There was scarce findings for Iron Orcs. Apparently the grunts had been sent out on some task and as soon as they spotted a fire wielding shaman and a very large Tauren with a very big stick, they high tailed it the other direction. Raska was disappointed she didn't get to slaughter things, the most she got to do was suppress fires.
"Do you know you have a rabbit following you?" Tsunderebear asked, tilting his head to where the brown lop eared rabbit sat.
"Oh, that's Mick. He comes and goes." Raska turned to eye the hill. It seemed to have more enraged Bontani, plant people, than it did Iron Horde Orcs.
"Well, hello Mick." Tsunderebear told the rabbit with some amusement.
"Feh." Mick replied. "Why're we hanging out in a burning forest?"
Tsunderebear was startled by the rabbit's command of the Orcish language and caught Raska's wicked grin that said 'You started it.' "Well," Tsunderebear started, "We're trying to stop the burning."
"You'd be better off with a fire extinguisher or a fire truck, if you ask me." Mick sniffed and turned to lick his side, "But you didn't, so you'll probably go do something foolish like attack that group of Orcs around the corner. I can smell them from here." Mick flicked his paws together, "Here's an idea Orcish empire, Horde, whatever, bathtubs and showers. Improve morale of your allies, Orcs stink." He gave Raska a stern look, even though she was well bathed, and hopped off into the near by brush.
"That's his magic trick, disappear when danger is near." Raska said rolling her eyed, "Let's go find those Orcs."
Tsunderebear shook his head in bewildered amusement, while he was in touch with most of nature and her children, he'd never met so grumpy or sassy a rabbit before. It was an easy lope to keep up with the shaman, he was almost two feet taller than her, after all.
They turned the corner and immediately ducked back as an Iron Orc warrior went flying through the air past where they'd been and into a tree, neck broken.
Raska called upon the fire elements to her fist, ready to apply as another warrior came their way, this one running for all he's worth.
"GET BACK HERE!" A voice called. Female, accented, and angry. Before Raska could release fire or Tsunderebear could release fury, a Pandarian came flying through the air and landed on the Iron Orc where she applied axe to head. The Orc lay dead underneath her as she picked herself up to look at the two staring at her. "Hi. I'm Yaks." she said, plunking axe into her belt. She dusted off her paws, seemingly ignoring the blood on her fur. She flicked a lock of green hair and said "If you're looking for Orcs, I'm afraid I axed 'em all already."
"Well, actually," Raska said, letting go the flame, "We're looking for an enraged and corrupted tree."
"I am Tsunderebear." The druid introduced himself, "That is Raska."
"THAT?" Raska protested, "I am not a THING."
"No, you're an Orc." Yaks agreed. "Same difference really."
"What?!" Raska growled, flame creeping around her fist.
"Anyway. The tree's this way. I kind of went wide, it's a bit angry and my axe isn't THAT big. But I guess you two could tip the scales. I mean, as long as you're not scrubs."
"What's a scrub?" Tsunderebear asked, falling into step with the Pandarian.
"Newb. Scrub. Useless. Fuck up. Y'know." Yaks sort of explained as she kicked aside brush to scramble through bushes.
"There's a path." Raska grumbled as another branch was whapped into her face. You'd think a person the size of a mountain in front of her would prevent the foliage attacking her not encourage it. She stopped and looked at the back of the druid suspiciously. The branches were definitely moving out of his way and back again. That bloody cheater! Yaks just seemed happy to crawl and scramble through the brush. The maniac.
The end of the trip through the thicket ended with a sharp scramble down a medium sized cliff. Yaks just rolled down it, flipped, and landed on her feet. Tsunderebear skidded down on his hooves, using his staff as a mix of rudder and balancer. Raska took one look at it and summoned an earth elemental to carry her down. The rocks formed into a shape, seemed a bit surprised by the request and easily carried her down.
"Really?" said Yaks. "That's a bit of a waste."
"*I* don't have stone chips in my hair." Raska said, resisting sticking out her tongue.
Tsunderebear wasn't quite sure if he should step in the middle and try to intervene the growing cat fight or if he should stand back, way back.
"You don't have any hair! Just a braid thing!" Yaks replied with a sniff, running fingers through her own hair.
"It's a style of status and --" She was interrupted by Tsunderebear.
"Is that the tree we're here to see?" he asked mildly. Of course, mildly from an 8'4 bovinoid was still rather conversation stopping.
The two women turned to where he was looking. The tree was larger than the forest, it carried the torso of a treant in one hand as some sort of weapon, and was busy smashing everythinga round it. It sent a Botani flying against the cliff.
"Uh. Yes." Raska confirmed unnecessarily.
"Great! Let's trim it's branches!" Yaks said with enthusiasm and charged. "Just call me a lumberjack!" she yelled as she jumped onto the enraged giant.
"What the .. I can't.. Oh..!" Raska spluttered and then chased after the insane warrior. She threw a fire totem to the feet of the giant tree and called upon fire to burn it from within as she threw balls of fire at the torso, careful to not hit the reckless Pandarian busy hacking at it with an axe.
Tsunderebear, who until this part had been using the powers of moon and sun, turned into a very large bear and roared loud enough to send rocks tumbling down their cliff sides. The tree, even under attack, paused. The druid raised up on his back paws, roared again, and then charged the tree, claws mauling and flaying.
"Everyone is insane." Raska muttered, standing back to throw healing energy at Yaks. The warrior was being beaten by the corpse of the treant and she didn't much seem to care.
Calling on the power of the elements, burning the inner rage, she cause their powers to grow and their actions to hasten.
The tree was moaning and growling in anger, Tsunderebear was growling better. Yaks had carved chunks out of it when it finally managed to pick her up and throw her halfway across the canyon. The Pandarian landed rolling and jumped to her feet with a flourish.
Raska called lightning down on the tree, striking from top to bottom, bolt after bolt.
Tsunderebear, on hind legs gave the tree a mighty shove as Yaks bounded back with her axe. Raska called the best of her fire and managed to light the remains into a blaze.
The trio stood back and watched the enraged tree perish. Raska let out a sigh and leaned against her staff, exhausted. She needed some food and drink desperately. Tsunderebear, still a bear, flumped at her feet. If it could be said a being she could ride could flump at her feet. Yaks stretched, turned at the waist a few times and looked around. "Okay, so what's next?"