Coming to Stormwind part two
I do not even recall coming to a decision. It simply was. I was going to find her. There was no question. The only question was-- no one seemed willing to help me, so where do I begin?
The beginning phase of finding my sister began at the scene of the crime. I had questioned everyone I could find. I had searched for clues in regards to her disappearance. I spoke to those whom last saw her.
Nothing was fruitful. Except one woman.
She was an especially elderly woman, a wise woman among our community. She was withered, sucked of life. She looked of crumpled paper. When she woke from the Emerald Dream, it seemed to have nearly immediately weakened her. It made her look her age. While many members of the community were horrified of such blatant showing of our newfound mortality, at the same time, her bark like face was the face of truth we Kaldorei would have to accept.
So the irony was not lost on me when she was the one who could tell me the truth while no one else could. Yes, she had seen my sister. She had seen her aboard a small boat in the night with a group of male humans. She did not think to stop and question them. My sister seemed to be going willingly.
Ships had been darting across the sea between the Kaldorei for years, the majority of them traders and pirates. It was unregulated and the path not well documented. There were no regular commercial ships merely for travelers, not until the Alliance became official.
When I had found out that my sister was no longer in Teldrassil, the question of boarding a ship was going to be difficult.
I stalked around the city shifted into feline form, and searched someone with a ship going East.
There was a trader ship bound for the Stormwind harbor that morning. A small ship, filled with herbs, wine, cloth, and furs. I paid them all the gold I had before they agreed to take me. I am certain they thought I was mad.
We sailed in darkness. The sea was a twisting black ink, and my heart was shaded with coal from the unknown lain out before me.