It was a hot day in the Barrens, and Ellarine was just a fragile night elf looking for her friends that were going to group up to get some honor with her. She was a healer, and a good one at that, but she couldn't hurt a fly. The thought of killing someone just because was sickening to her, but without appropriate fighting gear, she herself would be killed. She was running through the dry cracked desert when she tripped over her robe and fell. Trying to get up and heal herself, she noticed she couldn't open her eyes... or move at all. "I'm frozen!" she said to herself. She cursed to herself as she heard the disgusting laugh of an enemy she has never heard before. The ice trap spell wore off and she instantly turned into a cat and dashed away, only to have the Tame spell casted on her. "NO" she screamed to herself. She tried to turn into a night elf again, but was not quick enough. Against her will, she ran to the enemies side. She saw his long pointy tusks as he leaned down to inspect her. He was wearing tough looking chain armor and had another animal to his side. It was an angry looking boar that had rammed into her when she was running to the troll. She saw his long red-green hair that ran down his hunched back, and his breath was putrid. But she hated to admit to herself he was handsome. His hair was in little braids held by little animal skulls. She heard yelling and laughing. Her friends! She tried to run over to them, but couldn't move. The hunter began to shoot at the human of her group. She couldn't heal them! She growled loudly, only causing them to notice the boar. She had to fight. He commanded her to. She leaped at the human the troll was fighting. The human died... she was angry with herself, not only for killing someone, not only "someone" but one of her best friends. The group ran off, and the troll laughed again. He started walking towards his cave, and she had to follow.