(Written by Callina for use in the story Prisoner of War)

A female paladin breathed deeply as she slowly finished wiping the blood off her sword and sighed. The Borean Tundra was a beautiful place, but just as everywhere else, there was a great amount of danger. Her plate armor was slightly dented and tarnished from the continuous fighting within the Nexus War. For the past several weeks she had been working closely with the Mages of the Kirin Tor to free those that had been captured by the Blue Dragonflight. She surveyed the field of slain blue dragon-kin. Dismay coursed through her heart as the mages gathered their own.

Once Callina finished recovering the mages, the Kirin Tor at the Amber Ledge sent her across the ravine to the island called Coldarra to report to the camp within the transistus shield. On her way there, Callina witnessed something truly terrifying. From the back of a red dragon, she saw Malygos himself emerge from the Nexus and took a Crimson Drake from the ground right before his keep. As she watched, a silver haired night elf dove away from the two dragons as Malygos released an icy blast upon the red dragon. Her roar echoing through the valley was the only testament to her defiance of his will. Once Callina was again on the ground, she asked a few questions at the camp within the shield. With some careful prodding, she found that Keristrasza had aggravated The Spell-Weaver by killing his consort, what he planned on doing with her was unknown. From the look on the young Paladin's face, the mages could tell that anger boiled within her. Cautiously, they mentioned that it would be unwise for her to go into the Nexus alone. She sighed, hiding some of her anger and reluctantly agreed, wondering if she could help the poor dragon from whatever nightmare the Master of Magic had in store for her.

The Mages at Coldarra insisted that Callina take account of what goods she had collected from the land. As she flew back towards the Bastion of the alliance expedition in the north, She took comfort from the plentiful new metals that she could use in her experiments of new armor and weapons. She also felt that the Light within was pleased with this venture into an unexplored and hostile land to see what she could do to help bring the reign of the Lich King to an end.

Since she had come north, Valiance Keep had been besieged by the Scourge, but through her efforts, and the help of others, she had helped to disrupt the Nerubian army by dropping bombs down their tunnels. Through her travels, Callina also assisted a young lady with finding her once deceased brother, this resulted in her first encounter with a deathknight. She had been apprehensive towards the Deathknight who called himself Thassarian and claimed to destroy the Lich King and his forces. It was his devotion to both his sister and the Alliance that softened her attitude towards him. It reminded her of her days training in the ways of the Order of the Silver Hand. Unsure of whether this once former hero of the alliance was trust-worthy, Callina was willing to give him a chance.

Once at Valiance Keep, Callina found a message had been waiting for her from Arlya, a night elf hunter that was a friend of hers. The message asked Callina to help out with some of the hunters engineering experiments with supplying extra metal from the north. The message stated that Arlya would be in Darnassus for awhile at her workshop, making it easy for Callina to get there from the mages' city of Dalaran. Once she checked her stock of cobalt ore, Callina found that in her adventuring around the Tundra she'd gotten a lot more than she had realized.

"It'll be good to see Arlya again anyway" Callina thought as she relaxed on a gryphon as it soared back to Dalaran. The towers of the floating city soon loomed on the skyline and she grinned, loving the view. She had been there once as a child, before it had been ravaged in the Third War and then hidden away, before it was later moved to Northrend to spearhead the war to fight Malygos and the Scourge in unison. She made her way to the Silver Enclave, where in one of the doorways at the top came what appeared to be the same night elf she had seen several days before outside the nexus. "Hm, he looks a bit like Arlya" Callina thought, but shrugged off the feeling and she extended her hand and touched the gateway.

The now familiar disorientation of portal traveling faded quickly from her muscles, leaving Callina in the Night Elven temple by the moonlit fountain. Almost immediately there was a sense that something was horribly wrong. It filled her head with the awful sick feeling in the pit of her stomach that the she always felt when undead were very near. Callina froze, confused as to why the undead would be in the heart of the Night Elves' territory.