In the city of Darnassus a small night elf child was born, her hair was midnight blue, her skin pale grey and her face was unmarked. The child's parents were Tanavar Proudtree and Kaylai Riverwalker. Tanavar was a warrior and his wife was a priest who served the Sisters of Elune in the night elf capital city.

The childbirth had been long and painful for the elf woman and she was just able to hold her daughter in her arms. Tavanvar looked and his daughter, brushing his fingers over her slumbering face and turned to his tired wife Kaylei,

"My dear she is beautiful. You have done so well."

At that moment the newborn opened her eyes revealing their soft silver glow. The parents and midwifes all smiled at the giggling child. It was an a truly beautiful moment. Her mother smiled down at her,

"She shall be Deliantha."

The child known as Deliantha grew up with the priestesses in Darnassus until she was the age of nine. Her life there was wonderful, she was doted on by the sisters and loved by her parents. She played in the temple gardens, watched the business men in the Tradesman Terrance and heard stories in the Warrior's Terrance. She was a truly happy child.

But her whole world changed in the year she turned ten, when she was playing in the Temple of the Moon. The young elf had stayed late into the night, everyone else had left the Temple hours ago, leaving Deliantha to her own devices. The little girl splashed about in the shimmering fountain, battling pretend enemies.

"Take that!" she shouted at an invisible foe before she burst into giggles. At that moment she noticed that the water beneath her seemed to be glowing more brightly. When she glanced up at the skylight the full moon above was shining directly down at the fountain and grew brighter every second, Before long Deliantha found she couldn't look at the water anymore because it blinded her. Then she threw up her arms to shield herself from it and the light flashed in a sudden burst then died back down.

When she looked again Deliantha saw that the brightness was only coming from one spot. It shone directly from the body of a night elf woman. Or at least that is what she thought it was for no elf woman could look as she did. Her skin was pale and her eyes shone as the moon. She had waist length silver hair, held back from her face with a thin golden circlet. Her ears were long and pointed as a night elf but were angled higher. She wore gossamer robes that fell off her shoulders and loosely about her waist with long sleeves. Her face was soft and had a calm expression. Normally Deliantha would be sacred of an unknown intruder but something about the woman was calming.

The ever present light seemed to almost float about the woman as she waded through the water towards Deliantha.

"Wh-who are you?" she stammered, with a nagging feeling in the back of her head that she already knew her. It was like trying to remember a face from some half forgotten dream.

"My dearest, surely you can guess. I am Elune." the moon goddess smiled lovingly down at Deliantha's shocked beyond belief face. Never before had she imaged Elune would ever come to her, not even in her wildest fantasies.

"M-my lady, it's an honor!" She fell nervously into a bow.

"Little one stand so that I may look at you." Deliantha hastily stood up. "You have grow so well Deliantha."

"Th-thank you, My lady." The goddess smiled sadly as she looked at the girl.

"Shame, I would have liked to see what you would have become on your own."

"What do you mean, Lady Elune?" Deliantha was scared, she didn't understand what was happening, but she knew it was something important.

"Tell me child, do you think you could give up everything you have right now for me?" the words were sudden and terrifying, it didn't make sense to her young mind. But under the layer of fear was a small seed of excitement, like she'd been waiting for this moment.

"I-of course My Lady. I would do anything you asked me." She clasped her hands together and stepped forward, splashing the water in her earnest to please. The glowing goddess smiled softly and placed a hand on the child's head ruffling her long hair.

"I am glad little one. I have an important task for you." she moved her hand, extending it, palm up to her right as she spoke. "There is so much evil, hatred and violence in this world. I have grown weary of watching so many die needless deaths and become seduced by the darkness." The moonlight started to gather in her hand in a bright sphere. "But there is little I can do for my children and it brings me great sadness." The sphere stopped growing and Elune brought it between them and held it at Deliantha's eye level. "This is where you come in, little one."

"I don't understand." she whispered.

"You, my child are to be the light in the ever darkening world, the voice of peace amongst war cries. For it is my dearest wish for the people of Azeroth to live in an era of peace, where lives can be lived without the horrors of war. Where there is unity and understanding in the place of separation and distrust." The moonlight was now pressed against Deliantha's heart and it brought a comforting warmth and chilling power. "Become one with me and become the light for everyone to follow."

Once more the moonlight overcame her sight and she was blinded. When she could see, Elune was smiling at her and brought her face down to her ear. "Good luck, little one." she whispered before pressing her lips to Deliantha's cheek and faded away into the night.

The young night elf stood frozen for a moment before touching her cheek, wondering if it had all been a dream. But when she bent over the water to look at her reflection something was different. Her face had once been unmarked but now in the place where the goddess had kissed her there was a dark shadow of a crescent moon. Her thin fingers traced it's curve when she was suddenly hit with the enormity of what had just happened to her.

The goddess of the moon herself had just asked her to bring peace to all of Azeroth.

'How am I supposed to do this?' Deliantha started trembling and sunk to her knees in the water. Just before tears could fall a warmth passed through her, spreading from her heart. Right from where the moonlight had touched her. She placed a hand there and smiled, she didn't know how but she could feel that it would all work out.

She didn't know how long she stayed there but soon the chill of the water made her shiver and she became aware of how late it was. She hastened to the edge of the pool and pulled her robe on over her under clothes she'd been swimming in. She tore out of the temple and raced home. Her house was small and stone, Deliantha scaled the plant growth on the back wall and pulled herself into her open window. From the sounds in the house she could tell that her parents were asleep.

At that moment she was struck with the thought of how she would explain what happened to her. Surely her mother would understand and believe her and she knew her father would know how to help. She didn't quite know how the rest of the night elf population would react to her story. If she could Deliantha would chose to keep it a secret but the mark on her face would raise questions. She knew she would have a difficult time in the morning but Deliantha decided to worry about it then as she crawled into bed, exhausted.

Alino Axemaster was a mystery to everyone that knew her, nobody could quite understand her. All her family before her had been Druids and Priests but she had chosen the path of a hunter. And despite that she had terrible luck with taming almost any kind of animal. She couldn't get them to come near her. Yet one day she had traveled down the Darkshore and gone traipsing through the Stonetalon Mountains and come back with an enormous chimaera following her around.

She was an amazing archer able to hit a rabbit in the eye from nearly a hundred yards and had been offered several high ranking position in the Sentinel Army. And every time has turned the offer down in favor of doing nothing in particular around Darnassus. Occasionally she would leave Teldrassil to join the war for months at a time. Whenever she wandered back to her home she always brought home odd things, such as Warchief Thrall's left boot or Vol'jin's voodoo mask and even Cairne Bloodhoof's nose ring. She never told anyone how she got the last one, only said something about not recommending trying it. Yet despite her sneaky abilities she was sometimes downright clumsy. She once broke a large branch from the Cenarion Enclave Tree, and again nobody actually knew how she manged it.

And she never worshiped a deity of any kind, no Ancients, the Light or even Elune. Never once did she ever say a prayer or mention any of Azeroth's many religious icons. Which was why when one day she came talking about seeing the moon goddess people were even more confused by the strange elf. Some were even angry because they thought she was mocking them.

The world was a mystery to Alino Axemaster, it just didn't make any sense to her. People were shocked when she decided to be a hunter just because her family had all been Druids and Priest. But surely they must have known that just because she was related to them didn't mean she was like them. And just because she was a hunter they expected that every animal loved her and then they were surprised when she had gone out and found one that did.

When she had denied becoming a Sentinel they wondered why, but she didn't. Because she knew that even if your good at something doesn't mean it's good for you. When she went to fight int the war Alino always thought that the Horde and Alliance were far too serious and often pulled pranks in an attempt to make them lighten up. And it seemed to work judging by the side splitting laughter she left the majority of the Horde leaders in. Also she was sometimes bit careless which resulted in the breaking of somethings. She never ever understood why it had been such a big scandal, it wasn't like they used the branch for anything.

But the thing that confused her the most is why everyone assumed that she didn't worship Elune. She just didn't see the point of praying all the time, if people spent half the time they prayed actually doing something they'd find that they wouldn't have much to pray for. And then when she did talk about Elune they thought she was mocking them. Honestly couldn't they just accept that she saw the goddess talking to a little girl at the temple? Alino would never understand the world, it was just a little to crazy for her.

The morning came quickly for Deliantha and she woke to the sounds of her mother cooking. Without really thinking about what had happened to her the little girl ran downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Good morning Deliantha, how was your- Oh my!" Kaylai had turned around to greet her daughter only to gasp in shock and drop a wooden plate. It was at this moment that Deliantha remembered to moon on her face.

"Umm, Ishnu Na'da." she said nervously, shifting from foot to foot.

"By Elune, what's happened to your face?" the night elf woman was clutching her heart in shock.

"Well Na'da you see, I was- I mean there was- at the Temple I- Elune-" the child was stuttering and rocking back and forth before she managed to spit out, "Elune visited me at the Temple last night." both mother and daughter were absolutely silent before,

"What do you mean? What's this nonsense!" Kaylai face was scrunched up in distaste and anger. "What have I told you about making up stories, and to think you would lie about Lady Elune of all things. How dare you? Now go wash your face clean!"

"B-but Na'da I c-can't. I wasn't lying. Elune-"

SMACK!

Deliantha fell to the floor in shock, her own mother who had always loved her had just hit her. Tears welled up in her eyes,

"Na'da, I-"

"Shut-up! Now stop lying or get out!" shock froze her body as her mind slowly processed what was happening to her.

"I'm not lying." Her mother's glaze was hard and cold.

"Then get out and don't come back until you apologize to me and to Lady Elune." Deliantha slowing stood, her body trembling from trying to not cry.

"Na'da please-"

"I'm not your mother anymore."

She could take no more and ran from the house, tears streaming down her cheek and this time the warmth didn't come.

That afternoon Alino was walking away from the Tradesman Terrace with her hands in her pockets and slouching dejectedly as she absently kicked a small rock along the bridge to the Temple Gardens. That morning she had told her friends of what she saw last night, Lady Elune talking to a small girl in the Temple of the Moon. And every time she told someone she was either laughed at or given nasty comments.

When she reached the small island before the main one she heard a strange sniffling sound. It was a little girl crying, her feet dipped in the water and tears streamed down her face. But it was not just any little girl. Alino recognized her as the little girl she had seen at the temple, talking to Elune! She quickly made her way over to her.

"Ishnu-alah, little one. Why do you cry?" the child's head snapped up in surprise for she hadn't heard Alino walk over.

Deliantha had been sitting on one of the small islands in Darnassus, unsure where to go and what to do when a voice had broken the silence. It was a hunter. She was slender but her muscles rippled powerfully under her pink tinted skin and her green hair was chopped short, just at her neck. Her markings were also green and made an 'x' across her face. She carried a large axe across her back but in-spite of her tough appearance she was smiling softly at the young elf girl. She sniffed again,

"Who are you?" Alino smiled gently down at her,

"I am Alino Axemaster. What is your name little one?" Deliantha paused, she no longer felt that she could have the name her mother gave her. Somehow it felt wrong, like she was longer Deliantha.

"I'm-" frantically she thought of a new name, "Shira Moonlight."

"Well that's a pretty name for such a pretty elf. But tell me, why do you cry?" Shira turned back to face the water trying to rub the tears from her face.

"My Na'da, she-she hates me!" she hiccuped before breaking into a fresh round of tears. Alino sat down next to her, draping an arm across thin shoulders that shook from her sobs.

"Oh come now little one, surely not?"

"She does! She told me I c-couldn't come h-home and that she w-wasn't my m-mother anymore." Alino was shocked, suddenly the world made even less sense. How could any mother say such things to her own child?

"Why would she say that to you?"

"Na'da thought I was lying about-" Shira broke off not wanting to anger the kind young hunter in the same way as her mother. But Alino already knew what the problem was,

"She thought you lied about Elune, right?" Alino's voice was hushed as she spoke. Shira's head snapped up and her eyes grew wide in astonishment.

"How did you know?" Alino merely chuckled at the little girls shocked face.

"I saw you at the Temple last night. You were talking to her." Hope spread across Shira's tear-stained face.

"You believe me then?" Alino faked shock,

"Well of course I do! My best friend used to always say; 'You can believe in anything you want, but the only truths in the world are what you see with your own eyes.' Aah he was always so smart." At this she pulled a goofy expression on her face and clasped her hands together in an attempt to make Shira smile. It worked and Shira dissolved into a fit of giggles. "See, I knew it!"

"Knew what?" Alino grinned,

"That you'd be a million times cuter when you laughed." Shira's smile soon faded as a new problem arose in her mind.

"Thank-you for being so nice but-" she turned to stare helplessly up at Alino. "What do I do now? I can't go home, I don't have any money or clothes and I don't have any training to go do things."

"Well as to that I'd think it was obvious, you'll live with me and I'll get you everything you need until you can complete your training." Words couldn't describe the pure shock and happiness that Shira felt at the moment.

"R-really? You'd do that for me?" Alino stood up, bringing Shira to her feet as well,

"Of course I will, don't worry Shira. You'll never be alone."

This time it wasn't the moonlight that brought warmth to her heart.