((World of Vorecraft has been done, check the interactive stories.))<br/><br/>The boat had, of course sank. That should have come as no surprise really, given the seas around Northrend. But this place... this wasn't Northrend.<br/><br/>He pulled himself out of the water, checking over his black with gold trim outfit. It was soaked of course, and badly damaged. As powerful an enchanted outfit it was, there were still things that could damage it apparently. He lifted his two arms and spread his fingers, checking his rings and bracers, then checking his six legs. The bracers and leg bands there were still attached, though he'd lost a few of his toe rings. He'd lost one of his pouches and his staff during the swim as well. Pity he couldn't remember what was in that pouch, since he seemed to have all of his essintials.<br/><br/>Oh yes... rations. That was probably what was in that pouch. One of the few still living Nerubians who to this day battled against the Lich King and his undead plauge, the subject of food was in the forefront of his mind. He needed to eat to survive after all.<br/><br/>The beach was covered in small pebbles rather than sand, and a pecularly farmilar scent of death and decay filled the air. No matter, he was immune to the plauge of the Scourge, should he find one of the mindless undead here it would fill his belly as easily as a truely living creature. Easier in fact.<br/><br/>"RwlRwlRwlRwl!" He didn't need to turn his head, his numerous eyes were deep onyx jewels set about his head. Besides, the cry of an enraged murloc was known the world over. That would explain the scent of the area. The fishlike humanoid was charging at him with a bladed stick. The creature was a sickly yellowish white, looking pale and near death, if not undead, already.<br/><br/>A quick series of gestures focused his mind, a mantra in the sign language of his people, and a burst of arcane energy brought the murloc up short. The creature gave a surprised cry as the spiderlike creature it was trying to threaten away lept at it. One elegant spider limb swept away the creatures pike while the fangs descended into it's flesh.<br/><br/>The murloc struggled in his grip, but he was stronger than this creature. He would not need to pull away, letting the poison run its course before finishing the meal. No, he held it, flexing his fangs and pumping his venom into this creature. It's struggles weakened and he pulled his fangs away.<br/><br/>"Rwwwllll..." The murloc moaned.<br/><br/>"My apologies. I do not speak your lanauge, if indeed that was an actual attempt at intelligent communication." He said patiently, his voice inhumanly calm. "I would study Nerglish further, but for now you are spouting to me the same gibberish you likely hear when I address you. So I will allow my actions to speak for me."<br/><br/>The fish creatures eyes tried to focus on the threat, but it was having a hard time keeping them both looking in the same direction. It didn't matter, the Nerubian opened it's jaws wide, lifting the fish creature into it's maw. The mouthparts that served as fangs spread to accept the meal, reaching for it and pulling it in with a massaging series of movements. Realising it's doom was at hand, the icthoid once more tried to struggle. By this time his internal organs were breaking down into a soupy substance, being predigested already. His movements were sluggish, and served only to provide a wiggling stimulation as numerours mouth parts massaged his body past the mouth and into the gullet where digestion of the external parts would begin.<br/><br/>Within moments the Nerubian was cleaning the fish slime off his mouthparts fasticiously. The fish still twitched and wriggled within his body, but it wasn't going anywhere. Unless one counted on it's spirit reforming at an Alter of the Deep. He wanted to relax now, give time to digest, even though this hadn't been a particularly satisfying meal. Still, this new land held promises of much grander meals to come.<br/><br/>His legs moving in tandem, he set off up the shore towards the grass land and the trees visible beyond. Murloc, while still edible, were unfilling and distasteful. No, there would be something better further inland...