For the next few days I didn't sleep too well either, waking up several times in my sleep. I really began to wonder about the incident that had happened before. At one time, early in the morning I let myself fall to the floor and grabbed the satchel which I kept under my bed. I opened it again and looked at the contents. I did not have a clue about what these things are supposed to mean. I closed the satchel again and lay it on my bed, and went to my wardrobe to put some clothes on. When I was done I turned around and say a black raven staring through my window at me, it cawed and scratched across the window as if it wanted to tell me something. The next moment it looked up to the sky and flew away as if it was deterred by something. I walked to the window to look down and gazed at what was happening down there.
I saw an old Orc with a cape lingering over the ground and a great staff approaching. He had a wolf pelt over his head with the teeth of it covering his forehead. The smell of incense dwelled all around him. It was funny to see flies fall to the ground whenever they got near him. The appearance was guided by Uzug. I opened the door and asked what the meaning of this event was. Before Uzug was even able to answer, the old man raised his staff and said in a calm, determined voice: 'Do not fear, young one, I am Thrall the great shaman, and I have come to help you.' Uzug added: 'A shaman is an elder who can talk with the ancestral spirits and the elements. And this shaman is the greatest of all; he should be able to help us translate the odd language.'
I took the satchel and fished up the piece of paper. 'There you go.' I handed over the notes. Thrall took a quick look and asked us to follow. I could feel that he was going to the ritual circle. And, indeed, few moments later we arrived there. The odd thing was that it didn't seem to be burning at that time, a thing I hadn't seen before. Thrall told us to take some distance and wait while he was going down there to perform his rituals. I sat down in the grass, Uzug did the same. As Thrall neared the pile of wood the forest became more and more quiet until I couldn't even hear the wind blow through the trees anymore. Thrall said some words in a foreign language; his words were carried miles away and resonated in the distance. A pillar of flame burst from the ground and ignited the logs. The blue flame rose to the sky and seemed to have an immeasurable height. Thrall sat only a few yards away from it wriggling with his staff in the sand. I was wondering why the fire did not harm him, I breathlessly watched the happening. If I had not seen this with my own eyes I would have never believed anyone telling this story. As Thrall continued his performance, the fire shifted colours and danced. A bit later he stood up and the next second the fire was gone and the pile of wood was untouched, unconsumed by the flames.

Thrall stood up and walked to us, curious as I was I walked to him and asked what he found. 'Calm down, save your strength' he said 'you will need it'. 'What?' I asked. Before I was able to continue he interrupted me, 'You have a great task waiting if you are to save your homeland'. I tried to say something but couldn't. Thrall went on, 'These notes contain a planned invasion on Eversong by the Humans of Stormwind. You are to stop them'. 'Why me, what's going on?' I asked, utterly confused. 'Because you have the magic of one of the greatest mage families coursing through your veins, with the right training, we will be able to uncover that magic'. I was shocked, numb, after hearing these words, what was with my family? Why was nothing ever told to me? I looked up to Uzug to see what he was thinking of this. This was one of the rare times I saw him with a concerned look in his eyes, he could, just like me, not add a comment to this odd message. After a pause I asked Thrall how I was supposed to take on an onslaught of humans on my own, even after training. 'Hey, don't you think you are without me', Uzug responded to my question. Thrall turned around and observed the sky. 'You will not be alone', he said. 'Seek out the Solari, the legendary sun warriors on the summit of mount Targon, they are reclusive and do not interact much with ''foreigners'' but their timely aid will be indispensable'.
Thrall went off in silence as we departed for my house, getting everything ready we needed for our journey. I had heard stories about the Solari before but I never actually met one of them. And now I was send there to ensure their aid in defence of my and my people's home. Uzug and I soon travelled through the woods of Eversong. After a while we reached the border of the forest where we spent the night since the day was at its end and I couldn't see a thing before me. The next day everything started calmly. I hadn't been outside our borders for years, and the sight had changed a lot since I last oversaw this area. The ruins of the Third gate of the moon, which was formerly used to protect our city before it was half laid into ashes, was completely overgrown. The once beautiful grassland which reached as far as you could see was transformed into an utter dry barren wasteland. And there was a campfire which interrupted the calm feeling. It was still smouldering. I went to my knees to examine it. 'Do you think..?' Uzug started. 'Yes' I completed his sentence and looked at him, 'The same humans as in the forest'. Suddenly a burst of light erupted from the sky in the distance. Even though it was so far away, I was still blown to the ground and blinded. Uzug managed to stay n his feet, but his muscles couldn't protect him from getting blinded as well. Once I got my sight back, I tried to figure out what that could have been. 'Whatever that was, it came from the direction of Targon', he pointed to the mountain at the horizon, 'we should hurry'. That was easier said than done. The gap between us and Targon was nothing more than desert. I turned around and looked at the Eversong woods which were not to be seen for a long time. I imagined how fortunate I was to live here. I sat down and thought, thought of what happened here and what would happen to it in the future. In the past Sylvanas, the ranger-general of Silvermoon made her last stand valiantly here against the Undead. 'We should get going' I heard 'yes, we should', I answered. We entered the desert and walked straight to Targon. The soil was hard as rock here and showed ruptures as scars. The sun burned on my face and the water supply diminished quickly. 'We will reach an oasis soon', Uzug said. 'How do you know?' I asked him. 'The ground isn't as dry as it was before'. I looked down and saw, indeed, that the sand showed less scars which would mean there is water nearby. And as expected it didn't take long until we came across an oasis. I was relieved ad commenced a sprint, dropped my bag and dived in the water. It had the size of a small lake and there were some trees growing nearby carrying fruits. Uzug grabbed our bottles out of my bag and threw them to me, 'While you are in there, fill those bottles if you like'. While pouring water into them I felt something nibbling my leg. I looked down into the water and saw a school of fish passing by. I left the water, grabbed my knife and walked to the nearby trees. 'What are you going to do?' Uzug asked. 'Fishing', I said. 'Right', he said, 'I'll get a campfire burning then'. I cut down a branch and started with removing its bark then I carved it until it resembled a spear. I walked back into the water with my already soaked clothes, aimed and impaled an unfortunate fish. I continued until I had about eight. Then I gave them to Uzug, who was searching herbs to let him unleash his cooking skills on it. Uzug is a great cook; he has earned a high reputation in his own home-city of Orgrimmar and is well-known across the continent. He took the herbs he fetched around the oasis and started preparing our dinner by removing the scales. Meanwhile, I was gathering some of the fruit that grew around here. My wet clothes dried very quickly in the relentless setting sun. I watched Uzug preparing the fish with the herbs and some of his own brought ingredients. After he had finished he asked for my spear to rack the fish on. While he was roasting I gathered some more firewood, dusk was falling in and soon we wouldn't be able to see what was around us. When I came back to the campfire I was met by the smell of delicious fish, and it tasted even better when it was done. 'Tell me', I said, 'how can you keep exceeding my expectations?' He gave me a smile and the only thing he said was that I shouldn't talk with my mouth full. 'Well', I said after finishing, 'I guess we should go sleep now, we will have a long travel tomorrow again through these barrens'. I looked into the direction from where the burst of light came earlier today but could only see back lines above a grey horizon through the trees. I threw all of the wood I had gathered on the fire, 'that will keep anything away from us while we sleep' I gave a small laugh. Uzug didn't say much except a goodnight wish. 'Goodnight', I responded, and turned around. For the first time in ages I woke up relaxed and recovered with nothing to pester me in my dreams. Uzug was still sound asleep on the other side of what was formerly a campfire but what was nothing more than white coals now. I was washing my face when I heard a sudden, terrifying noise which made my heart skip a beat. I turned around and saw Uzug stretching his arms, yawning. I heaved a sigh of relief and asked him to never do that again. 'What?' he asked. 'That', I responded, scaring the hell out of me. He laughed in his heavily-voiced manner. 'I will get you', I thought to myself, 'just wait'. 'We got to get moving' I said as I was filling our bottles again. Uzug and I ate some fruit I had gathered, it tasted a bit odd, but it was not that bad after all. We moved out. I could see mount Targon now clearly, the lower parts were all green and the summit was covered in a dense mist. 'We should be able to reach it late afternoon', I said. Uzug mumbled some, still not fully conscious, which made me laugh on the inside. Nothing much happened until we came to a shift in landscape. The dry ground made place for grasslands and we could see the first buildings on the lower parts of the mountain. It was not for long until we first met two warriors of the Rakkor clan. Two soldiers in fully plated bronze armour approached us. The first one asked what we were doing here in their lands. 'I am Faragi, and this is my friend Uzug, we were sent here by the earth-shaman, Thrall on a mission of great importance for our people', I responded. When I mentioned Thrall's name I could see a spark igniting in their eyes. They looked at each other, nodded, placed their spears in the ground and introduced themselves. The first man was known as Pantheon, the other one goes by the name of Shen. 'We bear a message for the Solari from Thrall', I said, eagerly waiting for the response. 'If you were truly sent by Thrall, we have no reason to let you not pass', Shen said, 'I will notify the High Council, you will go with Pantheon', He left with a quick pace. Pantheon invited us to join him at his house while Shen would depart for Targon's peak. We could see Shen running in the distance as we calmly walked into a small town. The houses here were quite simple 'We are outside training most of the time', Pantheon said. I felt quite unsure with the local people staring at us as we walked through the streets full of seasoned warriors but Pantheon's presence clearly made them think twice before doing anything. We reached his house without problems. It was a small house with only a table with four chars and a bed. On one of the walls was a fireplace with a chimney within the corner next to a pane which leaded to the basement. It was there he went after telling us to have a seat. He returned without his helmet this time. He had short black hair, and an unharmed face nothing like Uzug's, whose face had a few scars and looked as if it was built by war. He held an unlabelled bottle and four glasses. Why he got four was a miracle to me but he explained. 'I am expecting a visitor', he smiled, as he filled three glasses. 'Drink this, you don't want anything else after tasting it', he said. I must say that this was quite good. 'What is it', I asked after drinking my glass empty in an instant. 'Fruit juice from our own plantations with a few herbs in them to make it a bit spicy'. 'Here', he said filling the glasses again when someone knocked on the door. 'Who's there?' Pantheon said in a loud voice. 'The sun', a female voice answered. Pantheon walked to the door, opened it and hugged the figure behind it. He walked in with a woman with brown, golden hair in red and golden armour, a shield with a sun emblem on top of it and a well crafted sword. She laid those in a corner and joined us at the table, while Pantheon introduced us to her and her to us. 'This is Leona, Leona this is Faragi and this is Uzug', he said as he held his hand up to each one of us accordingly. 'Hello', she said as we shook hands. Pantheon continued, 'We have been together since we were kids'. Leona blushed a bit as I let out a small laugh in response. 'What is it?' Pantheon asked, confused. 'Nothing', I said. 'I think we will go along pretty well', I thought, smiling at it. Pantheon went back downstairs after pouring in Leona's glass. 'So', I began 'how did you two met', I asked curiously'. 'That is a quite embarrassing story' she said, 'he actually defended me from two bullies who were picking on me when I was about eight years old, we have been together ever since', she paused, 'Not all of the Rakkor clan are as nice as he is'. 'Are you from the Rakkor clan as well?' I asked before thinking. 'Originally I am, yes'. 'But what's with this armour then?' Pantheon had come up meanwhile and he sat down next to Leona while she continued her story. 'I was asked to join the Solari', she answered. This sentence left me in confusion and Pantheon seemed to read that in my eyes. 'The Rakkor', he started, 'bring forth the strongest warriors in the area, they organise tournaments when our people are considered old enough, two members fight each other to the death, Leona was called too, however, she refused to fight because she believes that true strength does not lie in killing each other but in defending allies', he took a sip from his drink heightening the tension as I was listening breathlessly to his story. 'And for that' he continued, 'she was sentenced to death by the High Council, he paused for a moment, you know the rest Leona'. I sensed a certain fear in her eyes as she spoke: 'I was led to the summit of Targon, chained and guarded, once I arrived there I desperately looked to the sky, as one wanted to execute me, everything turned white, I thought I was dead but when I opened my eyes everyone around me was'. Her face became more relaxed now, 'after that the Solari claimed me as one of their sun-warriors they gave me this armour and taught me how to use my abilities'. 'And when did this actually happen?' I wondered. 'Yesterday', was her answer. 'How can you be so calm under it?' I asked, 'you are lucky to be alive and you look as if you couldn't care less'. 'We were raised that way, to be tough, I do realise I have been lucky so I put my full dedication into whatever saved me'. Suddenly it became clear to me what the blaze of light was Uzug and I saw coming from Targon. I told her we saw what happened here from the border of the Eversong woods. She laughed a bit. 'Why are you here anyway?' she asked. We are here to ensure the aid of the Solari in defence of Eversong; the humans of Stormwind are preparing an imminent invasion. 'Uhm', she started, as the smile ran away from her face, 'knowing the Solari elders, they will not permit us to help you, they are the most stubborn people I know, I do not know whether they will help you'. Uzug smashed his fist on the table, scaring us all, 'They will help, damn it'. The rage in his eyes was readable, but it wouldn't be helpful in my opinion. Through his words I saw black smoke rising from behind Pantheon's back, Leona noticed me noticing it, and turned around. 'Pantheon', she started. Pantheon turned around and jumped out of his chair 'my cake!' he exclaimed. He sprinted down the basement. The sound of clattering metal rose up from it. 'Have I told you Panth is a great baker?' Leona asked rhetorically. 'If it wasn't for the face that he is a soldier he would have been a baker for sure'. Pantheon climbed the stairs holding a really good-looking cake in his oven glove covered hands. 'Don't you even think about it missy', he said to Leona as he put the cake in front of us. Leona whispered that she was his greatest fan when it came to his baking arts. 'Not so visible', I responded. She gave a small laugh as Pantheon re-entered the room carrying some dishes, forks and a knife. He sliced four pieces off the cake. Leona didn't exaggerate a single word; this piece of food was heavenly. Even Uzug the great cook, was surprised. 'You know, I said, breaking the silence 'you and Uzug would form a great match, you both can really pull it off when it comes to preparing food'. 'Well then, maybe we will make something together someday', pantheon said winking at Uzug. 'Actually, I have some fish leftovers in my bag', Uzug said, 'from yesterday, you should try it'. 'Alright', I said, 'how long is it before we can reach the Solari?' I asked Leona. 'I'd advise you to stay the night here and move with us to the summit tomorrow as I am known there'.