman.
"Sildri, what have you done?" Sylvanas cried, her banshee form forcibly
removed from her old body. "I am simply retaking my mantle as warchief!"
Sildri announced to her, laughing as Sylvanas's body slowly lost any
rigidity. "GARROSH?!" Sylvanas exclaimed, confused and surprised. "Yes,
dark lady. Today I regain my title of warchief," the orc within Sildri
explained. "Now... begone!" Sildri said, raising his hand once more,
letting a blast of sha energy explode from his hand, banishing Sylvanas
to a permanent afterlife. He picked up the skin that was formerly
Sylvanas and walked into a backroom of the house with it. Sildri's body
and clothing were unceremoniously removed and thrown into the fireplace,
where azure flames licked at it until it was no more. Garrosh smiled
wickedly as he sat down on the bed, tugging the back of Sylvanas's skin
open. He slid his large orc legs into Sylvanas's slimmer and longer ones
before pulling the rest of her body up along his. He wiggled his fingers
a bit, seeing Sylvanas's gauntleted fingers wiggle along with his.
Garrosh pulled the Banshee Queen's face over his own, and as the suit
sealed itself, energy of the Old Gods pouring out the back of it, the new
warchief opened her eyes.
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