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Chapter 1: The Half-elf.
"Filthy Half-elf." A half blood elf half human was tied down in a chair by a human warrior. The half-elf had red hair and blue eyes. He wore a black tunic and black pants. Most noticeably was a strange tattoo resembling a bat wing on the right side of his face. "Why do you do this?" The human laughed. "I was hired by a man to exterminate you." The half-elf glared at him. "What did he look like." The human shrugged. "I didn't see his face but he paid in advance." The human punched the half-elf. "Well, I think you should at least tell me your name half-elf." He smirked and the half-elf said. "I am known as Roan Hellblade." The human laughed and pulled out a sword. He never got a chance to use it. Roan had made the chair fall backwards and break. He punched the human and grabbed his sword, a long sword with ancient markings carved in. "Sorry to do this but-" He stabbed the human in the chest. "Yeah…" Roan sheathed his sword and walked out of the dark building. He was in Stormwind. "I have to find that man." He walked through the streets looking around for anyone suspicious. He walked into a store and bought a cloak. He put it on but left the hood down. He kept looking around and accidentally bumped into a young sorceress being guarded by two soldiers. "I apologize." A guard stepped forward. "Watch where you're going you idiotic elf." The other guard looked at his partner. "Oy! I'm an elf!" The first guard sighed. "He's a blood elf, you're a night elf." The sorceress sighed. "I am sorry about my guards. My father insisted on them. My name is Amber Feathersong." Roan looked at her and thought She's beautiful She had blonde hair and green eyes. She wore a deep blue robe and held a staff with a yellow crystal on top. He smiled and said. "I'm Roan Hellblade. I know the last name isn't very friendly." Amber laughed and the guards stopped arguing. "We should keep going Lady Amber, we won't reach Darnassus in time if we don't hurry." Amber sighed. "Roan would you like to come along, I need someone with some intelligence to talk to." The guards seemed insulted but sighed. "Welcome aboard elf." The guards brushed past Roan and he walked next to Amber. "So where do you come from Roan?" He thought for a second and said. "I was born in a small town in the mountains. My mother was a human and my father was a blood elf knight. A few years after I was born they were killed by the same man who wants me dead." He sighed and Amber said. "That's terrible!" Roan shrugged. "I grew up alone, and one day this tattoo appeared… It's what attracts assassins to me." The group soon found themselves on a trail that led to a forest. "How did we get here?" A voice came out of the trees. "Get out." Roan drew his blade. "Who are you?" A night elf with two knives in hand. "A man who needs money." He then sighed. "Damn, the undead are here." Two ghouls had killed the guards and were now approaching Roan. Amber screamed and fired a blast of magic at a ghoul but it grazed Roan's arm. "Don't you know how to use magic!" She frowned and said. "I'm still learning." The night elf threw a few knives in a ghoul making it fall to the ground. "Aim for the head!" Roan slashed the ghoul through the head and it fell. "Who are you?" The night elf looked at him. "My Name's Jarod, I guess I'm stuck with you since I didn't warn your guards." Amber began digging a grave and Roan began to help. "Jarod, can you set up camp?" Jarod shrugged. "Sure." They buried the guards and went to sleep. Roan and Jarod would switch watch duty until morning.
