Shadow of the Night: Mist of Shadows ch. 1More Like This
“Sallaria, what’s wrong?”
Sallaria sighed sharply and turned to face the voice’s owner,
“Everything, Aellon, everything!” she snapped. Aellon sighed and took three cautious steps into the room, eyeing his sister’s mood before deciding to sit next to her.
“Why do you say that?” Aellon asked, hoping he wasn’t going to set of his sister’s emotional bomb of fury.
Sallaria looked her brother in the eyes, her Fel-green eyes vivid with rage,
“Why?” she questioned with her brow raised “Here is why!” Sallaria shot to her feet, her fists clenched tight to the point that her hands started to bleed “I was finishing up a Mastery Ceremony for Shad’ara, ready to go home when Ungar the Ogre headed buffoon decided that He was going to rip me away to Orgrimmar because I was needed by our beloved Warchief!” Sallaria’s form quivered in rage before she slammed her fist into the wall.
Finding HestiaMore Like This
Elren coughed out of habit as she worked her way through the dusty halls of an ancient Titan vault. She was the adventurous type, so when she found a small overgrown tunnel in the circle of mountains that once kept the sacred Vale of Eternal Blossoms safe, she had to explore. The artifacts she came across didn't pique her interest, she was no treasure hunter, all she wanted was to stave off boredom. besides a few mercenary jobs and perhaps a few trips in search of minerals, there was nothing really left to do in Pandaria. She had her farm all ready for harvest in a few weeks, and the Shado-Pan and the Golden Lotus didn't require her aid, so that left her to do whatever she desired.
She pushed through a thick wall of cobwebs and into what seemed to be a workshop. All sorts of abandoned workbenches with tools scattered about, some she knew from working alongside some engineers and fellow blacksmiths, others baffled her for what they could have been used for. By