For some time, the Death Knight continued to feast heavily on the bodies of the Stormwind Guards he had slain. Leaving mostly half eaten remains covered in their own blood and gore. Despite this, the Death knight was not covered in blood and gore as the red glowing runes of his armor would absorb any amount of blood he splattered in his meal into his body.

"As always, must you always make a mess Lord Lazarus?" The Death Knight heard the Blood Elf Warlock with the painted magical runes around his left eye enter. With the warlock was a small chest in his arms while the Demon Hunter Daken followed him.

The Death Knight now identified as Lazarus simply growled at him and continued to feast on the remains of one guard as if starving to death.

The Warlock sighed and walked over to the Death Knight, offering him a large cup of wine. Lazarus soon turned and yanked the cup of wine from the Warlock and gulped down the entire cup within moments. Washing down the large amounts of blood and gore in his mouth down to his throat into stomach.

"Quite the appetite you have don't you think?" The Warlock asked.

With a large gulp to finish swallowing his meal, the Death Knight sighed in relief and drunk a few more large sips of wine. "Did you find it Kreus?" He asked.

The Blood Elf Kreus nodded and showed Lazarus the chest. "Just as the notes said it would be."

"Then we have a long journey ahead of us." Lazarus answered as he grabbed his sword, stood back up on his feet and sheathed his sword back on the right shoulder of his back.

Kreus merely sighed. "Long journey is putting it in one nice way. Finding someone compatible for the ritual will be an even bigger and longer pain in the ass than the quest itself." He commented.

"It matters not how long it will take. We have a start and before long we will have all that is necessary."

"So I know."

"Did you run into any trouble?"

"Just a few dumb brute Orcs from from the Tanaan Jungle. Nothing too serious to be dealt with, none of them will live to tell the tale of our actions tonight."

"I only encountered these Stormwind Guards heading to your direction. So I dealt with them to make sure you were not interrupted." Lazarus coldly stated as he puts his metal mask back on followed by his hood.

"I do appreciate that my Lord but now brings to the question of what will happen if both the Alliance and the Horde catch wind of our activities." Kreus asked.

"They won't, we will see to that." With that said, lazarus began making his way out of the cave, followed by Kreus and Daken


Alura had just finished her next she lost count how many letter to her father. Placing a melted wax seal to close it, she stood back up and quickly changed into her normal outfit to go mail it. On her way outside she found Kinar waiting her, already in her normal outfit and human form.

"Hey Kinar, what's wrong?" Alura asked.

"You told me last night that you've been sending your father a bunch of letters yet he hasn't responded to any of them?" Kinar asked.

Alura looked at her with a raised brow. "Yes, I have been sending him letters from time to time." She answered.

Kinar noded. "Call it a hunch of mine but I feel there's something very fishy about that."

She shrugged. "We never know Kinar, if it's something fishy or not. We don't even know if my father would help, or even if he does do we even know that it would work?" She questioned.

"Well I still feel like we should look into it and see why he hasn't been responding." Kinar began walking off with Alura following her. "Here's my idea, you go and send that letter to whoever is suppose to deliver that letter to the mailing place. And I will keep watch and see if everything goes smoothly."

Alura analyzed for a moment, looking at the window. "Hey Kinar, do the military accept volunteers from the church?" She asked.

"Not sure, but if you like I can ask someone while I'm off spying."

"Well, father is stationed at the base camp on at the Dark Portal, perhaps we can go there and ask any information to whether or not he got the letters, then ask about the squadron of Captain Jorden." She suggested.

"Yeah but that would take longer and my hunch tells me something is up for some reason. Let me just keep an eye on your letter while it's being delivered to be mailed. If nothing happens then we can see if the military is accepting any volunteers. I just want to make absolutely sure okay. And don't worry, I got ways to hide my appearance." Kinar stated before suddenly using her druidic magic to shapeshift into a swift flight form. "See?"

Alura nodded and smiled. "Alright Kinar, I'll wait."

"Go ahead and send the letter and I'll be sure to keep track of its progress and report back to you of any news."

Alura shook her head. "I'm tired of sending letters to him. If he doesn't read it then fine, I will probably handle it myself." She said to her.

"Still we want to make sure if he's even getting the letters. If you want I can send the letter and then watch its progress."

Alura nodded once more. "Alright, I'll see to it then." She said to her.

Kinar flew on Alura's shoulder and sat comfortably. "I'll be with you every step of the way."

Alura picked up her note and made her way outside the Church. She found a gnome messenger collecting letters for from the Church to go deliver to wherever. Alura handed the gnome her letter and left to go attend her business. She winked towards Kinar to start, in which Kinar spreads her wings and takes flight to keep a sharp eye on her letter.

"Good luck Kinar." Alura said to her softly as she flights out. Then she turned around and went on to the halls of the church, looking around briefly while listening to the priests who was preaching once more. The church didn't have its audience for today probably because of the current affairs that were being tackled. She shook her head and just went on. It was there she found a beautiful Night Elf woman with silver white hair sitting at one of the benches along with a baby that couldn't be more than a month old heavily wrapped in her arms. Sitting with her were two beautiful night elf twin girls that appeared to have some traces of human to them.

She raised her brows at the sight, finding it odd to see their kind on the church, to which the differences of their beliefs have been quite clear. Alura just smiled and sat at the same bench with the woman. Though the mother remained fixated on the baby, while the two twins were kneeling in prayer.

"I've find it odd that the Elves of the Night visited the Church of the Light." Alura commented through her rhyme, making the Night Elf woman turn at her.

"Hu? Oh sorry if we're bothering you, we just moved here about a month ago and we just found the time to settle in and make time for the Church of the Light." The Night Elf mother answered.

Alura smiled as she looked on the children. "They're beautiful." She said, looking at them closely before turning to her and adding. "Though I can't help but notice they have traces of human traits on them. Could they be Half-Elven?" She asked.

"They are yes, their father is a human, training the soldiers here in the barracks. I met him five years ago and well, I guess you could say it was Destiny or Fate in a way that brought us together." She smiled and rocked the baby in her arms gently.

The priestess smiled and looked on at the priest. "How special that different races come together don't you think? You have probably faced hardships with him before settling down for good, with all the racial discrimination around us."

"Oh yes, it was, quite difficult, especially with my father who hated the idea to his bones. But in time, when my twins were born, he soon grew to love them like any grandfather would love their grandchild. And now he thanks my husband for every moment for being a part of my life and bringing our children into this wonderful world." She answered.

"How beautiful to hear that. But I want to ask you something, if I may." Alura said to her, turning her attention.

"Of course." She said as she turned her attention to the Priestess with a beautiful smile that reminded Alura allot of her mother's smile.

"Can you hold on to him forever?" Alura asked reluctantly. "I assume that, it took time to accept that he would die young like their human lives." She stated.

"Oh….I know what you mean by that." She said to her. Looking at the baby before turning to her, smiling. "And yes I can hold on to him forever. I have my promise to myself that he would be the only one I would have, and he fulfilled also his promise by returning when I needed him the most. And if that's the case, well my long life as a widow in the future can be coped." She answered.

Alura was stunned and surprised to hear such words. They were words of wisdom she didn't expect anyone but either the high priest or priestess or her mother to say. Her thoughts were interrupted when one of the cute half elf twins gently tugged on her robe a little to try and get her attention for something.

"You have some motherly aura, even my children have your attention." The Elven woman commented to her, chuckling. "I don't find it surprising you will have beautiful children in the future also."

"Huh? Oh I just have a liking for children I also help take care of the orphanages around Stormwind when I can. But I don't plan on having any children I am still a Priestess of the Light and I still have my vows to hold onto." Alura answered as she patted the cute half elf girl on the head softly.

The mother chuckled. "Oh, I doubt that, I was a priestess five years ago, then I met him. Didn't take long for me to give it to him." She told her.

"What?" Alura asked in surprise.

"Like I said, I was a priestess and I gave myself to him eventually." She told her once more. "Love can know no bounds, not even the vows of chastity."

"You did? I mean uh how?" Alura asked still shocked and surprised.

"We made love, what else? I didn't have to lie to myself to convince me that I loved him." She answered.

"I didn't mean that I meant. How did you make such a critical decision in your life that would go against everything you've lived with in your original life for so very long?" Alura asked next.

The Night elf looked at her. "Well, I looked at him, and saw myself unable to cope on thinking of him not in my life. Looking myself back then when I was nothing more than a little girl of thinking I would be a huntress, an adventurer that would travel the world alone, but then it change and thought I am a priestess and will still be a priestess for my life span. All of it changed as time pass by, and it was him who unwittingly convinced me." She answered.

Alura remained silent as she quietly watched the two twin half elf girls play a small little chasing game close by. The baby in the night elf mother's arms moaned a little in discomfort, in which his mother softly brought one of her fingers to him and let him play with her finger.

"Do you ever sometimes feel regrets with the decision to leave your life as a priestess?" Alura asked nervously.

The Elven woman chuckled. "Oh no, not one bit did I feel any regret. What regrets would form when I have him, and my children?" She answered. "And how about you priestess, do you ever had a thought on settling down? I can see it in your eyes." She asked.

Alura looked at her and answer. "My obligation is to be a priestess, I have vowed to be." She answered.

"Oh…" The mother sighed with a little bit of sadness as her eyes shifted to her baby. "I mean, it doesn't change anything between beliefs and happiness. You don't have to force yourself in any of this. Because it does look like you do force yourself." She said.

"I do?" Alura asked a little confused.

"Can you not see it for yourself? If I can, then you probably can." She told her.

Alura was silent for a moment as she wasn't sure what to say or think or do next. "I...I don't know…"

"I could see also that someone had captured your heart. You just don't know it yet, but eventually you will." She told her as she turned her attention at the priestess once more.

"Wait no I mean no one hasn't caught my heart yet I'm still just a priestess and well yeah. But still, even if my heart has yet been captured, there is one person I am worried for." Alura answered.

"Oh? Who would it be? With the wars going in at this moment, worrying for someone is heart breaking, I have experienced it myself." She told her.

"A very good friend." Alura answered.

"Was he also part of this war?" She asked.

"Yes, he was drafted into last month, I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye." Alura sighed sadly.

The woman bit her lip and softly shook her head. "That is very bad. I see how it will affect you if it does turn for the worse and I pray it will not. You do not want to experience what I felt when I was told my husband wasn't coming home." She told her.

"But he did come home right?" Alura asked in a small panic.

"Yes he did. But when I was just three months into pregnancy with the twins, something happened to the village and he went there to stop it. And when I got the information, I fell into depression." She answered.

"What happened?" Alura asked.

"Well I can't recall the exact details, but it is similar to yours. I was dangerously in the shadows of depression at that point. And I endanger my children because of it." She said.

"How did it all turn well for you, how did you get through all of that?" Alura asked in worry.

"I didn't, I was just lying on the bed, brooding, I ate little to none. Even in one occasion I tried to get out from the house to find him myself in my effort. Very foolish of me." She told her.

"My goodness…"

The mother then curl her lips into a smile. "But nonetheless a week has gone by and things change for the good instantly when they found him just a few miles from the village."

Alura remained silent to let her continue.

"It's was so miraculous that he returned. He said to me that he ate grass, covering his wounds with other grass while drinking water from grass when was so gravely injured for those weeks. How determined was he to come back to me with nothing but grass to help him." She softly stated as she looked at her daughters who were running towards her to sit by her side.

"I don't think he could have done it if his mind was not on you." Alura commented.

"Might as well not imagine what he did or what he did not." She told her. "He returned to me, and to me that was a testament."

Alura stay silent as she looked on to the preacher, the preacher puts himself in prayer as the service almost comes to an end. Alura herself kneeled also, praying for protection to her friends, their families and everyone else. After that she sat back down at the bench, looking at the elven mother.

"Daddy!" One of the twins happily shouted as the two run off towards him.

The two adults turned at the entrance door. While the elven woman smiled, the draenei priestess widened her eyes in comment.

"Oh my goodness he is tall." Alura said as she looked at him, she could just see that the man was at least seven feet tall, even taller than her father could be.

"Surprised?" She chuckled at her before calling him. "Oh hi darling, we are ready to go back to the restaurant. The Priest has just finished and we are just about to head out."

"Well, there's nothing for me back at the arena, so I would just be going here to check on you four. But it seems you have nothing else to do, so should we get back to the restaurant?" He asked.

The elven woman turned to Alura as she stood up. "I guess it would be our time to leave also. I had fun talking with you and knowing the beliefs of your church. Thank you." She said and turned. "And oh, If you are planning, I am at the restaurant just a couple blocks away from here, it is called 'The Druidic Sanctuary.' I can help and give you some advice if you need one." She told her as she looked back.

"Thank you." Alura smiled and gave her a small bow. She watched the woman leave while her husband wrapped an arm around her waist and walked off with her. The twins waved by to Alura before joining their parents.


Kinar kept flight in her swift flight form while following the Gnome messenger to the barracks of the Stormwind guard. She made sure to stay out of sight and hide behind covered area when the need approach. Thankfully the form she took was the size of a pigeon, allowing her a better amount of faster agility and options to hide and keep watch from a distance. Luckily the Gnome messenger didn't seem to ever notice her since he appeared to be extremely busy with all the letters he was required to deliver. That and Kinar stayed in the air high enough to avoid suspension and enough to keep track and watch the messenger's every move.

Eventually, the gnome arrived at the main barracks section of the city where most of the guards and soldiers went to sign up for the current war.

"Gnome mail." The gnome said to the guard at the registration table.

"Take em' out back for inspection." The guard nodded as he offered a quill and ink for the many people in line wanting to sign up.

The messenger grabbed the bag of letters and proceeded inside. Taking her chance, Kinar spreads her wings and flew inside the building through the window. To her shock, she immediately lost the gnome messenger. She looked around carefully in her position in the air before flying forward around the long hallways to try and locate the messenger. She must've traveled for she wasn't sure how long until finding the gnome messenger out in the courtyard leaving the bag of letters to a few guards. The guards dismissed the gnome and started checking through the letters.

It was around the moment where they got to Alura's letter that one guard nodded to the others and showed them her letter.

"It's another one from Priestess Alura." The guard said.

"I'll go alert the Lieutenant." The other guard said as he walked off to do so.

Kinar raised a brow while still maintaining flight in the air. Feeling her wings getting tired she flew down to the top of a fountain close by and kept watch from there. The guard from earlier soon returned with the Lieutenant who Kinar was able to easily identify.

He was a tall man, quite tall and had a broad shoulders, clad in normal foot soldier armor. He was walking towards the man holding Alura's letter. "What would be her letter this time?" He asked.

"It's another one for her father Paladin Joven sir. Requesting the same message as the last others she has sent." The guard answered.

The Lieutenant took the letter, read it, and then crumbled it up into pieces before giving it to a nearby mage to set it on fire. Kinar gasped in shock from her position as she watched the torn letter burn to mere ashes.

"By order of General Moira we are not going to let that pass on. Paladin Joven has enough on his hands with the Dark Portal to be worrying about some expendable squadron. The General wants them to stay put to keep a hold in that area. And besides, why does this girl concern so much on Jorden's men? We already have reports that Jorden went missing in action." he asked.

"I don't know sir I'm just trying to follow orders so the General doesn't punish me like he has the reputation of doing so. My father used to always tell me when I was young boy, never snoop your nose into others' business, especially important figures during a time of crises." The guard answered.

"Well get going." The Lieutenant ordered as he turned his back on them and walks away.

The guards saluted and returned to inspecting letters. Loading the ones that needed to be sent while burning ones that could endanger the war effort or cause. Kinar saw enough of what she needed to confirm her hunch. Taking flight she quickly flew out of the courtyard and back to the Church as fast as her form could possibly take her.

Alura tapped the table with her fingers, her chin was resting on her palm as she looked on to the window outside. Smiling as she felt the breeze hit her soft skin. She looked on at the horizon, seeing a peaceful land, knowing that there are warriors out there to protect them with their lives on the line for them to do so. It seems she doesn't like the idea of it as she curled her lips into a frown, thinking what ever danger lies ahead in the future, or whether or not there will be a future for anyone at all.

She looked at a pigeon at the side of the window, sipping coffee as she looked at it with interest, flying hysterically towards her direction. She didn't realize that the pigeon was desperate enough to smash through the window until it got close and Alura had to quickly open the window to keep it from hurting itself. The pigeon fly right in and ended up accidently crashing on Alura's desk. Upon landing, the pigeon shapeshifted back into Kinar's human form as she rolled off the desk and landed on the ground on her back. He body was covered in sweat as she struggled to regain her breathing from over working herself to hard.

Alura quickly kneeled down and helped her up to stand. "Kinar, thank heavens you are okay. What happened?"

"They're burning the letters!" She said in a frantic almost fast paced speech.

"What?!" Alura responded in disbelief. "What do you mean they are burning the letters?"

"By order of General Moira, any letters that could endanger the war effort or cause are to be burned to not cause distraction or problems within the army. He's purposely having any letter you write to your father torn up and burned on the spot. Saying some excuse that your father is too busy to be worrying about Jordan's squad which went missing in action!" Kinar responded as best she could while trying to catch her breath.

Alura gasped as she heard the news, she took a step back and responded. "Missing in action…...Captain Jorden's squadron?" She repeated.

Kinar noded "That's right, and since the General considers them expendable and with all the problems going on with the war. He's making sure your father never sees any of your letters as he claims it would distract him from his more important duties with the Dark Portal. Also he claimed that they were stationed at somewhere where he wanted them to keep a hold of so even then he didn't want them coming home after their time of service expired." Kinar said as she had to sit down on a chair.

"Kinar…..Larkon is with Captain Jorden…...if he is missing, so is he….." She gasped as she tried to find her words.

"I don't know how long they've been considered missing in action they didn't say much except the squad went missing and that's all I heard." Kinar answered.

Alura shook her head, bringing her hands on to her forehead as if a huge migraine was shocking her in pain. "Kinar….If." She didn't finished her words as her breaths became heavier, her palms rest on her lungs as she tried to calm her heavy breaths.

"Alura calm down we'll think of something." Kinar tried reasoning to help Alura.

"I want to help him Kinar….all of our friends who are out there. Jorden, Larkon…." She told her.

"I want to do so just as much as you do but how? They're not going to let us join because of who our families are and how they think we would distract them from the current issues they're facing. I don't know what to do?" Kinar answered.

Alura looked up to her. "What if we became volunteers? We could go around the camps, see if we could find any information of Jorden's squadron If nothing could convince that father would help." She suggested.

"But Alura they're not going to let us go anywhere near the army or something. We're out of options." Kinar commented.

"Well if that's the case then we'll have to help them ourselves, with or without their permission." Alura stated seriously.

"Wait, what?" Kinar asked.

"I'm saying if the army won't help us then we take matters in our own hands and go out to help them on our own." Alura answered.

"What I, Alura are you listening to yourself we don't know where to go or anything. And besides you're a priestess and I'm a druid and we don't have as much combat experience as the soldiers do or travelers. Who would come with us?" Kinar asked.

Alura thought for a long moment before answering. "We could try and get Thark to come with us."

Kinar's eyes shot open. "Thark? Are you kidding me? He's as likely to blow a fuse from the idea of us going off then join us." Kinar suggested.

"Kinar please…..help me out on this, the guilt will haunt me till the day I die for knowing that I could have helped where I did not….." Alura said as she stood up to her, holding her hand. "Please do this…..for me...and for our friends out there." She begged.

Kinar looked at her sadly but sighed. "You know I would help you down any path you take. So I will come with you, but what about Thark?" Kinar asked.

"He is the most knowledgeable on this kind of situation. If he doesn't go, then we can't do anything about it." Alura told her as she took an empty scroll from the book shelf and began writing down a letter.

"What are you writing?"

"A volunteer letter for us to be put in and roam on the camps. They probably need us also, we can help injured people along the way while we tried to find them." She answered.

"But they're not going to let us go anywhere near the war because of our statuses remember?" Kinar reminded.

"That's only General Moira's orders, but he doesn't command the entire army of the Alliance." Alura stated as she quickly finished writing the letter and puts in a traveling bag. She then grabs her turquoise sash on to hold her staff on the right of her back. She attaches the traveling bag to the sash wrapped around her waist and turns to Kinar.

"Well, I'm ready." Alura commented.

"You're actually serious about this?" Kinar asked.

"I am serious." She told her.

"Alright, then let's go pay a visit to Thark and brace ourselves for one heck of an explosion from the roof of his skull." Kina joked as she got up and walked out the room with Alura.

Thark sat alone quietly in the bar of his inn. Due to the events regarding the war, most of everyone was either signing up to do what they can while the soldiers that usually come were either drafted off somewhere. He sighed to himself as he just sat there in silence close to a fire he made.

"Should've enjoyed the business while it was getting good." He joked.

He soon hear a opening at his door and turned to see who it was. To his surprise it was someone or thing he didn't really expect to come to a bar or even the city.

The figure that entered was a short-furred black Pandaren with a white underbelly and black markings around his gold eyes. He had medium length grey hair tied back in a topknot and a matching short beard. He possessed a stocky yet extremely muscular build that appears to have come from a lifetime of intense training and discipline. He wore an old loose tattered dark-colored martial arts gi with the sleeves torn off. Next he wore a red scarf and prayer beads around his neck, a length of rope tied around his waist holding an alcohol jug on his left side, and bandages around his forearms and ankles up to his fingers and feet. Finally he wore a simple straw coolie hat with a cloth chinstrap, wooden vambraces and greaves held on by wrapped rope, straw sandals, and his hands wrapped in rope as well. The only weapon he seemed to carry was a one handed sword that resembles a wakizashi with a green hilt reminiscent of a dao and a blue tassel attached at the end of the pommel. He kept it sheathed horizontally behind his lower back hanging by the rope around his waist.

The Pandaren currently had his coolie hat on which concealed half of his face as he stepped inside Thark's bar and looked around before taking a seat at a table.

"Aye strange to seein yer kind around our parts. What ye get yourself fer?" Thark commented as he asked.

The Pandaren smiled a little as he took his hat off and let it hang behind his back. "I'll have one of everything on your menu. Including all your drinks."

The mug that Thark was wiping almost broke when his hand suddenly jerked in surprise. "Aye'll that be takin awhile." He told him. "And alot of yer gold."

The Pandaren smiled a little more and sat a bag of gold on the table that looked to have weighed fifty or more pounds. "And take your time, I can wait for I have all the time in the world." He answered.

"Aye, I'll be right back." Thark said as he turned his back and went on to the kitchen.

The Pandaren was looking around, chewing a small stick on his mouth looking at the horrid design of the restaurant. "Awe, quite depressing. Depreeeesing!" He commented on as he looked at the crumbled paint of the ceiling which are housed with the web of spiders.

Just as he closed his eyes to rest and wait for his order, a beautiful Draenei priestess along with Worgen druid priestess came rushing into the restaurant. He simply shrugged and payed no attention to them as they entered.

"Hey Thark, you in here?" Kinar asked.

"Ah, got a deal with the Dwarf I see? I see that you are worried for some friend out there in the war." The pandaren commented suddenly.

Kinar and Alura finally notice the Pandaren sitting calmly at the table. A little surprised to see one here in Stormwind.

"Oh um how do you know?" Alura asked.

The Pandaren turned around. "If I see a girl running with their heart. Then their friend is in danger, I see? I see?" He constantly repeats his sentence.

Alura and Kinar looked at each other briefly before looking back at the Pandaren who smirked a little and chewed on the piece of stick in his mouth a little.

"We're sorry to bother you sir but have you seen the Dwarf who owns this Inn we need to talk to him about something very important. It involves a friend as you mentioned." Alura asked.

"I see, then I get to your business for awhile yes? As the man do his business. Like they say, business is business." He told them both.

Alura and Kinar just raised their eyebrows in slight confusion.

"What?" Kinar asked.

The Pandaren smiled. "Don't know metaphors? Ohhhhhhhh that would would be sad. But I say I just want to know why you want to help that friend of yours." He said.

"It's well…" Kinar started before Thark came in with a few drinks that the Pandaren ordered. Finally noticing Alura and Kinar in the room.

"Aye, what are you doing here you two lass?" Thark asked as he puts the drinks down on the table of the pandaren. "Aye, here yer drinks, I'll be gettin yer food shortly." He told them before looking back at the Druid and Priestess.

"Thark, we need to talk, it's critically important." Alura began.

"And you're not going to like it one bit." Kinar mentioned.

"I'll be back, wait fer me lass." He told them as he went on to the kitchen, leaving the two once more along with the pandaren.

"Ah, like a father for you two." The pandaren stated.

"You could say that." They both said in unison.

The Pandaren began chugging down on the ale like there was no tomorrow. He sighed in satisfaction, wiping the dripping ale from his furry lips. "So, tell me. Who is this, friend of yours?" He asked.

"Just a friend of ours who got drafted a month ago to the war." Alura answered.

The Pandaren just suddenly went skeptical on Alura's comment as he looked at her with squinted eyes as his chin rest on his palm. "I see that you consider him as more than a friend." He said to her, giving a little surprise to both of them.

"He's a close friend who was wrongly drafted into the war and now he's been labeled missing in action along with his whole squadron." Alura answered quickly.

"One cannot be missing until he is looked at and draws conclusion." He said to her.

"Hu?" They both asked.

"I'm assuming you two are going to look for your friend." He told them somewhat lazily. Looking back at the kitchen door in wait.

"That's classified." Kinar answered.

"Aye got yer food right here." Thark loudly said as he kicked the kitchen door open and went on to the pandaren. "One of everything." He told the big panda as he puts the plate on the table, his nose was flaring as his sweat covered his skin due to the heat of steam of the kitchen. "So, what you two lass are up fer? Or do you want something from me?" Thark asked.

"Thark, we need to talk, privately, it's something very critically important and you're not going to like it one bit." Kinar mentioned.

Thark scratched his head. "Aye, I'm hoping it won't gave me a heart attack lass." Thark stated jokingly.

The Pandaren began eating his meal while the three sat at a table a little to the far end of the room. Smiling as he looked at them, knowing how the conversation would go down.

"Thark, what we're going to ask you is something we would never ask you unless it was of the most highest importance and that we didn't have any other choices in our desperation." Alura began.

Thark crossed his arms to them, looking at them with narrowed brows, ready to take their answer. "Alright, what would it be fer?" He asked them.

Kinar and Alura hesitated for a moment before Alura started. "Thark, I've been trying to get a message to my father to see what he could to do for Captain Jorden's squad. But for the past month I haven't gotten anything back from him." Alura started.

"That was untill we just found out why." Kinar mentioned.

"General Moira is having any letters that he thinks that could serve as a distraction or damage to the war effort burned. Personally having my letters burned on the spot." Alura stated next.

"Aye why didn't ye tell me about this earlier? Fer all we know my team back then Moira forge letters, blocks, or steal. I could have helped fer this." Thark said.

"We just found out earlier today. We didn't know anything until earlier today a few hours ago." Kinar answered.

"And the worst of it is they mentioned that Jorden and his squad have been reported missing in action." Alura mentioned next.

He puts his hand infront of them as he said. "Look, lass, war has torn people and that-" He cuts himself off when he got a point from what they have said. "Aye, don't tell me."

"I can't just leave them out there knowing I could've done something to help. I would never be able live with myself. And since the army is refusing to let us help, we're taking things into our hands and we're leaving to go look for Larkon and his squad." Alura mentioned. "And we need your help."

Thark sighed and just turned his back on to them as he explained. "Look lass, you don't know what yer talkin about right fer yer sake, let the man be, let him fight and then get home if he really gut the guts to go home fer you two." He said. "I can't help either, me old bones got rusty. Just take yerself away from those plans ahead fer him lass, he is not worth fer both of yer life." He continued on, making the priestess slightly feeling offended for him talking down on him.

"Thark that Moira guy is not going to let him come home, he considers him and all of Jorden's squad expandable and wants the squad to stay in their post for the entire thing simply because he feels that he needs to hold ground there." Kinar tried reasoning.

Thark looked at them and grunted. "Lass look, this aint yer war, ye can't a puss fer what happen, all ye can hope just really hope for him to return. I know Moira, and that his reasons has something more than tactics, I know long enough that's fer sure." Thark said as he turned his back on them before contuing. "Look lass, just go home, there is nothing fer you to help him. That's the reality of them higher ups on men on the bottom drains." He said softly, telling a horrible truth.

Alura gripped her robe tightly as she responded. "Is that why that young rookie was killed and no one did a thing to help him?" She asked suddenly.

Thark suddenly turned, narrowing his eyes. "Now, lass, it ain't like that back in my days." He said to her, his voice was slightly angered.

"No but in your final days before you retired that's when it became now. Someone was wrongfully punished and killed for a small mistake and no one did anything to help him despite the fact they had all the chances and power to do so?" Alura blurted out.

"That young lad was killed because we had nothing to help him Alura!" He raised his voice as he spoke her name. Kinar and Alura was surprised that he voice her name, an unfamiliar sensation.

"But you could've done something instead of standing there and watch him die. I know there was something you could've done." Alura stated next.

"I didn't watch him die lass, me eyes haven't been the same when that lad come beggin me skin to help him. Don't tell me lass that I wasn't doing anything fer friends." He said to her, his tone was softening but there it still trailed.

"But if there was something you could've done would you have taken it?" Kinar asked next.

He shook his head, failing to respond to their question. "Just get past it lass." He half-heartedly suggested as he turned his back once more.

"Thark if there was something you could've done would you have taken it?" Kinar asked again this time more seriously.

He slightly turned his head to his side. "If there was, you will know." He answered.

"Then we know there's something we can do for Larkon and his squad. We're going to take that chance to help them, with or without your help. We just thought it would be easier if you came along." Alura told Thark seriously.

That got raising the brow of the dwarf. Turning his back as he asked in disbelief. "What? Yer going? Lass this isn't some pebbles on my boots if that what yer thinkin, this is war we talking about." He told her.

"I don't care I won't leave them out there knowing I still have that chance to do something. I'm taking that chance to help them and I don't care what's out there." Alura answered seriously.

This time the Thark approached her. "Lass, this ain't you I'm hearin! And I'm not gonna take chance on ye getting out there! Lass, stay in the city, let the lad handle himself!" He told her.

"I can't, I just can't do that Thark. He's was sent out there to fight for his life for unfair reasons just like the young rookie was punished for. And I have to help him, otherwise he'll die just like the rookie did and I would never be able to live with myself ever again because I know there's something I can do for him. I'm willing to take full responsibility for my actions to to take that chance to help him and his friends." Alura said slightly sad.

Thark just softly grabbed her arm, and gestures for Kinar over the table as he walks Alura into a corner. "Look lass, I'm going to ask ye fer this." He told her. "What did that lad have fer you to stoop on the corners and help him?" He asked her, narrowing his brows as he looked at her seriously. "And don't give me that 'he is just a friend' alibi I heard me entire life."

"What do you mean by that?" She asked him softly. Averting his gaze as she tried to scoot out if his way, but Thark managed to hold out a hand to block her way out.

"Don't ye gettin out here without excuses lass, I'm askin ye, what did the lad have fer you to risk in?" He asked once more.

"I have nothing! Why do you even have to ask me that?!" Alura just suddenly snapped as she bolts away from him.

"Because Lass if ye want me to help ye find this young Lad then I need to know what ye have fer to risk in?" Thark answered.

She turned and looked at him, closing her arms close to her chest. She looked so shy and embarrassed, that even a blind man can see. "He's my friend…..and." She took a deep breath. "I….love him as a friend and I don't want to lose him, like I don't want to lose Kinar, and you." She answered, blushing, trying to hide the shame and embarrassment of her eyes.

Thark stared at her quietly for a moment. "So the lad has grown to be that important to ye to see as family?" He asked.

Alura just softly nodded as an answer.

"And if I know ye well enough, you are willing to do everything ye can for yer family." He asked next.

She just nodded again. "I want to do everything to keep it safe….." She told him softly.

He sighed and began walking over to one of the gun mounts on the wall. He picked up a Wolfslayer Sniper Rifle that hung on top of the fireplace.

"Then what kind of man would I be leaving a family member out there without doing something to help?" He asked. "I took my hat fer that lad if he got me doin this business."

"You're going to help?" Alura asked.

"Aye lass I'm coming with ye and I even got me a plan to get you to where you need to go faster. But the thing is lass, us three ourselves won't be enough. We gonna need some more help for this." Thark mentioned.

"More help you say?" The Pandaren suddenly asked as he finished eating the last part of his meal and gulping down the last alcoholic drink. "Love your neighbours as yourself. So how about help your neighbors as you help yourself." He quoted.

"I'm sorry what?" Kinar asked still confused by all the quotes he was saying.

"I want to help. If the flower wilted, pour water on them, and that's why I want to pour my help onto you." He said.

Kinar raised an eyebrow and looked back towards Alura and Thark.

"Aye I think I understand, what be ye name stranger?" Thark asked.

The Pandaren chuckled with a smirk as he stood up and placed his straw coolie back on his head.

"I am Quon Windmaster of Pandaria."