Deviation Actions
Description
World © Blizzard
Story © Ekaterina N. Stadnikova
Translation from Russian © Eugene Selivanov
A terrible crash came from a distance, as if someone had been uprooting trees. Barely breathing, an old pandaren hid behind a hoarstone. He cautiously looked to whence he just ran with all haste.
When the oldster was called out he gave a start of surprise.
- Have you seen my brother? He looks like a tousled tanuki. His name is Cho and perhaps... He is in great trouble.
- Is this thug your brother??? Trouble's his name, that's what I say, son. First this asshole drank everything in my tavern, everything that could burn, that's what I say. And then he began smashing my furniture! I just ran for help. Let the monks from the Jade Temple teach him a lesson.
- We don't need any monks... They won't be able to handle it. A woe happened to him. I'll take him home.
- Hurry up, please. Because he became a woe to me. This tavern is all I have.Suddenly the old pandaren began to cry as a child. Quiet and plaintively. Taran Zhu ran down the road without delay. He had no plan at all.
It looked as if hurricane was raging inside the tavern. The lintel collapsed. The countertop lay lonely on it's side in the corner. The haunters, became sober instantly, were shaking behind. Chairs, benches and tables, that survived, were scattered among the already broken. Pile of the waiters' unconscious carcasses layed near the wall. Cho stood in the midst of all this ugliness and roar furiously.- Well? Who's ready to... hic!... taste my punches?
- My tavern! Let your tail to fell off, you mad bastard!
- Hey, you. Yeah you! Fight me!
He stared blankly at the Zhu. Taran removed his helmet, unbuckled his shoulder-strap and gave his mace to the innkeeper.
- I will not fight with you. Let's go home.
- No, you will!
It seemed, heavy inebriation doesn't bother Cho at all. Quite the contrary. Hail of his punches, fast and devastating, was crumbling on the enemy, who did not even try to defend himself.
- Enough! Let's go home!
- Only dead are in my home. Made me.
- Cho, be yourself, please.
- I'm fine... hic!.. thank you! I'm having a good time.
It seemed, a little bit more – and Cho will break every single bone to him. But Zhu didn't think of defending himself.
- So that's the point, hah? Will you feel better if you turn me into a cutlet? Go on, little brother! You fight like a woman. I still have ribs intact. Deny yourself nothing! But... even if you beat me up to death... It will not return your wife and daughter.
The cruel words made Cho freeze. He lowered his hands. Then he staggered and looked around at what he had done.
- A hammer and a broom are waiting until you sober up, son. Fix what you broke yourself.- Hey, it's not your fault. It's nature's decision. You know, patrol found an egg near the wall. Silly mother made her nest too close to the yaungol's camp. They killed her. Riders told me, that the serpent would hatch soon. But they have no free hands now. And the wilds won't harbour the kid. He is all alone now.
- So am I.
The warm heavy egg shuddered by touch. It seemed like Its bright red shell was glowing from within.
- All will be alright with us. I won't let you down, kid.
