This is my first Warcraft Fan fiction, which I'm surprised about. World of Warcraft has been like, MY GAME since grade 8. Still I hope you enjoy this. I'm trying my best to give Archer a sort of over analyzing and clumsy persona. PERFECT FOR A QUIRKY ROMANCE or is it quirky.. My speciality is tragedy.

Summary!

A young adventurous Night Elf finds herself attracted to a Stormwind guard while visiting the city and the druids in the Park. Being such a shy, she uses her druidic magic to learn more him before making her move. (Or stalking him however you see it) Instead of just simply talking to him... She has her goal set and no one will stand in her way!

Young and Dumb

It was only a few days until the Lunar Festival, so all over Stormwind nobles and citizens were buying fireworks to get ready to for the event! It was still late January and although there was no snow, the town was still pretty chilly. The birds never flew south in Elwynn which usually also meant none of the other wildlife in the kingdom hibernated either. In fact nothing seemed to ever change in the kingdom except for night and day. Even at night time the forest sprawled with life, such as bears, wolves, giant tarantulas and adventurers! Even the temperature in the area only ever dropped to 5 degree.

However it was not nearly cold enough to stop all the chaos of people running around getting ready to celebrate, which meant guard patrols needed to be stepped up.

With the invasion of the Scourge in progress the majority of Stormwind's guards and footmen were on their way to the frozen continent of Northrend. This meant keeping the peace in their absence fell onto a small number of guards and warriors from the Old Town District. Even the Cathedral Square's young paladin trainees had to pitch in to patrol Stormwind and Elwynn Forest.

This is where the fourth year Stormwind Academy Paladin, Jonathan Archer comes in. Archer stood at 6'1 feet tall with broad shoulders and a mildly beefy build. His face was usually nicely shaven aside from morning shadow, which would show up only hours after shaving. He was a great guy to his peers but hugely clumsy at best which usually would get everyone in deep shit. That being said, while no one in the Cathedral hated him for it, he is use to dirty looks...

Today he stood along twenty of his fellow young paladins being briefed by their trainer, Leroy Jensen, who stayed behind to oversee the guard duty in Stormwind.

"All of you are lucky, you've been handpicked to keep the criminal scum from causing trouble in the streets while the army is sailing out to Northrend. They've probably already landed in Borean Tundra. Don't let this go to your empty heads! You're still a bunch of reckless trainees and LIGHT HELP US you're representing the Cathedral of Light's reputation. So for the love of all that is divine don't make me or the king regret choosing you for this simple task!"

Man. He's really laying into us… He couldn't still be pissed ov-

Paladin trainer Leroy was just about to move on to the roster when he spun around quickly and snapped. "SO HELP ME IF WE HAVE ANOTHER REPEAT! Of the incident in the Park fountain you'll spend the night in the stocks! It took a lot of boot licking to convince the druids not to report us to the King..."

With Leroy being finished ranting about all that he gave us all a paper copy of our duty roster and retired into the cathedral's library with one of the bishops.

Okay! So is still pissed over it! He isn't a hard ass we'd never say he's a harsh trainer, but he is kind of a dick when we do something dumb. As anyone would, but Leroy always over reacts on the priests and paladins. He makes his own quirky mistakes. Which is probably why he stayed behind from the war, the only scourge he's fought were mindless zombies in the Eastern Plague Lands.

Still. He is an extremely powerful holy paladin, and understands that were all still fourth year students. We're bound to make a few mistakes.

And Yet... "He just HAD to remind us of the mess in the Park last month." Nothing could have been more embarrassing than reminding us of that." Other than when it actually was actually happening.

Another Paladin looked to Archer before walking away with his paper, "I KNOW, it's not our fault the boar cages weren't locked." Having said that he walked out the door still memorizing his route.

Oh but they were… Praise the holy light I haven't needed to go back in the Park for anything lately. They probably never want to see another paladin again. Me especially. Welp! I might as well get started on my patrol then! Hell this might even be fun! I'll have the respect of Stormwind's citizens!

Archer walked out of the Cathedral with the parchment in one hand and his guard's tabard in the other. He looked down at his roster sheet to memorize his patrol route for the next week, which Leroy had drawn out specifically for him, and his eyes lit up with despair. "No. Way…"

He dropped the parchment and stomped on it as he violently tossed on his new tabard and stormed off down Cathedral Square, with his head hung real low.