Crimean stood in disbelief. Inside her mind thousands of thoughts were racing everywhere and clashing together which in turn made her head pound with every thought she had. However, on the outside she looked calm and collected and no one could ever guess the complexity of thoughts she was fighting in her own mind. Eventually Crimean walked to where Sorrck was standing. A tense feeling had surrounded the entire group as she walked towards the front where she now belonged. Every step she made seemed to echo throughout the land like a thunderstorm only beggining to form.
Now standing infront of Sorrck, he placed his hand on her shoulder. Without saying any words he looked her in the eyes like he was looking into her soul. Her rich green eyes looked up into the face of a fierce warrior. His dark brown eyes were small and squinted. His hair was matted to the side of his head from the sweat that slowly ran down the chisled features of his face. He had very strong and well pronounced features and many women swooned over him, especially when he was tense. The anger and ferausity he had surrounding him made him a terrifying enemy to anyone he faced.
Sorrck stood looking Crimean in the face for what seemed like an eternity but finally nodded his reassurance to her. He slowly let his hand slip off from her shoulder and turned and walked into the ranks of the rest of the group. Crimean stood for a time with her back turned to the group and let out a long heavy sigh. She knew this was her chance to prove herself. She was never given an oppurtunity like this before ever. Like a wave of fire, confidence engullfed her. She turned around to face the group, to face the lives she was about to change. The group stood in silence still but the tense feeling had finally lifted from them. Crimean looked over the faces of those who stared right back at her, and gave them all a reasuring nod as to tell them everything will be fine. Her gaze stopped when she caught a glimpse of something being held up in the back of the group. Slowly the entire raid lifted their weapons in respect to her showing her that they trusted her with their lives.
A new fire burned inside her as she finally knew, nothing would go wrong. She trusted these people with her life and they in turn, trusted their lives on her shoulders. Her moment had come and she would not let anything stop it. As the raid lowered their weapons the air was filled with the clanging of metal being sheathed, staves against leather and the sounds of approval filled the air.
"Ok. Listen carefully. This is new and uncharted territory for all of us but that doesnt mean we cant concour it. All of our DPS I want on the left side, while our casters go to the right side please."
With the greatest of ease the group parted into two halves. Crimean was amazed that they listened with such great ease and no hassle at all. To one side stood the concentrated damage, and to the other stood healers, buffers and even more damage.
"Ok good. Casters, I want all the mages our warlock druid and one shaman to one side of your new group please. Your our Damage group. Our priests and our remaining shaman are our healers. I know we probably dont need five but I want this to be a smooth run. Shamans, if our priests say they're good on mana and heals start to Dps, but when they get low you better start healing as well. I'm the main tank, on boss fights, please dont let me die." she said jokingly to try and lighten the mood. "Sorrck, I want you to be the offtank which means Wartorn, you're going to be Dps and do what you do best. Shone I want you to be the one pulling things. Wonate, if Shone goes down you take his place until he's back up. Mages, keep buffs up at all times. Mistic give buffs to those it would benifit. Priests that goes for you as well. Keep your heads up and pay attention to what I say."
The raid nodded and went into their respective smaller groups. The air grew dense with the weight of uncertantity and anxiety that it was almost difficult to stand straight. Crimean held her head high even though she was carrying the biggest weight of them all. She knew she had to stay strong for the rest of her guild mates. She was the leader, it was her time.
"Look," she sighed, " this is new for all of us. However, we're a strong guild. We have to trust one another and believe that we can take down any challenge that comes our way. Even if we wipe a few times, it's expected. No guild yet has taken down Hakkar, and we're going to be the first. I promise you, and i'll make sure that happens, even if it kills me."
A loud cheer rose from the crowd and everyone was clapping and cheering. Excitment filled the air. She had done her job so far. She grabbed the reigns of her trusty kodo and gently patted the side of his neck. "This is it boy," she whispered, "This is it." And with that, she mounted and started moving towards the entrance of the gates. She stopped and looked back over her shoulder at the group of people who had just stopped cheering. With a smile on her face she winked and said, "anyone wanna race me?"
With that comment she shoved her heels into the side of her kodo and started racing towards the gates of her destiny. The 19 people remaining cheered as they themselves mounted and started following Crimean to a new battle that awaited them.