Legend of the Titan Reaver
This story is based on Master Donovan Ellemayne youthful years. Many of my friends have asked about this character and how I came about the name Titan Reaver. For those who did not know this, Ellemayne is Darnassian for Reaver. So I hope that this story will keep you wanting to read more about the Ellemayne legacy including the first story I have written "The Honor of Ellemayne". Thanks and I look forward to all your comments. Enjoy!
Introduction
"L'orien…You wouldn't, you mustn't go my love. What about our unborn child? What about me? This is the time I need you the most".
The broad armored man standing at the door, his back turned to his beloved wife bearing his unborn child, only eight months before the child birth. He doesn't turn to face her nor does he give a reply.
"Is this war truly more important than us that you would leave us alone?" she still does not get him to respond. Her emotions were flooded by tears, frustrated, needing to hear his reply. She urges longer as she hoarsely cries out his name "L'orien!"
The night elf warrior turns his head slightly to take a long glimpse of his pregnant wife he was leaving behind. He inhales slowly and closes his eyes to focus the exit of the door once again. He exhales and speaks softly, knowing full well what he will say will break his wife's heart and fill her eyes with more tears to shed. He regretted the moment, but more on how he was starting to feel for he knew she felt he was abandoning her at a time she needed him most. Al though that was not his intention, he very well knew better than to explain it to her. In her eyes, he was leaving her and their unborn child behind. But how else would he keep his family safe, if he were not out there in the war defending his people, his home in the battlefields?
"Eranalune, it is not my desire or my wish to leave you here alone, but I have a duty to my king and a duty for our people to keep us safe from harm. It is what I know best, and how I can serve a purpose for all of us to continue living the way we do."
Eranalune was unable to speak. Her throat felt as though she was choking in the words she wanted to say, and could not speech them out with her lips. Tears continued to overflow down her cheek as she shook her head in disbelief. Her arms extended to reach her beloved husband, in hopes to keep him from leaving her life, and keeping him close to her heart.
"I…have assigned a nurse maid for all your needs while I am away…"
Eranalune slowly fell to her knees, whimpering as she called out his name one last time, but barely heard…"L-L'orien…"
L'orien Ellemayne takes a few steps away from his home; he hesitates for one split moment before leaving to the battlefield…"Please, forgive me Eranalune".