AN: Hello, and welcome to my first ever story on this site. I'm pretty new at writing (read: typing) so don't be too harsh. I've had this idea stuck in my head for a while now, and when I got started, I literally couldn't stop. Before I knew it, I had typed almost 9,000 words for a single story. Going back and re-reading it, I felt it was too fast paced and skipped too much for me to feel comfortable with it. So, I then had the idea to revise it. I opened a new word document and then this chapter happened. Please, read and review, and leave your thoughts on what I can improve on, or if I should slow down with my pacing more. It still feels a little fast paced. So with that out of the way, onto the disclaimer I'm sure I need.

Disclaimer:The Dragon Lorde does not own World of Warcraft, that right belongs to Blizzard.

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Chapter 1: A Humble Beginning

As a young night elf, growing up in the bustling city of Darnassus wasn't easy. Especially if all the people you had called family were no longer with you. I was 2 years old, when my parents had been killed by a raid of furlbogs. It had caught us by surprise, because normally the furlbogs stay in one general area. My family and I had been living in Starbreeze village at the time of the attack. I don't remember everything that had happened, but I do remember being carried out of the village by a sentinel, kicking and screaming for my parents the whole time.

After that sentinel had got me out, she had taken me directly to Darnassus. Of course I had long since passed out from all the emotion of the day. When I had woke up, I had noticed that I wasn't in my bed, but instead on a couch. When my memories from the day before had come back, I had started sobbing loudly. Of course, the sentinel, now out of gear, had come running into to the room. Seeing me there, on the couch in tears, she quickly crossed the room and started comforting me. It was about an hour later that I had managed to dry my tears, with light shaking every now and then, as though I wanted to continue.

That sentinel, who I learned was named Selania Shadebreeze, had sadly informed me that my parents, hadn't made it. Of course I started crying again, this time hugging Selania for all I was worth. When I had managed to stop my tears this time, she then informed me that I would be staying with her for a while. She told me it was to help me adjust after such a traumatic event. I couldn't have cared less. I wanted my mom and dad back. But of course, that small childish hope that they would one day come in and take me home, never came true. I was 4 when I finally had accepted the fact that the world was harsh, and given the chance, it would take everything you had from you.

When I was 6, I had to say another goodbye. Selania had been recalled back to the sentinels. While we both knew the day was coming, it didn't make it any easier. She had argued for hours, to have more time to raise me. Saying that I was still so young, that I wouldn't be able to take care of myself. They had told her that I would be put in an orphanage. That she had been off duty for long enough. They had given me and her one final afternoon together. We spent almost all of it at her house, in each other's arms, just basking in the others presence. I can still remember, vividly, the promise I had made to her. It was one of my most proud, and most embarrassing moments of my life.

Flashback

We were huddled up next to each other, in front of a cozy fire. It was the winter months, so the cold would creep in every now and then. I honestly didn't mind being this close to Selania. I hadn't mentioned it to anyone yet, but I had grown a small crush on her. Her being years older than me didn't matter to me at all. The reason I hadn't told anyone, most of all her, was because, in Darnassus, same sex relationships were frowned upon. I didn't really understand anything about the social rules, but I could sense it. So I kept quiet. But now that I was about to perhaps see Selania for the last time in my life, I had literally nothing left to lose.

I scooted so I could look at her. "Selania?" I said, in a quiet voice, still not entirely sure if what I was about to do was the right thing. But I had done started, I didn't want to let what little courage I had left to leave me.

"Hmm?" she hummed, looking me through half closed eyelids. She had been enjoying the quiet and warmth.

I gathered up what little courage I had. "I want to marry you, Selania." Now, looking back, this was the most embarrassing thing I had ever done. I hadn't known the deeper meanings behind being married to someone, all I knew was that married people stayed together. And I wanted so badly to stay with her.

She had let out this strangled sound, like a mix between a cough and a laugh. If she had been drinking, I imagine she would have done a spit take. She looked over to me, a blush slowly working its way across her face. "Honey, I don't think you know what it means to be married to someone."

I looked at her confused. "Don't married people love each other, and stay together? I love you, and I want to stay with you." Selania then had this smile slip onto her face.

"I love you too, Lisette. And yes, that is true. Married people do love each other and stay together. But there love is stronger, sweetie. Something that you wouldn't understand until you feel it yourself." I got a little angry at this. Why is it that adults always say 'You're too young, you wouldn't understand'? Well I think I understood plenty.

"I don't care! I love you and I want to marry you!" Selania couldn't hold it in any longer. She fell down backwards and started laughing so loudly. I just got angrier. I'm sure that my face had turned red. "I will marry you, Selania! I don't care if it takes years! When I see you again, I will marry you!"

Flashback End

She had laughed a little harder after that. When she had finally calmed down, she had amusedly said that if we met again, and I could win her over, she would marry me. Of course, being 6 years old, I didn't understand the gravity of what I had promised. Somehow, my proclamation followed by what Selania had said, had been heard by a passing sentinel, who had then reported it to the captain. The next day, Selania was gone. I hadn't known what my promise had done to her. The captain of the sentinels was strongly against same sex relationships, so Selania was punished severely, before being moved to Darkshore permanently. I had expected to see Selania every now and then, figuring she would drop by to check on me when work would allow. But she never came.

After a week of not seeing her, I had snuck out of the orphanage I was placed in. It was surprisingly easy to sneak past the matron and workers. After I had got out, I ran through back alleys and side streets, making my way to Selania's house. When I got there, I grabbed the key she had hidden for me, in case I had ever gotten locked out, and opened the door. What I saw inside almost broke my six year old heart. All of Selania's stuff had been removed. The couch me and her had spent nights on, just lying in her arms. Her bed, which I remember coming to every now and then after a particularly bad nightmare. Even my room in her house had been emptied. I had walked back to the living room, and I fell to the floor and started sobbing.

I was there for hours. By the time I could pull myself from the floor, night had already fallen. I walked out, locked the door and hid the key, before heading back to the orphanage. Over the next few weeks, I had asked every sentinel I could find if they had seen Selania. The most common response I would get would be along the lines of 'The freak got what she deserved'. I of course, being six, almost seven, didn't understand why they were so mean. I had once seen a few of these sentinels laughing and joking with Selania when I would come to find her. So after those few weeks, I gave up that method. My next idea had been to go to the different classes to see if they could maybe help.

The Priestesses weren't of much help, just telling me that 'She had fallen from grace, and had to seek redemption'. Whatever that meant. The Druids weren't particularly helpful either. They had told me that she had lost her way, and had to find the back by herself. This upset me more than I was willing to admit. I didn't want to lose her like I did my parents. I had said this, and the leader of the Druids, Mal-something-or-other, had looked at me with sympathy. He had said "My child, Selania is not lost in the sense that she has passed. She just has to figure a few things out in her life. She is probably just fine." And for some reason, this didn't ease my worries.

I went to the Mages next. They didn't even dignify me with an answer, only a look of disgust would show up in their eyes. Figuring that was a bust, I decided to go to the Warriors. But when I saw my first glimpses of them, I could tell they wouldn't be of much help. I then went to the hunters. I figured that they could help me, with their tracking skills, maybe they could help me find her. It was childish, but I was 6, cut me some slack. They of course wouldn't help me either, they even went as far as to tell me she could go die for all they cared. I ran away, tears freely flowing. I didn't look where I was going, just letting my feet guide me. When I finally stopped I had found myself outside of Selania's home. There was sign that hung on the door that said "CONDEMED". I didn't know what that meant, and I didn't care. I got the key and went inside. I sat on the floor in front of the fireplace, staring into the empty fire rack, hoping it give me the answers I sought.

I knew there was only one place left to go to. The Rogues. But I also knew they wouldn't do anything without payment. Selania had told me about all of the classes one day. I had asked about the Rogues because she hadn't gone in depth on them as she had the others. She got this nervous look on her face and told me that they were assassins. I was confused at the word, and asked her its meaning.

Flashback

"An Assassin is a person who gets paid to do jobs." Selania said to me. I grew even more confused. Didn't everyone get paid to do jobs? I voiced this to her. She chuckled, before saying "Yes, Lisette, everyone does get paid to do jobs. The difference between regular people and Rogues, is that the Rogues take the dirtier jobs that most people won't do."

I scrunched up my nose. "Like collecting garbage?" Selania laughed harder this time. I just looked at her angrily. She then ruffled my hair, me swiping at her hand and missing.

"No Lisette, not like collecting garbage." She then got more serious. "I mean jobs like going out into the world, and killing certain people, or kidnapping a princess." My eyes grew wide.

"Why would they do that? Isn't it wrong to kill people?" Tears started to gather in the corner of my eyes. The thought of killing someone made my stomach twirl.

Selania smiled a comforting smile at me. She pulled me over into her lap, and started rubbing my back. I couldn't put much effort into resisting even if I wanted to. I was always taught that killing people was wrong, so why were there people that got paid to do so? I noticed her shirt starting get wet. It was then that I noticed I was crying. She started to rock back and forth, me in her lap sobbing into her stomach. When I had finally quieted down enough, she continued. "In most cases, you would be right. But the Rogues are different. I personally don't know why they do the things they do, but I do know that sometimes, the less appealing option is the only one you have. So they stay in business, because they get paid to do these things, and there will always be someone that wants someone else dead. We can't change that."

Flashback End

So I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I didn't have any money, but I also knew the Rogues would do anything without payment. So I started to think of ways to get money. The first problem almost immediately identified itself. I didn't know how much I would need to get this done. I couldn't just use a couple of copper, no one would even glance at me. I would have to collect a lot of gold. And that's when the second problem showed up. How would I go about collecting enough to cover this? My first thought was sitting on a sidewalk asking for money. But that wouldn't get me anything substantial once they learned my reason. But I couldn't think of anything else. I could just not tell them my reason, but that would be suspicious, and wouldn't get me anything.

I sat there thinking for about 3 hours. I thought I had come up with a solution. It would take me years, sitting on the sidewalk asking for money, then at a job, to get enough money to buy a quest. I wouldn't waste that amount of time, just to buy a quest to search for Selania, I would do it myself. First I would need the skills to do so. Then I would need weapons to defend myself. And finally I would need a way to get around quick enough to search for her. I started to get excited as I realized all of these things, I could find here in Darnassus.

'I could get weapons easily enough. It would probably take some sneaking, but I could maybe get a pair of daggers and a sword, which is what I think I'll need. Next, I might want a ranged weapon, for when swords and daggers aren't good enough. I think the hunters should have a couple lying around.' I find a pencil lying in my room, that whoever cleaned out the place hadn't got. But I didn't have any paper. I looked around the house for anything to write on. I finally found a 'To Do' list, 'how appropriate', tore off a sheet and started writing. 'After getting the weapons, I'll need abilities to make this easier.' I walked back into Selania's room and sat against a wall. 'Maybe I should get something from all the classes here.'

I didn't know at the time, but what I would go on to do would be considered impossible by most. I didn't know that the people of this world, thought that you couldn't learn more than one class. Many had actually tried. They would learn one discipline, then try to learn another, but found they could not. Later on, after I had learned of this, I had wondered why I could learn different class's abilities. And therein lied the answer. I didn't learn everything one class had to teach, I picked and chose a few abilities from each one I had access to. I think that is why I was able to learn different class's spells. But I didn't know this then.

'Hmm, let's see. Let's start with the Druids. I don't think they keep a very tight guard on their tomes. Okay, so what spells do I want and/or need? Definitely that Shapeshift thing I saw some doing. That could come in handy. It would also solve my transportation needs. Other than that, I don't really know all they can do. Okay, I guess for now, I'll just find the tome for Shapeshifting.' With that, Lisette set out, about to make history.