Ish'nu alar
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Prologue:
Tyrande was running in full retreat as her pursuers chased her through the forest, her mount a snow white nightsaber had no armaments she was ambushed in the most unlikely of places in the temple at Darnassus. She was wearing her traditional silky white robe, her tiara symbolizing her status as high priestess of Elune her bow at her side as she prayed to Elune her sister Shandris was safe from harm though considering the circumstances it was highly unlikely. Shandris Feathermoon was recently in Darnassus, she was here for only two days before the plan for the sacking of Darnassus took place.
A mighty horde raid force that the night elves could not stop ripped through ashenvale forest through the dead shores of dark shore straight to the heart of the night elf capital. Shandris stayed behind to hold off the hordes advance on the capital and allowed the high priestess to escape it felt futile as the priestess escaped on her unarmoured mount a small division from the horde clearly designed to take her out was hot on her tail. Only a fool would meet this kind of force head on. Once proud beings of the forest that unleashed magic into the world were desecrated and destroyed many night elves have been killed and slaughtered by the relentless horde forces. Only a handful of night elves remain maybe even 200 or 400+ night elves remain in Azeroth the last thousand had been slaughtered during the raid.
The horde used new massive, goblin engineered zeppelins there where 5 of them that approached darnassus not hours ago 2 of them had been shot down by the sentinels and the rest landed dropping off their passengers Orc, troll and blood elves. Soon poured into the city by the hundreds
After an Eternity of survival it seems that no one would remember the once great nations of night elves. But Tyrande did remember they were the last of their people. After nonstop running she has finally shaken her enemy from her trail then she started heading in the direction of the meeting place.
It was not 5 hours later Tyrande reached the outpost deep in ashenvale forest where the sisters and brothers would meet if this unlikely event where to occur only the last of the night elves knew this place not even the alliance knew of its existence upon arrival she was greeted by a saddening sight most of her sisters and brothers as families where crying and families and friends where comforting each other with hopeful words and promises of betterment another portion where in a few odd groups here and there talking. There were an odd few sentinels guarding the outposts perimeter a night elf male in slightly heavy armaments that did not affect his agility cloak billowing behind him with a sentinel captain symbol on his shoulder pads approached her he was less bulky then most night elf men she had seen he was lightly muscled to be more on the agile side of things,(I decided that the males are not all gonna 14 pack cartoon I want you to start picturing them as less cartoony and more live action when they cross over) he was the captain of the sentinels assigned here by Tyrande herself to guard the outpost "ish'nu alar priestess Whisperwind" said Captain Nightbreeze "ish'nu dal'deabe Captain" replied Tyrande "please join me on a walk Captain" Tyrande addressed him in a very grim tone "Yes Priestess" was his short reply but there was a deep sadness in his voice Tyrande started in darnassian "I was hoping this day would never come that we might survive this scourge of our race like many times in the past, but now we will not survive we know this to be true…." Tyrande started sadly but was cut off "but priestess there may be still hope if we reach out to the alliance" argued Nightbreeze "no young one the alliance has long since abandoned us, I will not say anything further as to why but I have a strong suspicion that the alliance may have crumbled under the hordes growing power". Tyrande said "we will wait 4 days for any survivors before I announce our departure of this world."
FLASHBACK ( MUST READ ITS MADE UP FLASHBACK!)
10 years ago…
Tyrande was standing on the balcony beside the statue in the temple of Elune before a vision assaulted her a ship made of white wood was sailing across the ocean and its design was clearly night elf but white instead of the deep dark purple they always had then a powerful voice spoke to her "This is the end of the night elven race today, we set sail into the unknown…" the voice was deep in the magic of Elune but felt familiar to her.
Flashback (end)
It was only five years later she found out what the ship was but the spell required to fortify the ships wood was almost impossible to perform 4 years ago the ship was complete as 400 of Elunes followers joined in the casting of the spell sadly only 14 of which survived. It was the ship she ordered the creation for the survival of their race due to the grim vision of the future.
She had visions of this place it was tranquil peaceful and had many trees most of which had a very earthly presence to them. Yes the goddess has spoken to her with the final promise of peace and eternal life for her people, so they had packed many of the things they would need for a new settlement it was mostly tree seeds that grew into very large trees they needed for their homes and a small army of wisps to harvest tree lumber without hurting them and in 4 days she will set sail for that place.
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Next chapter im introducing you guys to different kinds of wisps that help night elves gather resources and grow into large ents ancient of war ect…. Ancient protectors and finnaly the night elfs get one final blessing from elune
YAY prologue is complete I hope someone reads it
I cant wait until they reach middle earth its kind of not fair because I know whats gonna happen
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