laluna

Summer, never ending immortal Summer. It had been the charm and yet draw back to Quel'thalas from it's inception so many untold years ago. Had it truly been almost two years since she left the landscapes that watched her grow from mere child to adult over the past three centuries or more. Still it wasn't one of those times to stop and idle before the towering gates, already change has happened within the city, a rebirth of sorts finally shedding away it's former dynasties failures in hopes of a stronger Sin'dorei future. Still she endlessly had to question if this future would prosper as so many deeply hoped.The breeze that brushed against...

The Druidess knelt before the rescued charges, various colors, various sizes. It had taken much from her to cleanse the corruption. In the end the amulet fashioned by those she could trust, broke. It's powered drained completely as it remained as lifeless and dead as the heart of the woman who had attempted to twist life. Kulena Ragethorn stood up carefully using her stave to keep her balance. Life had been preserved, healthy natural lives not twisted by the dark powers that still remained beneath Azeroth's deep layers. Her gaze shifted towards the north thinking deeply about the events in Northrend and the corruption that was pulled forth...

    The slick leather boots paced heavily against the ornate halls that the rather lanky figure found himself in. Trailing behind him a cloak finely embroidered with golden trim accents, crushed velvet adorning the outside as the inner lining was made of fur. He paused before the mural depicting grand battles across the ages, as his hand reached up to brush the hairs that had fallen before his face. Doing so his hand paused ensuring that the ivory horns that swept back over his head hadn't come lose from the head piece he wore. Turning he now faced the elaborate doorway of the All-Father. Nervousness caused his lips to thin out and crease ...