Janila swept through the market square, her violet tinted skin hidden beneath the cloak and clothes she wore. She had already picked up all she needed, and headed for her 'shack' in the small glade within the village.
Janila swept into the magic cloaked night elven home. She dropped the food upon the counter, and took the rest to Beoln, her father, a druid that can transform into a bear. She didn't think that he could just transform into a bear. She believed it. Janila knew that he was a big, grumpy teddy bear.
Janila entered the room, and there was Beoln. He was standing there, his eyes closed. She knew he was communing with nature. She turned to leave, and then heard his deep voice call out.
"Janila." She turned around, and saw his eyes open.
"Yes, Poppa?" Janila said
He eyed her, and said, "You were out longer than last time.." Janila smiled. He thought she was talking to some human all the time. But she wasn't. Though he had forbidden her to, she was learning all about magic.
"It was just the crowd. If I tried to get here faster, then I would have bowled someone over."
Beoln sighed, and smiled. "Yes, your probably right. Now hurry along. We could get a message from Malfurion any time now."
Malfurion.
He was the leader druid, who had banished his own brother, Illidan. He was also the one who had sent them here.
"Do you think he would send a message today?" She asked, with a little agitation.
"Yes, I do believe so. With the talk of continued Scourge activity, we have to be ready for a mission, if we are needed." He replied, calmly. He was always calm except when he had a good reason to be angry.
"Ok, Father." Janila said, with resignation. He smiled and closed his eyes. Janila closed the oak door behind her, and went over to the moon well.
She splashed the replenishing water over her face, and then got an idea. While she was waiting for the message, she could be configuring magic.
Janila hurried to the glade outside, which was also protected. All they would see is a beggar beside the road, and the house would be in shambles. What she saw was a lush glade, full of fruit. The night elven home would be luxurious, like a cottage fit for a king.
Janila began practicing. She brought out the spellbook stolen from her fathers book case. It would be useful. She randomly flipped to a page, and there it said, in night elven, Transfromation.
Her heart beated faster. Is this how her father transformed into a bear? Janila's eyes traveled down the page, and it said how to do the ritual.
The ritual would take a while, and it said that the transformation will transform you into your spirit form. She thought what wonders she could transform into. Janila might transform into…. Into… a dragon for all she knew!
In her excitement, she didn't look up at the approaching boots. After all, night elves were silent, and so it was human. Why bother looking up. But it was her mistake she didn't look up.
The being could see her. He sized her up, then continued. Janila began the ritual.
The strange being felt the ritual performed. It returned, and watched. It was the shape of a human, and the symbol of a blue dragon rested upon its armor.
Janila finished the ritual. The spell book said that in the morning, the ability will manifist into her. She could hardly wait. She went into the house.
There was a knock.
She turned around. Who could that possibly be? She made careful to disguise herself, then opened it.
There, a man as tall as the doorway, stood there.
He had the symbol of a blue dragon upon his garments