Prologue
"Queen Ysera, they've arrived."
The owner of the voice gave a respectful salute and stood at attention as the great, ancient, immortal green dragon in front of him stirred from her slumber. The dragon was curling protectively around a tall stone pillar where a large gem of the purest obsidian rested on the top. The obsidian gem flashed briefly and the dragon immediately opened her eyes. The eyes, glowing an intense emerald green, scanned the pitch black cave for the intruder who dared to enter her abode. Green glowing eyes met yellow glowing ones in the darkness and the dragon settled down her inner rage upon recognition of one of her own children. A green dragonling.
Even in the pitch black darkness, Ysera can see quite clearly. Dragon vision allows them to not only see everything as clear as day but it also pierces any illusion magic from hiding the true identity of their target. The perfect vision befitting the perfect queen...
The dragonling was standing in two legs, as all dragonlings do, and his scales share a brilliant emerald color, giving no second thoughts as to where his loyalties lie. A large titanium spear was strapped to his back, easily reachable when the situation calls for him to brandish it. Ysera blinked for a moment, recalling the reason why one of her dragons was in her cave in the first place.
"So they finally decided to return," Ysera rumbled, her voice cold and low echoing all around the cave.
The dragonling nodded his head furiously. "Yes, my Queen. You told us to report to you immediately when this time has come. Shall we keep them out of the Eye?"
"No." The Queen of Dreams spoke in a voice that brooked no further argument, her facial features giving quite a sinister-looking grin. "Our allies spent quite a long time in the living world to protect the balance of nature. Why, we should prepare a grand celebration in honor of their success and return. It is only natural."
The dragonling tilted his head in confusion. "S-so my Queen," he ventured in a hesitant tone, "I'll tell the others to... prepare the celebration?"
"Yes, did I not just said that?" Ysera replied in mild annoyance. "Oh, and do make sure to include the... presents." The smile she was giving could have killed the Lich King in one blow. "It will be a welcoming party the druids of Azeroth won't ever forget for the rest of their immortal lives..."