Author's Notes: This is going to be an ongoing thing where i upload one shots/Short Stories of the different Blood Spear Members Before, During and After the forming of their Mercenary group. This will build up to a story on it's own whilst filling in blanks throughout the other three stories I have written so far. What I plan to do with these is lay the ground work for a completely different story where it takes place in the Warcraft universe, but depicts a future I am certain won't come to pass.

If it isn't obvious enough, I am a huge fan of the Blood Elves and their Lore, so the plan with these shorts is to build up to a completely made up future, some may call it fictional, in Warcraft where said Blood Elves are strong once more. Although we are just starting BFA in the actual Warcraft Universe, I will try to make the story line close to what we're dealing with in the game right now (In patch 8.0.1) whilst creating my own outcome if and when I get to that point.

As for now, enjoy the series of One Shots/Short Stories about the Blood Spear Mercenary group Before, During and After they created said group.

Athrodar - After

Looking After Orgrimmar

The air was hot and dusty, partnered with the bright ball of fire in the sky and with how dry everything was around him, it almost made Athrodar hate coming to the Horde capital more than when he went to the frozen wastelands of Northrend. The only thing making it bearable was the priestess walking in front of him, following a familiar looking Dark Ranger closely behind.

Tanadia looked around her faction's capital whilst they made their way to Grommash Hold, her face not failing to show the amount of awe she had for this place. Though it was by her choice, she had spent the majority of her life cooped up in Silvermoon and had never really seen anything outside the elvish lands in person, only seeing sketches in the many books she would read to pass her time, learning about the world.

"How have I not come here earlier?"

Athrodar raised an eyebrow at his daughter when she looked at him. "Really? Here?"

"Yeah! Why not? I can understand why many people may not like Orgrimmar because of the location, climate and the fact it looks like nothing can survive here. But with the amount of activity here, you can probably always find something to do, whether it's buying, selling, learning or even just talking to like minded peers about your adventures."

Seeing she had strayed off path, Athrodar held onto her arm, slowly dragging her back towards their small escort and out of the way of a traders caravan coming their way. "It also seems like a place where you can get lost if you don't know where you're going."

She watched as the caravan missed her by inches, feeling her hair get blown a little as the vehicle rushed past them. "Perhaps for now I should just stay by your side papa." She looked up at him, smiling when he had an eyebrow raised at her. "Just to be safe."

The two of them followed the small entourage of Dark Rangers leading them to Grommash Hold. Though Athrodar didn't need a guide, they had orders from their Queen and Warchief to take him to her after he was summoned to Orgrimmar a week after they last met. When they eventually arrived at the entrance to Grommash Hold, Athrodar smirked a little when he saw his daughter looking a little scared. "You'll be fine. She won't do anything whilst I'm here."

Tanadia shook her head. "It's not that." She frowned at his words, looking up at him. "What do you mean she won't do anything? What would she do if you weren't here?"

He smiled. "Nothing, most likely. But she isn't the most predictable of people." He glanced down at the priestess, noticing she was looking back at Grommash Hold. "So what's on your mind?"

She scoffed at him, a little surprised he didn't know as she thought it was obvious enough. "She's the Warchief of the Horde! How are you not a little frightened to be called here to see her?"

"Her bark is worse than her bite. Then again, she seems to bite a lot more often recently, so don't take my word for it."

The Dark Ranger that was leading them here came back into their line of sight once she walked out of Grommash Hold, waving them in to follow her. "The Warchief is waiting, General."

Without needing to be told twice, the two of them walked into Grommash Hold, Athrodar already noticing the difference in temperature, lighting and just the whole feel of it compared to the rest of Orgrimmar. He felt more relaxed when he entered the building, though it still made him a little uncomfortable.

As they entered the main room of the hold, Sylvanas sat forward on her throne the moment she laid eyes on the General, only to sit back when she saw his daughter standing next to him, looking around the inside of Grommash Hold with amazement. "Good, you're here. I hope the trip wasn't too much of a hassle."

"The trip? No, that was pretty simple. I know a mage. It's the location I'm not too fond of, too hot." He glanced over to the familiar looking Dark Ranger once more, not being able to pinpoint where he had seen her before. "What do you need, Warchief?"

"Straight too it?" She smiled a little, climbing down the two steps that led to the Warchief's throne. "Very well. I am leaving for Zandalar soon, in fact very soon and I need you to look after Orgrimmar in my stead."

Athrodar looked down to Tanadia who was pretending to not hear them, though it was painfully obvious due to her being in the same room. "Wait outside, I'll come get you when we're done."

Tanadia only smiled at him, hugging him briefly. "Okay papa."

Both Sylvanas and Athrodar watched her leave, the Warchief leaning close to the General for a whisper. "Cute kid."

"Thanks." Athrodar looked her up and down, noticing her close proximity. "I told you I would see you soon. Though I have to admit it took longer than I thought."

"Did you miss me?" She asked teasingly, surprising even herself that she had said it. Just as he was about to respond however, she placed a hand over his mouth. "Don't answer that, it just came out. So can I trust you?"

Athrodar's response was muffled as her hand was still over his mouth, the General deliberately talking into it until she moved it away, being asked to repeat what he said. "To look after a whole city? Do I get any help or am I thrown straight into the deep end?"

"Of course not, my Dark Rangers will help you with anything you need, though you will mostly be running it on your own."

Athrodar looked around not finding the usual suspects in Grommash Hold. "So Eitrigg has gone to Zandalar along with Rokhan? That's... not helpful to me at all."

Sylvanas laughed a little, fixing his already tidy looking uniform, anything to feel a little closer to him. "You'll be fine." When she finished fixing his uniform, she kept her hands on him whilst she continued to speak. "Besides, didn't you used to run a mercenary company for, I don't know, twenty or so years?"

"That's hardly the same thing as looking after a whole city whilst you're away." He looked around Grommash Hold once more, only really noticing how small the number of advisors were here. "So I take it Nathanos and Clea are..?"

"Already at Zandalar, yes." She looked down at his hand that he held close to him. "Is it still giving you trouble?"

Athrodar followed her gaze, looking at his own hand and watching as he opened and closed it. "Believe it or not, I've slowly gotten used to it. I'm still unable to keep a bow still long enough to fire an arrow straight more than twice, but I'm learning to use my other hand for swordplay." He raised his eyes to look at her. "Why'd you ask?"

"You're one of my top Generals and I'd like to know how you're doing. Also I believe my Val'kyr can help you. If you'd let them."

"I'm fine. Besides, if they stopped it from shaking, I'd have no excuse to stay away from the front lines now, would I?"

Before Sylvanas could respond, a Dark Ranger walked in on their conversation, standing in front of the pair of them. "My Lady, the rest of the Honorbound are waiting."

Athrodar raised an eyebrow at Sylvanas the moment the Dark Ranger finished talking. "A bit ironic, don't you think?"

The Warchief rolled her eyes. "They called themselves that for Saurfang. They're now focused on the war in Kul'Tiras." She focused on the Dark Ranger in front of her. "Tell them I'll be there in a couple of minutes." She glanced over to Athrodar. "Once I've left him in charge."

The Dark Ranger bowed her head. "Will do, my Lady."

Once the Dark Ranger left, Sylvanas turned to the one that brought both Athrodar and Tanadia there. "Viraleth, come here."

The Dark Ranger made her way to the two of them, stopping in front of the Warchief. "You called, my Queen?"

Sylvanas stood being Viraleth, placing her hands on her shoulders and looked at Athrodar. "Viraleth will help you with anything. You just need to ask."

Athrodar looked down at the Dark Ranger, getting a nagging feeling that he had seen her before, but the name wasn't at all familiar. "Have we met? I feel like I've seen you before."

Viraleth looked back to Sylvanas who gave her a slight nod before making her way towards the exit of Grommash Hold. "I used to be your third in command when we were both alive. I saved you the day the Scourge came to Dawnstrider Village."

Sylvanas picked up her bow, slinging it over her shoulder. "The fleet aren't going to wait forever. I'll be back in a week, try not to burn down the city whilst I'm gone."

"I would have thought you'd like that." Athrodar retorted.

The Warchief just smirked, leaving Grommash Hold and walking past Tanadia who watched the Banshee Queen disappear into the distance. She didn't wait long for Athrodar to walk out and tell her she could come back, following her father closely until he stood in front of the Warchief's throne. "What were you talking about?"

Athrodar looked back at Tanadia who was inspecting the throne, running her hand over the furs draped over it. "I've got to stay in Orgrimmar for at least a week, looking after the city until the Warchief returns." He continued to watch her, seeing her nod her head slowly whilst still looking down at the throne. "You want to sit in it, don't you?"

The priestess smiled shyly, keeping her head turned away from him. "Maybe..."

Athrodar turned his head a little to look at Viraleth who was shaking her head at him, telling him she couldn't sit on the throne. "Go ahead. I'm not stopping you."

Tanadia turned around and slowly sat down on the throne, leaning into it when she got comfortable. "This is a lot more comfortable than it looks. If I were Warchief, I'd never get out of this."

Viraleth was about to argue, but Athrodar stuck up his hand to stop her. "She's just a kid, one who hasn't really left the forests of Quel'Thalas. Leave her be."

She stared at him, only getting distracted by his hand when it started to shake the longer he held it up. Not wanting to draw attention to it, she bowed her head slightly. "Very well, General. She can sit there. As for you, you have to deal with the citizens here for twelve hours ranging from simple trader disputes to bandits taking farmers crops. Yes they manage to farm out here, though it's mostly boar." She glanced up at him after reading through the reports in her hand, seeing him staring at her. "What?"

Athrodar shook his head. "Nothing, it's just... I'm trying to remember you but I can't."

"That's because you don't remember much about your life before you became an Assassin, or have you forgotten that?"

The General frowned at her. "How did you know that?"

"I was your Scout-Captain in life, now I'm the Warchief's Scout-Captain in death." She laughed a little. "Saying that, I was her Scout-Captain in life as well. She appointed me to you after she.. Never mind."

Just as she was about to talk away from him, Athrodar grabbed her arm, turning her around. "After she what?"

"I'm not at liberty to say. Nor will I tell you whilst your daughter is here."

Athrodar smirked a little. "You know I'm just going to keep asking you until you tell me."

Viraleth sighed. "Unfortunately I do know that. Fine, I'll tell you. Only because it stops you from annoying me for the whole week." She looked over to Tanadia who was sitting on the throne, tapping her hands on the arm rests and looking around the Hold. "Sylvanas was interested in you way before you became.. well this." She gestured to all of him. "Your great grandfather and her made a deal to join your houses together in marriage if, and only if, you were interested in the idea of being with, at the time, the Ranger General of Quel'Thalas."

Athrodar watched her closely, trying to find anything that would tell him she was lying. "That doesn't make sense. I was the son of a Tailor and, apparently, a Ranger-Captain. Why would she be interested in me?"

Viraleth, surprised by his lack of knowledge of the past, widened her eyes at him. "You really don't remember that much, do you?" She saw him shake his head. "You were both, more or less, the last of your houses to not find anyone. The Windrunners were notorious for being excellent rangers, being the most consistant family to be Ranger-General. Whilst your family, the Sunblades, were powerful in both politics and military. Your families forces made up most of Quel'Thalas' might whilst your great grandfather, Dael'Thaelas was close to the then Prince Kael'thas."

Athrodar rubbed his chin in thought. "So it was more of a power thing than anything else." He wasn't asking, he was merely stating from what he understood.

Viraleth shrugged. "I wouldn't know, you'd have to ask her. Though I wouldn't be surprised if she doesn't want to talk about it. Our Queen doesn't like to talk about her past."

"Bah. None of that matters anyway. There's only one Sunblade left and I'm pretty sure my mother doesn't want anything to do with politics or military."

The Scout-Captain raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't be so sure about that." She nodded towards Tanadia, making Athrodar turn around to look at his daughter. "She wields the Light and is a priestess. Though not skilled with a weapon, it doesn't mean she can't learn. Liadrin holds political power and she didn't start learning to fight until Arthas had already corrupted the Sunwell. Imagine what she could do if you trained her now at this early age."

Athrodar continued to look at his daughter, smiling at her briefly when she looked over to him with a big grin on her face. "She doesn't know anything about our family's past. She may not even want to go down that path."

"Perhaps not. But what if she did? Imagine, your family at the forefront of Silvermoon's military whilst you're a General of the Horde and a close advisor to the Warchief. You'd practically be second in command of an entire faction."

The General nodded slowly, imagining the idea of being second in command of the Horde, only to shake his head of the thought and look down at the Scout-Captain by his side. "Why are you telling me this? What do you get out of it?"

"Nothing, General. I was merely having a conversation. Though if I were to get something out of this, it would be a predominant role in your army."

Athrodar narrowed his eyes at her. "Why would you want that?"

"Too long have I been a Scout-Captain, spying on targets, mostly you, for my Queen. I want a chance to prove myself, climb the ranks and be an officer of the Horde, not a Scout-Captain for the rest of my life."

He nodded his head slowly once more, looking over to Tanadia who sat patiently on the throne. "You could always go talk to her about our family past, seeing as you obviously know more about it than I do."

"I don't know, the living tend to not like me now that I'm dead."

Athrodar pushed her slowly towards his daughter. "Look who you're talking to, her father. You'll be fine."

Tanadia looked up at them when they stood next to her. "Hello." She said to Viraleth, smiling as she always did to people she would meet for the first time.

When the Scout-Captain didn't speak, Athrodar nudged her forward a little, making her speak, though unwillingly. "Hi. I'm Viraleth and..." She looked back at Athrodar. "This is stupid, I can't do it."

Tanadia frowned at them. "Do what? What's going on papa?"

"Nothing you need to worry about." He turned Viraleth around and pushed her a little closer to the priestess. "Viraleth here is going to tell you about my side of the family and their past. Seeing as I don't remember it and she does, I thought this would be the perfect time for you to learn it." Athrodar patted the Dark Ranger on the shoulder, whispering in her ear. "Have fun."

Tanadia took hold of the stunned Dark Ranger's hand, pulling her down onto the throne so she sat next to her. "I want to know everything! Grandpapa told me everything about the Dawnstriders, but Illana never told me anything about the Sunblades."

Viraleth, now surprised by how quickly the priestess pulled her down, just stared wide eyed at her for a few seconds. "Wow, right to it. Okay."

Athrodar turned to face the entrance of Grommash Hold, chuckling to himself though only briefly. His amusement was wiped away by the three orcs arguing with each other, the middle one holding onto what looked to be a poorly made shield. "Here we go." He muttered, seeing their confused looks the moment they laid eyes on his daughter and Viraleth before looking over to him.