Faelyn cupped her hands and felt the cold water rush over her violet skin. She quickly splashed the water over her face with a sigh and reached for a linen cloth to dry her face. The chill in the morning wind had already woken her up enough but the cold water made her more alert, not that she wished to be more alert in the dismal place that she was in. Ghostlands. Another quiet sigh escaped her lips as she looked over into the distance from the sentinel camp, dead trees and plagued animals roam around, the forests of home were more peaceful and beautiful than this place. The blackened leaves danced as the wind whistled between the dead branches that stick out from the trees in the distance. Faelyn couldn't help but seem sympathy for the high elves that had their homes destroyed when the scourge ran though here, killing anyone within their path. She gazed down at her hand that was clasped around her locket as she felt a wave of grief wash over her, she too knew what it was like to lose someone close in a tragic way.
Her friend was a priestess from Stormwind, that's where they met.
Faelyn approached the young blonde that sat by the canals with a scroll in her hands, quietly humming a tune before she noticed the night elf approach her. Faelyn was greeted with a welcoming smile before being motioned to sit down next to the human.
"Studying?" Faelyn smiled and nodded slightly towards the old parchment that was in the girl's hands, she was curious to know why the human was so focused on them. After all, rogues didn't need to read for their training.
"Just trying to learn some newer spells for healing, being a priestess is rewarding but also stressful," memories flashed through the girl's head as her expression grew grim from times where she watched people die in battle, regretting that she couldn't save them.
Faelyn noticed the change in the human's expression and nodded in acknowledgment, saying no more on the matter. It was rude to pry into someone else's business.
The girl stayed silent for a moment and glanced over at the children who were running around and laughing on the pebble paths, they too will be fighting on the battlefield one day, she sighed. Their ignorance of the war going on around them would be lost.
"I'm Faelyn Silverstar,"Faelyn decided to break the awkward silence and flashed the human a sincere smile.
"Elain Lockhart, nice to meet you," she gave the night elf a polite nod with a smile as her blonde hair bobbed over her shoulders slightly.
The two girls sat by the canals for a while and continued on their conversation with the occasional laugh as they shared their own experiences with each other. From that day forth, their friendship grew stronger.
"You should really meet my parents, they've been wanting to meet you for a while!" Elain tugged on Faelyn's hand and pulled in the direction of a small house on the outskirts of Stormwind. Faelyn seemed nervous but reluctantly followed the bubbly human that was pulling her along. Meeting a human family? Was it like her family back home?
Elain knocked on the wooden door and was greeted by a lady with a welcoming hug, who was dressed in a apron and neat robe. Faelyn felt her hand being pulled inside the house and into a cosy room with a fire. A man was stood by a table in the far corner with a hammer in his hand and a piece of metal in the other. Elain ran up to him and hugged him tightly.
"Father! This is Faelyn, my friend that I've been talking about," Faelyn could hear the excitement in the human's voice and nodded politely at the man. Father and daughter bond, it was obvious that it was a close relationship.
"Nice to meet you, sir. I hope I'm not troubling you by visiting." She gave a slight bow and watched Elain skip off into the kitchen.
"Not at all, make yourself at home. Lai has said a lot about you." He gave her a kind smile and shook hands with the night elf that stood before him, taller than he. Faelyn looked around and took a seat on the small seat, that was near the crackling fire. Houses in Stormwind were different to the small tree houses scattered around Teldrassil.
Faelyn could hear Elain shout from the kitchen as the man gave a slight chuckle and went back to his blacksmithing. She stood up and walked through the arch way that went into the kitchen. A small flickering candle stood in the window, lighting up the small room.
"Mum, this is Faelyn." The woman smiled at Faelyn and offered her a drink. Faelyn bowed her head slightly in thanks and took a sip from her cup.
"Pleasure to meet you, my dear", the woman offered Faelyn a seat to sit down next to Elain.
"Thank you for welcoming me into your home, Mrs Lockhart." Faelyn took a sip from her glass and gave a polite smile to the woman who was now cooking some spice bread in the oven.
"Please just call me Marcy, my husband is Darion," The lady smiled and went back to shaping the dough, ready to bake in the wooden log stove.
Faelyn smiled at the warm welcome that she had to the house, it was nice to be able to spend time with a family, as her own were always separated and out at work. Elain took Faelyn's hand and bounced out the door to the busy streets of Stormwind, she heard her mother shout that dinner will be ready in 15 minutes.
"Your family are so kind". Faelyn smiled at her human friend and kicked a small pebble with her foot.
"I'm lucky to have them." Elain nodded with a kind smile. She remembered being told stories of the children that lived in the local orphanage, or the children that begged on the farms in Westfall.
A shout could be heard from the house, asking Elain to come back in for dinner. The two girls gave each other a hug goodbye as the human disappeared into the house and the night elf started to walk towards the docks. Night was starting to fall and she wanted to get home to the forests of Teldrassil.
She had to introduce Elain to her own family some day. She ran to the docks when she heard the arrival bells chime in the distance. The last ship of the day.
The unzipping of tents interrupted Faelyn's daydream, she could hear the commander giving orders to the sentinels already. Today was the day that they were going to raid the Sin'Dorei town, Tranquillien. She sighed and cast her gaze out to the distance, she didn't want to be here, but she was sent here on orders. She looked over her shoulder to see the sentinels gathering their armor, she stood up and prepared herself for the grueling day ahead.