Chapter Two: Shattrath City
Meiyoru's eyes scanned her surroundings. Every sort of race of creature seemed to have business here in this city. She saw a dwarf enchanting some priest's staff, an undead telling an orc jokes in Orcish. So much commotion Meiyoru felt as if she was going to be swallowed up by it all. She glanced around more, but something caught her eye. A large grey tauren seemed to be waving at her. She hesitated and cautiously waved back. Her cheeks flooded dark purple when she realized he was waving to the troll behind her. In her embarrassment, she used her aspect of the cheetah and dashed away. All in a matter of minutes she was back in her awkward teen years still schooling in Darnassus. She was briefly haunted from the visions of her past. She always tried to be the best at everything, but only ever ended up as average. No one ever noticed her. She desperately wanted to change that. She left school claiming that it would be her destiny that everyone would soon know her name. Lost in her memories, without looking, the hunter slammed into a hard, cold body. She sprawled backwards and landed on her bottom.
"Ow." She murmured and looked up into the burning green eyes of a blood elf paladin.
He growled something in Thalassian, and then added in Common as he turned away, "Watch where you're going."
Meiyoru could've sworn that her entire body was flushed with purple now.
"Don't let them bother you. They think they're better than everyone." Said a deep, friendly voice.
Meiyoru glanced up and saw a man standing over her, reaching down to help her up. She nervously took the human's hand. "Thank you." Meiyoru's voice was almost at a whisper. She stood at her full height with the help of the man. She noticed she was a bit taller than him, like most night elves compared to humans. He seemed to be a warrior. He was armored in plate except for his head. He had brown hair cut short; he was clean shaven and had warming brown eyes. From what Meiyoru could tell, he was well built underneath his armor. Most warriors had to be though, in order to take all the damage that their accustomed to.
"I'm Dyce." He said without warning.
Meiyoru raised an eyebrow and glanced at Xander thinking, 'What kind of name is Dyce?'
"Nice to meet you." She returned the greeting. "I'm Meiyoru."
"Is this your first time in Shattrath City?"
Meiyoru chuckled. "How could you guess?"
"Well don't be intimidated by it. It's just a neutral crossroads really. Where are you headed?"
"I'm not exactly sure, I came here by accident." She said briefly remembering Bairamint and the death threats she wanted to send him. "I could really use a mount."
Dyce studied her for a moment. "You don't look skilled enough to own your own griffon. I know there's a place in Nagrand that sells mounts. You can catch a rental griffon there." He pointed to the direction of the griffon master.
"Nagrand. Right." Meiyoru smiled making the mental note. "I'll be off then."
"But-"
"Next time you meet me, you'll know my name!" She said raising her fist in the air. "Thanks Dyce! I'm off to chase my destiny!" She called out running towards the warrior's directions.
Dyce was bewildered by the strange elf's determination as he thought, 'I already know your name.', but he shrugged and watched her disappear from his sight.
Meiyoru marched towards the griffon master. "Where can I take you today?" He asked her with a well practiced smile.
"Nagrand please!"
"Do you have the flight path?"
"What now?"
"The flight path to Nagrand. You need it to fly there."
Meiyoru frowned. "Are you saying I can't fly there unless I've been there before?"
"Technically."
"How am I supposed to get there in the first place?!" Meiyoru groaned as she buried her face in her palms. She couldn't fathom the thought of walking somewhere.
Author's note: Short chapter I know, but I wanted to end here. Hope you enjoy.
Next chapter: Grand Theft Griffon
