The cold, quiet wind rustled the leaves of the trees of Ashenvale every time it blew one of its gusts, as if the trees were all part of a band. Sebastian Hulor walked silently along the path, a sense of meaning to him.
He could not have been older then sixteen, maybe seventeen human years, but he was very much not human. His long pale pointed ears where taller then his head, and they seemed to twitch at every little noise, his bright green eyes glowed as if flashlights before him, and his skin was a pale-red color. His long black hair had been removed from its usual foxtail, and tied up to hide under his black hood, to match his black robes.
At first glance, he seemed menacing, with his dark robes and twisted staff. But if he were to get closer, one would notice he was quite short, not abnormally short, but short. Nevertheless, he was no less threatening if one was to get to know him.
Following behind him was a menacing voidwalker, almost invisible in the darkness. The voidwalker spoke quietly to the elf in its snarly demon language, in which Sebastian was fluent.
"Are you sure this is a good idea my lord?" It called ahead to the elf. The young elf stopped and turned to the Voidwalker.
"Of course I'm sure Sarkresh!" he scolded. "He is here, I sense him."'
Sarkresh seemed rather affronted by this, "And why would a young Warlock's senses sense something I cannot?" It stopped and waited for an answer. Sebastian stopped to, rummaged in a small pack he had brought with him, and retrieved a small ordinary pebble from its depths.
"The Warlock's Stone." Sebastian said, quietly. "Enhances Warlock abilities to even Surpass Demo-"
"Yes, yes. Whatever." It was obvious Sarkresh wasn't happy about someone claiming to have greater powers then a demon. "I thought your master made you swear not to waste shards on one until the right time?"
"It is the right time!" Protested Sebastian, Looking desperate. "It has to be, if our master-"
"Our master?" Spat Sarkresh, "You mean my master. You have your own master back in Silvermoon."
"I look for advances in my training always," Sebastian said, trivially. "My master in Silvermoon has taught me much, but it is time to learn more then just regular Warlock magic…"
"You seek to betray your master? He will know already, he is a powerful one." Sarkresh pointed out.
"When our new master teaches us what he knows, I will no longer have to fear my master." Sebastian pointed out, but nevertheless, he looked over his shoulder as he said it. "We shouldn't be in the same place for to long." He said, and before Sarkresh could protest, had hurried along the path.
A odd pulling sensation seemed to pull Sarkresh the same direction as Sebastian, and he sighed. He glided after Sebastian, muttering.
"Why did you have to summon me to be your familiar?"