The human awaked. His eyes still feeling the morning heaviness from it. He sat up and extends a yawn as the birds chirped outside the window. The air was fresh as it could be as the soft cushions messaged his skin. It was a day that was too beautiful to describe. He turned his head back when a moan escapes.

He looked back to see a figure of blue sleeping beside him. She had white hair, which was seemingly familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it. The woman turned and revealed her face, she was beautiful that was the first thing he noticed, and he can't deny that. She then yawned herself as the morning loom also takes over her, inhaling the fresh air with a satisfied smirk before exhaling it back outside to recycle. She looked over to her direction to see him in quite a shock.

"Love, are you okay?" She asked, leaning over to him, touching his shoulders with her soft blue hands. She was small compared to him, but it only added its beauty to her.

"What? Oh…" He mumbled, the woman called him 'love' a term that is given to a husband from his wife. "Um, um….." He murmured, unable to respond as the woman's beautiful face was so close to him before finally giving a kiss on the lips that turned his head around.

"Maybe it's just the morning sickness my husband." She told as she broke the kiss.

She called him a husband. When did he ever become a husband to a woman? And he asked himself to where he is right now, but that thought turned off as a cry then was heard, alerting the two married couple looked over to the carriage next to their bed. A soft smiled spread across the beautiful woman's face as she sat up from bed and softly reached down towards the crying baby to hold her in her arms.

The human observed the maternal affection. "What is happening?" That was the first thing he thought for himself at the sight.

"Oooh. Shh….there, there. Mommy's here..." the woman calmly soothe as she held the baby up to her arms, gently cradling the child. Just like herself it was blue and it had short white hair to indicate a female. The woman turned to him, seeing that she was feeding the baby with her breasts.

"The baby is hungry, and perhaps she wants to play with us once she is done." The blue woman informed him.

He noticed now that she was indeed naked also, all of her privacy exposed to his strange eyes. She was something that a man like him could not reach but somehow he did and he didn't know how, he reached it as the woman called him 'her love and husband' with a child that she strongly indicated to be his.

The woman finally sat back down to bed seeing that the child calmed and falls back to its smiling face. She carried the baby along with her arms as she went to the bed, leaning to him who was also naked.

She offered him to hold the child and he didn't hesitate to cradle her in his arms also, if he is the father then he is responsible.

"What a perfect image for a loving family am I right love?" The woman asked him as she rested her head on his shoulders as her finger was twirling around on the baby for the baby to play with.

The man turned to her also, nodding. "Yes, it's perfect."

A knock comes from the door, alerting Larkon to finally open his eyes from the dream he was having. His mind was clouded, confused, just why would he have a dream such as that with Alura. He knew he didn't deserve her yet why was his mind torturing him with such thoughts. He heard the knock sound from the door once more and got up from the bed to answer. He was staying at another Inn since he at least made enough money to provide for himself for at least another week.

Yet when he answered the door, he was surprised to see Stormwind Guards at the other end of the door. Strange, he hadn't been fighting in any illegal fights or anything since two weeks ago. Yet what did they want with him now.

"Larkon correct?" the guard asked.

"Um yeah…" he answered.

One of the guards tried to grab him and in impulse, Larkon backed out in confusion, pushing the hand back away from him. "What are you doing?" He demanded, as the guard tried again to grab him by his arm, and this time it forced Larkon to push him back as his demeanor changed defensively.

The guards just finally snapped and rushed him out, grabbing his arm. Larkon pinned the guard against the wall, his elbow on to his neck before the other guard jumped out on his back, grabbing his neck as he tried to choke him out.

Larkon was moving his head from side to side, in hoping that he would headbutt him, but with few successes. Larkon then just began to use his bigger frame and use his shoulders and elbows to shake him off and hit him in every opportunity, and in result it messed up the apartment as drawers, books, and unlighted candles were thrown all over the place.

Larkon made success as the guard finally let go. He turned back and strike him with his knee, but the other guard recovered and pummeled him against the wall. His head bounced back against the wooden floor, causing a gash on his brow for blood to draw. The guard caught his neck and head, bending down to trap him in a headlock.

"Larkon, for deserting your unit in the time of war, by the orders of General Moira you are hereby placed under arrest." the lead guard had spoke, just right before he took a club from his side and whacked Larkon on the side of the head to knock him out.

She had not stopped smiling ever since she returned home from yesterday with Larkon after their time together. A small blue blush spreading across her soft light blue cheeks as she found herself thinking about it over and over and over again and again and again non stop. Even as she was eating her usual breakfast at Thark's Inn she still did not stop her thoughts of the moment she and Larkon shared with each other. She wanted to have more events like that with him, she wanted to spend more time with him.

"So, how'd it go?" she heard her best friend ask her as the Worgen took a seat in front of the draenei with her breakfast, a big smile on her furry face.

"How what go?" Alura asked her close friend.

"You know, the thing with Larkon yesterday, how'd it go?" Kinar asked again.

Alura looked down in embarrassment but she decided to answer. "It was….it was pleasant. I wouldn't forget it anytime soon." She admitted.

That placed a playful smirk on her friend's muzzle. "So, what is he like...down there?" she joked.

Alura then reacted. "Kinar! Don't say stuff like that! We were not...ahem-" She calmed. "We were just having a nice picnic by the bond. We shared some things, personal things, and take a dip in the pond. And the funny thing is Kinar, Larkon doesn't know how to swim." Alura quipped.

"Oh I see, so did you try and show him the way to swim? By offering somethings like skinny dipping with him maybe?" Kinar joked while she struggled to hold her laughter from the pervertedness of it.

Alura just grunted to her friend. "Kinar…" She mumbled but let it go. "We….we had some clothes on of course. It was so funny Kinar! Though somewhat embarrassing for us two, like you know? I do admit." She said before adding. "And the funny part was, how Larkon thrashed like a fish on land. It was so funny to watch him dear me." She told with a laugh.

"Oh alright I'll stop. Still I'm very glad for you two to finally spend time with each other and move on from that...well it's best we not talk about it. But I'm glad things are getting better now…"

Alura then sighed. "Yeah, I'm glad. But…..I realized something when he told me about this nightmares. I was such a nuisance. When Larkon and I finally were able to talk when we were saved, I kept on pushing him, on how he can move on from whatever things that were haunting him. I never realized it was that horrifying to what he had to go through….." Alura mentioned.

"What did you see in these nightmares?" Kinar asked in concern.

"He doesn't want me to tell anyone about it. And I have to keep that. I don't know his reasons but I think he just doesn't want any other friends to be involved in something that he had to face. And even then he feels bothered that he had told me." The draenei reasoned.

"I see, have you thought about bringing him to see either your mom or the high priestess for help?" she suggested.

"I wanted to but it is up for him. Larkon seems alright now. He can smile, he can joke, and well…..my favorite part is that he can tell me things that he needed to again." She said before adding to the comment. "I was just so afraid for him when we finally went back home, it was like as if….something or someone was taking him and I couldn't do anything." Alura muttered as she was gesturing to what she was saying.

"Oh okay. So any plans you wish to do with him now. Are you finally going to tell him how you feel and...do it?" Kinar then added. "I know how you feel about him Alura, you can't deny it no longer. This….priestesshood is not for you Alura. The high priestess told me for all the years that she stayed as a high priest you are the only priestess she met that was doubting her priestess hood. Perhaps this isn't your life Alura. I myself also. Maybe you are destined to have a simple life, living in a simple while with a family." Kinar reasoned.

For once, Alura didn't deny. "I know Kinar, I admit. I do love him, I do. But I'm just….afraid not because of Larkon turning away, but like as if, if I admit it to him, and love him, something would happen to him that would break me entirely that I could not recover of….." Alura replied.

"Well, why not go out on another date with him, just talk to him about your fears before confessing to him? You know Alura, he doesn't have the years tha-"

Alura then interjected. "I know, Kinar, I know. That's what I fear, he doesn't have the years to live with me….and you..and others. That's what I fear the most." She finally admitted. Covering her eyes with her palms.

"Well, think of it like this and this is what the high priestess told me in case I find someone who has more years then me. She said that yes he could live long after your passing, but wouldn't it be better than to let him live those years with you in true joy and happiness and blessed with a beautiful life then nothing at all?"

"She told me that also….." Alura revealed letting her palms off her eyes.

Kinar then smiled. "Then? Are you afraid? If I go there are others who are still with you, your mother, your father, and if possible…" Kinar then looked at her in the eyes deeply. "Your children Alura….."

"My children?" Alura asked.

"I don't know. A Boy? A Girl? Either way I want to see your half-human-draenei baby. And I want to be it's aunty!" Kinar exclaimed in happiness.

That got the Draenei laughing a little. "Well you would make a perfect aunty."

"You decide Alura if you want that life. I'm going for a date. I'm not choosing yet. Like this Worgen Hunter I met the other day at the Church as he was just so...well let's just say he reminds me allot of Larkon in a way if Larkon was a Worgen like me." Kinar said. "I'm going to make him fight for me then I would choose!" Kinar said with pretended diabolical tone.

"Kinar…..that's not how it works! You have to-"

"Just like what you did to Larkon?" Kinar intercepted.

Alura then finally admits truthfully. "Yes just like what I did to Larkon…."

"Well I best be leaving to meet with the Worgen Hunter soon, I wish you the best of luck and…"

The two suddenly hear Thark's voice groaning as he drowsily made his way down the steps, still suffering from the huge hang over from the drinking contest he had with Quon the other day.

"Aye I feel like one struck in de head by an ogre…" Thark rubbed his head.

"Oh Thark there you are. Um I hope you don't mind if I bring a date I'm going with here." Kinar smiled nervously.

The dwarf rubbed his nose and eyes with frustration. "Aye lass, it ain't gon be long till one of ye er both of ye gon be comin in me rest place with swollen bellies." Thark commented.

"So is that a yes or no?" Kinar asked.

"If the lad is good he is good like me Larkon fer Alura, I give that blessing fer her. But if the lad is a crook I be blowin his baby makers to impotence eh." He said as he suddenly whipped out his pistol right out from nowhere and accidently shot down his own chandelier. "Flim, flammin, flem fer ass hat mother flamin!" He was just muttering in contained anger as he looked at the mess he just made.

"Oh come on Thark he's a hunter like you used to be I think you'll like him. I'll bring him over right now, Alura would you like to meet him?

"Nei lass, I be flemmin, scrapping ma own mess right now eh!" He said as he was kicking the chandelier. "And I don't want ye messin with that worgen hunter yerself. But How about that other captain, the big lad. He seems ged fer ye." Thark muttered. "Ah, why the flamin she elf is still not wakin from her sleep. She be a night elf yet she doesn't act like one. I want her to clean this up!"

"Oh come on Thark you haven't even met him yet. And besides, the captain has someone else! I'll go get him right now." Kinar suggested as she quickly rushed out of the Inn to go get her new Worgen boyfriend.

"Aye Alura, chase Kinar fer me will ya." He said as he shakes his head which was hurting him bad while going to the corner to take a broom. "I'm just gon clean this up. I ain't opening fer a bit." He said.

He did not know how long he was out, or how much damage the powerful club had done to him. All he knew was he somehow regained consciousness but found it hard to open his eyes. He struggled, and struggled, and struggled to pry them open yet he was not able to succeed as much. His best bet was he felt too weak to even move or do anything.

"Have a nice nap?" he heard a familiar voice asked him. The familiarity and fear from it allowed him to open his eyes fully to confirm his fears. Sitting right in front of him was his former general who sent him and his squad to die out there.

Larkon wanted to speak out yet when he opened his mouth he tasted cloth. He struggled the straps that he now notices that it imprisoned his arms. His eyes wide open at the situation, trying to gather his own thoughts to what is happening. Larkon only can struggle as the General approaches with a cloth on his hand with a bowl of water on the other.

"Cheers to Captain Jorden." Moira muttered as he suddenly puts a cloth on his nose and then began to pour water on it, choking him out, unable to breath as he can only breath in the water that the wet cloth has. It made him choke till the ordeal was done, putting his head down as Moira removed the cloth from his nose to finally let him have room to breathe. "I heard some rumors that Jorden has a wife here in the City, and to add the cherry on the cake, she was a high elf along with a young daughter. Ooooooh how lucky I am." Moira mentioned that spook the former Gladiator, concerned immediately for their own well being.

Larkon tried speaking, biting through the binds of the cloth tied around his mouth and the water cloth being drowned down his face.

"You know, I do recall the penalty for desertion was death. But before we do that, we're going to have some fun together you and I. Because you have been a very annoying thorn in my side in my chances to claim the maidenhood of that perfect specimen of a woman."

His words inflame his mind. His breathing becomes heavy as he turned his head on to Moira with wide and angered eyes.

"That thorn is you of course." Moira told him before adding a sentence that triggered the warrior to no end. "Or of course, she finds you here, finds out she can't get you out because you'll be dead in a week, and tries to deal with me." The general maliciously smiled.

At this point he was becoming even more enraged as he tried struggling through his binds, not caring that they were hurting him to the point of drawing blood. He wanted to murder this man for ruining his life, and causing the death of the only family he grew up to.

"Got to ask, see she is the most finest specimen there is but there is one little problem I'm facing you know. I've never liked children, ever. Especially bastard hybrids. Thoughts?" he asked with a smirked.

The gladiator just looks up to him with murderous intent, he just wants to castrate this man and kill him, yet does not have the power to do so. "Some metal stick for me please." Moira then called for.

A guard arrived with a few metal sticks and handed them to Moira.

"Well to be honest, I have no intentions of marrying her, to me she just another hole to fuck." he heard the general spoke before he smacked him in the jaw hard, really hard. "It's just perhaps I may fuck her more than the rest, that is all…" Moira spoke before he smashed a metal stick at Larkon's nose.

Larkon knew from the force that his jaw and nose were broken by now. Blood drips from the tip of his mouth and nose, his mouth hung as he tried to gasp for air. He could already feel the swelling on his cheeks just seconds after the pain registered. It was an overwhelming sense of agony. The pain of a blunt object striking down your face is just far different from a whip that strikes your back, it's like as if your own soul gets separated from your body for a moment before going back to its physical container.

He could only hang his head to his side as he tried to gather his wits, still clouded with a form of painful dizziness he received from the bastard of a man.

"I always hated Jorden. Now that he's dead, some fucker like you replaces him, and then I got the pleasure to kill you, then fuck his wife, and probably his daughter and then the draenei. Easy pickings for me. My drive is…." He shrugged. "Well you call, unending, and they looooove some big stick from me." Moira chuckled in his own joke as he strikes his arm. Larkon could feel the bone break.

"However you on the other hand have been a pain in my ass since day one!" Moira shouted before he smashed a metal stick on Larkon's knee, breaking it painfully and continued to smash there even after the damage was done. "Because of you, you made me look like a fool in front of King Varian! Because of you I had to waste a number of my precious time and resources just to find a way to get rid of you. But you just don't know when to fuck off!" the general screamed as he started beating Larkon in the chest until both of Larkon's ribs were broken.

Blood drips from his mouth. The sense of agony stops him from feeling anything other than pain. He looked up to him, close to death if he could say, as his face and body bruised, his nose bleeds just as his mouth, struggling to find some air because he kept on breathing blood. It was as painful as he could imagine what definition of pain is. Nothing else is in his mind other than feeling and realizing the pure sense of physical pain.

"Cracks, violet abdomen, and some broken ribs and a broken femur. You'll live." Moira just casually said before hitting his head hard enough to make it bleed. He would just smile at the sight of him paralyzed in pain. "That was just an addition…" Moira told him before throwing away the metal stick.

With a snap of his fingers, a guard entered and handed Moira a three-pronged chain-bladed whip.

"Now last time I forced Jorden to punish you for making me look like a fool in front of the Royal Family. So this time, you won't have his mercy…"

The guards hosted Larkon up and tied his hands to the ceiling to string him high. Tearing the rest of his clothes off to leave him nude to the world. The former guard yelled in a muffle agony scream as he felt Moira slash into his broken ribs with one lash of the bladed whip.

"That's one." He said before striking his arm, making it gash and bleed. "That's two." Counted the general before finalizing it on his back, causing him to shout in a muffled scream. "That's three, and I had enough staring at your face." He told him before punching him on the cheek. "That's just a keeping for me." He commented before looking behind him beyond. "Guards, get some bandages on this dog, make sure he lives." he said.

Alura had been sitting at the same table and chair for the past five or so minutes and such, waiting to meet this Worgen Hunter Kinar had met. She was curious to see who it was and to meet him in a way. It was around that time she saw the Night Elf Huntress enter the Inn from the back, looking as if she was worn out from doing something.

"Aye there ye are lass, where da heck ye been?" Thark then looked at Alura. "Aye Alura, Kinar and dem friend of hers can't get in here, she be takin that fool outside or be crying on his funeral, aye got to clean me mess." He warned to which he got a nod from, before leaving off to tell her. He then watched her leaved, sighing that the ordeal was at least resolved. He turns his attention back on the night elf who was suddenly preparing milk from the table never minding what the dwarf had said. "Oi lass what che been doin?" He asked once more but was ignored when Fylrae went up to the stairs, which forced the dwarf to follow her.

Thark was scratching his nose as he went to her room. She watched the night elf poured the glass of milk on a bowl which her feline companion drinks from, who seemed to be sick. The elf was on her knees petting the feline as she laid down on the floor, moaning and groaning. "Aye lass?"

"I apologise Thark, Kuura has not been herself lately, she has been sick with some kind of sickness."

"Sickness, what kind, what are her symptoms Lass?"

"I don't know. She left off a week back then then didn't come back for a week, I worry I thought I lost her during those times but then she came back but is now sick. I'm worried for her, she's been my closest and dearest friend from the moment she was born." She said as she repeatedly pet her companion who was now worn out after just simply sipping a bowl of milk.

Thark then approached and kneels down on her. "Hmmm…" He said focusing his hand on her then, petting her and then trailing his hand on her stomach. "Yep. Easy peasy, she be carryin cubs." He concluded.

"What? Kuura expecting Kittens? How do you know this?"

"Aye that be easy lass. In me spare time not being a sharpshooter for de Alliance. I took up a hobby to study females who be expecting. Since there be a number of times I had to help the horses and other animals and people with childbirth. Took interest in it when me wife was expecting me wee lad at the time. And trust me lass, she was a woman who would scare even Sargeras on how expecting made her more cranky and more vicious of a woman." the dwarf joked and petted the Striped Frostsaber behind the ears softly which earned a soft purr from the large cat.

Fylrae was just shocked. "Is this what you have been doing Kuura all these weeks? Meeting a male?" She asked, smiling before rubbing her stomach. "Well, you got a cub here inside. And that makes the family grow bigger." She said before

"Cubs lass, she be expecting cubs, two I think."

That brought a smile to her face before commenting about her ignorance. "Though Thark I'm quite surprised I wasn't expecting. Despite me being a night elf, I wasn't interested so much about mother nature since…...well since my brother goes which I had accepted. It says something about….."

"Aye how about you lass? Fer ye and a family of yer own."

She shook her head. "I'm not interested on laying down for a male for myself. I just don't have the drive for such travesties. It is better for me to adopt some nobodies as my children than to have my own children." She told him, patting the cat who was now asleep.

"Aye, I can understand ye lass, some just are not ready or ever prepared for that sort of thing. But that is why they have such orphanages. To give both the child and adult a family together that neither of them could have." He spoke before standing up. "Look lass, I do apologise for my temper with ye back when finding Alura. But I am deeply grateful for ye helping me back there and even standing toe to toe with ye own flesh and blood just to help me get her back. I know that was not easy on ye. So if ye ever need a home, ye be always welcome here. That and I be in need of an assistant to help me keep this shit hole in tack for business."

She then looks back. "Well…...Thark?"

The dwarf just casually looks up at the taller elf. "Hmmmmmm?"

She then smiled and leans down to hug him. It surprised the dwarf to no end. "Thank you. I'm…...I'm." She mumbled, missing her words out as she began to cry when he said those words to her. "Can I really have a home here?" She asked, looking at him with her eyes covered in tears,

"Aye of course lass, it's the least I can do for all all ye done for me. Now we best get this placed cleaned up because I be needin it fixed before open time and meeting this Worgen Kinar be bringing with her."

She didn't let go.

Thark smiled. "Well maybe we be just get settled in down first on this. Aye be bad luck to deny a hug from a cryin elf." He said as he finally hugged back.

As Thark requested, Alura stood outside to insure no one came in the Inn until it was ready for opening. Also to see who this new boyfriend of Kinar was. It was amazing how fast things were moving. It seemed it was only yesterday she remembered her and Kinar taking their vows of chastity together. Now here they were with boyfriends. Well Alura wasn't sure if Larkon was her boyfriend yet but she knew she loved him deeply still.

"Hey Alura there you are." she heard her Worgen friend speak and arrive. With her was a solid black Wogen that looked shorter than the other males in their beast form yet he looked as if he was tall as Larkon.

Speaking of tall, he sure was as muscular as Larkon and well built. He looked frightening in a way with his powerful, two-legged body which sported long fangs, dagger-like claws, gold eyes, black coarse hair, pointed ears, and a long snout.

"Alura this is Damian of Gilneas, a novice yet very well trained Hunter who has chosen to follow the Path of the Light." Kinar spoke happily as she brought the frightening hunter up to her friend. "Damian this is my closest and dearest friend Alura of the Church of the Holy Light."

"Hi." Alura waved.

The worgen just smiled and reverts to his human to form to shake her hand back. He was just about equal to her in height after becoming human and a little bit slender. Still he was a humble looking figure in human form due to still having muscular form to his slender body. He had a soft smile to him that showed his personality that was synonymous of what he looked on the outside. He had a huge bite mark scar around the area close to his throat.

"He can't speak, he's mute because of the….." Kinar then gestured of a bite neck, crossing her fingers on her throat and in the end the worgen turned human smiled. "It's how he also became a Worgen."

"Oh I see, I'm sorry I did not know Damian." Alura apologise.

The mute Worgen simply nodded softly and reverted back to his Worgen form.

"Oooooh Thaark! He's here! Come and meet him!" Kinar shouted across the dining room before hearing the sound of footsteps she needed to hear. He then appeared with the Night Elf. "Hi Thark this is the Worgen I spoke of. He isn't the prideful type but rather my type, or what they call 'The humble Novice' Type of person. I like him." Kinar said.

The dwarf then seemed skeptical, narrowing his brows as he approached the worgen before being infront of him. "Hmmm, kinda skinny looking. Yer worgen form is a novice, ye grew mentally anyway."

Damian's ears moved low as he hung his head low and little in embarrassment.

"Alright lad ye got my ged side. Probably yer not one of those snot nosed kids that thinks their the most handsome men in the world am I right laddie?" The dwarf expressed.

Once again the Worgen nodded with a wide smile.

"Oi, talk, what's the iffy cat got yer tongue?"

The boy changed back to his human form and crosses his throat with his fingers, revealing his scar.

"Aye yer even skinnier lookin, and a mute, aye humble lookin individual. Alright ye Kinar he got me good side. Take care!" Thark quickly doved off from them surprising the dwarf. "I just gettin tired fer a moment. Where's the big lad?" The dwarf asked referring to Larkon. "He visited me shop late last night in me shop and told me that he was free from taking orders from a merchant's ars, and be visitin us fer good ole times."

"I'm not sure, he said he was going to meet me here at your Inn for breakfast, does anyone know where he was staying at?" Alura asked.

"Um, I'm not sure either." Kinar changed backed into her human form. "I haven't had much time to interact with him since he came back so I don't know where he stays at anymore." she shrugged.

"Durel told me that he stays in an inn just a 15 minute walk from here, so it is not far. I guess I'll see him myself because Durel said that his wife is due today and wants all of us to witness it." Alura volunteered.

"Alright then let's go check on him."

"No, no it's okay I'll go check on him, just go on and have some fun on your date with Damian Kinar I will be right back." Alura answered not giving Kinar the chance to argue.

Damian made a small hand sign, his way of speaking sometimes to Kinar asking who Larkon was.

"Larkon is a friend of mine, he'll be your friend in the future I'm sure of it. Though he is a bit of a hard head." Kinar speaked.

"Alright guys I'm going to visit Larkon for a moment I'll see you later." She said as she rushed off to go find Larkon.

True to Durel's words, it took her fifteen minutes to arrive at the Inn she believed Larkon was staying at. Her mind racing with a number of things she wanted to do with him today or talk to him about. Again feeling excitement just to be with him just made her feel like she was one of those school girls flirting with the cutest guy around.

The Inn didn't look too busy as it appeared to have opened already, when she entered and asked which room Larkon was in, the inn keeper told her that he was on the second floor.

She happily walked through the stairs and find the room that the innkeeper referred. She still thought about their conversation the other day, being alone in the lake. Oh how this momentum could really go into. She admits now that her attraction to him is taking her further, that there would be a time that she will admit to him her own feelings, and perhaps that is nearer than it should be.

She knocked and waited for a reply but there was none. She knocked again, this time a little bit harder. "Larkon are you there?" She asked behind the closed door.

Grunting in frustration she knocked harder and the door gave way. "Larkon it's me Alura, just checking up and see how're you doing?"

No answer.

"Larkon?"

Again no answer, now she was growing worried. She opened the door to surprisingly see that it was unlocked. She pushed the door open to find that her worries were without in doubt true.

The draenei gasp as she watched the image. Mirrors were broken, glasses were sprawled across the floor and a ripped shirt that laid on a chair with a table broken in half in the middle of it, like as if a fight broke through in here. She had no idea what happened to him now and where he is. It's all getting becoming weary for her as it happened again, him disappearing.

"Larkon?!" She shouted as she runs and looks around the area, room to room, desk to desk just to find him. "Larkon where are you?!" Alura shouted. Looking over the looming light, seeking to find him.