Not running, but walking with great haste, the two sorceress' entered their tower. "NOW what are you doing Master?" asked Taeowyn.

"I told you, I must call a council with the races of Kalimdor. Ok, let me see. . ." she had a look on her face as if she was checking things off in her head. "We'll need help from the Dwarves. . . the Elves. . . both High and Night Elves. . . Men, Orcs and Tauren. . . and um. . . maybe. . . Trolls, yes, Trolls, seven, that makes seven. The seven races of Kalimdor, besides the Druids who won't want to be apart of this. Ok, now Taeowyn, send for seven falcons from the aviary and tell them to come to my arcane sanctum." Taeowyn nodded, fell behind her and ran back outside the courtyard.

Titania climbed the staircases up to her sanctum at the very top of the tower. She came up to a small, round door and opened it. There were many book shelves filled with unique, ancient books used to learn old and powerful magic. Different trinkets were out and about on tables and shelves. But in the center of the room, a spiral staircase led to a small, rounded balcony. Titania took a quill out of an ink bottle that was left on the table and began writing on some parchment.

She wrote: To the races of Kalimdor

I, Titania Stardragon the Blue, Archmage of the Seldarine, summon a representative of each race to a council at the Pandemonium. Please arrive before the fall of three moons. If necessary, travel by flight to get here faster. Thank you and I look forward to your arrival.

Titania Stardragon

Then she spread the parchment on the table and mumbled a few words. The piece of parchment rolled up into a scroll and spun in mid air. Six more scrolls shot out of the original and landed on the table. The writing on the parchments glowed with an icy blue and then died. Titania took all six copies as well as the original and climbed the stairs to the balcony. All around her, spheres and crystals rotated in mid air. Magical wisps and energies followed the turning globes. On the floor, ancient runes and symbols glowed with a faint light and in each corner, a stone pillar stood engraved with a magical stone of power. Titania stood there, in the middle of her sanctum, with the wind blowing in her face, waiting. Then she saw the flock of falcons coming towards her in the sky and Taeowyn coming through the courtyard, many stories down. The birds perched themselves upon the moving globes. Titania called one of them to her shoulder. She tied one of the scrolls to his leg and told him to fly to the Barrens and deliver the letter to the Warchief Thrall. After that she gave each bird a letter and told them their destinations like to Ashenvale forest for Priestess Tyrande Wisperwind or again to the Barrens for Cairne Bloodhoof. Then all at once, the flock took off into the sky. Right then Taeowyn came up just in time to see the birds take flight.

"All we have to do now, is wait." Said Titania and her and Taeowyn went back down the staircase.

The first to arrive for the council was Jonas the Redeemer, a paladin and representative for the race of men. He came early the next day by horse back. He came riding in the court yard, while Taeowyn was waiting on the steps. She ran over and introduced her self.

"Hello. I'm Taeowyn Stormwind, Titanias apprentice. She sent me down here to greet you and bring your horse to the stables."

"Oh, why thank you." He said with a smile on his face. "I am Jonas the Redeemer, please to meet you Taeowyn. What a beautiful name you have. I am very honored to be in the presence of such a fair lady." Jonas bent down and kissed her hand. Taeowyn blushed.

"Thank you." She said, still a little embarrassed. "My Master is waiting for you in the great hall. I'll take your horse for you, what's his name?"

"Samuel." He answered. They caught eachothers eyes, and something clicked. He quickly looked away, left the courtyard and went into great hall. There he met Titania and she fixed him up with a room. "Is there anyone else here for the council yet?" he asked.

"No, you're our first guest."

Later on that day, a few others arrived. Shehn'gin, a troll shadow hunter, Nazdhar Gethmame, an orc warrior, and Tor Mountainhoof, a tauren chieftain and elder spirit walker, came together all on wyverns. The next day, Borin Bronzebeard, dwarven mountain king, arrived also by flight on a dwarven gryphon.

"Oh look. Here comes a gryphon!" shouted Taeowyn to her Master. "It's most likely the dwarven representative."

The gryphon landed in the courtyard. Taeowyn came out from the tower to greet the new guest but the dwarf dismounted quickly and ran right past her. "S'cuse me Lasse!" Borin ran into the great hall and stopped by an intersection between two hallways, dancing on the spot. He looked at Shehn who was right beside him.

"The can! The can! Where is it?" Borin asked quickly. Shehn pointed down the right hall at a door. Borin bolted down the hallway, skidded across the floor in front of the bathroom, entered and slammed the door behind him.

A couple of minutes later, Borin came out of the bathroom. He walked back to the courtyard.

"S'ry Lasse. But when nature calls, yeh can' ignore it's warnin'! So, yew mus' be Titania Stardragon, huh?"

"Actually no. I'm her apprentice, Taeowyn Stormwind."

"Oh, hmm, I see. I woun't' 'ave knewn the diff'rence."

"Titania told me to come out and greet our guests as they came. Shall I take your gryphon to the stables?"

"Sure! Chirpy would love tha'. Thanks o lot Tae'wyn." Taeowyn took Chirpy to the stables and found him a bigger stall. Borin was walking up the steps when he remembered. . .

"Oh yeah, an' Lasse, my assistan' shou'd be arrivin' some time soon. 'E'll be makin' some racket' wit' 'is chopper. Jus' get 'im to park it by a blacksmit' or som'm. Thanks again Lasse." Borin went up the rest of the steps into the great hall and Titania set him up with a room. Twenty minutes later, Taeowyn heard a loud BANG! She looked up in the sky and an odd looking machine was flying above her head. It was making such noise that she covered her ears.

"Oh shoot!" the driver yelled.

"Just land it over there by the black smith!" Taeowyn yelled. The machine began to fall fast.

"Damn it! G'it! No, DOH! Awe shoot! Over, No! C'mon! No! Yikes. Uh, oh."

CRASH!! The machine crashed just a few feet away from the black smith. Taeowyn ran after him. She looked upon the wreckage but there wasn't anyone there.

"Pity!"

Taeowyn jumped at the voice that came from behind. She turned around and looked down at an unusually small sized dwarf. He was young, but not a child. He had short, black hair and a mustache, but no beard, which most dwarves had. He was a dwarven inventor.

"Tha's gonna take some time to fix, ain' it?"

"Uh, yeah. I guess. I'm really sorry about that."

"Awe it's ok. Wasn't yer faul' any'ow. I'm Bazzil. Bazzil Bluntstone the 'nvent'r. Uh, where's Borin?"

"Oh, he's inside, follow me." Taeowyn led him inside and to his boss' room. When the two dwarves were settled together, Taeowyn went back outside.

She waited outside for hours. It began to grow cold and night was coming. There were still two more guests who had to arrive, the Night Elf representative and the High Elf. Neither of them had arrived yet. It was now early in the night and Taeowyn couldn't see anything. She got up off the steps and went into the lit great hall. She went to talk to her Master.

"The two elves have not arrived yet Master." Taeowyn said.

"They'll come. I told them to arrive before the fall of three moons. They still have until morning."

They waited for several more hours. Titania and Taeowyn began to think that they weren't coming. Then a bright light shone in the sky. The two looked out the window and from the east and west came two bright lights. A golden light from the east and a silver light from the west. Taeowyn ran down into the court yard. The moon was setting and the sun was rising, and a flying figure came from each. They approached the courtyard. Then at the same time, as if rehearsed, a dragonhawk and hippogriff landed, both carrying a beautiful, elven rider.

"Bravo!" Taeowyn called. "Spectacular arrival. What a show!"

"What a show? The only show here was Little Missy tryin' to steal my thunder!" said the night elf on her hippogriff, glaring angrilly at the other elf.

"I was not! I can't believe you! You like totally stole mine!"

"What! Ever! Everyone knows that my silver soaring was better!"

"Nuh unnhh! My golden gliding was way better! Just wait 'til I get m . . ." the two dismounted and started at each other when Taeowyn stepped in.

"What, did the elves send two little children to represent their race? Huh? No, I didn't think so. No you too behave like adults and go fixed up a room with Titania!" the elves stopped struggling and went into the great hall, giving each other the eye! "Jeez!" Taeowyn huffed and took their animals into the stables. "They've got to be at least several hundred years older than me, and look at who's more mature.