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I wake to the sound of trumpets blaring, that's not good. I leap off my cot to the pounding of footsteps and my father saying something quite muffled. Uh, oh I am still in my crypt, darn I have to get out before my father comes close. I slip on some cloth rags and hastily make my way up to the shack's main level.
"There you are, come quick, Lord Lor'themar Theron has news to bear"
I nod my head in weariness and follow my parents to Silvermoon, Taivohs trailing just behind me.
"Your planning an escape" he whispers, making me freeze for a split second. " How do you know?" I curiously ask in hidden fear. He crookedly grins with a small chuckle "because you just told me, anyway when and where I can't stand this place either, and nor can our guild. The SI:7 almost got caught on their way here, we need a better place then the crypt." He answers turning serious a bit to fast for my liking. I grab his shoulder and halt him as our parents start trotting to the main gate. When they are a fair distance off I tell him " I am going to Orgrimmar to find Thrall. As for the Guild I want you to be the Guild master, for I am heading to find the Council of Shadows. Tell Nol to send a message too the agents, that message being, to meet centralized to the Dead Scar." Taivohs writes down what I said on a strip of parchment whistling his five note hymn. Nol, his black dragonhawk companion soars down to him land next to his feet. He whispers a location to the beast then places the now rolled up parchment on the ground for the winged serpent to pick up. Luckily we were the only ones around so no guards charged him. With that Nol flew off as quickly as he came.
"Narela, Taivohs hurry up or we are going to miss it" my mother yells to us.
Taivohs looks me in the eye till challenging me to a race. I roll my eyes but quickly bound after him." Your going down Taivohs, first one to the gate" I tell him spotting a small rock in front of him. " Hey look out" I mock as he picks up speed."Wha-Owwwww" he groans picking himself off the stones and cursing his luck. I loudly laugh at his fail and am quickly at the gate "I won". He makes it over in a jog his first words being "I hate you, but I will win next time." The preachers are already starting their speech so we slowly trot over not very anxious to hear the news.
"By the name of Lord Lor'themar Theron, it is with great regards that we inform you, Sin'dorei, of the tragic events of the Ghostlands. The corruption is spreading faster than before. The herbalists in the area predict that the plague will spread to the Eversong Woods in a week minimum. The Silvermoon Warriors we have stationed there are mysteriously disappearing, none other then plagued spores left behind. Though we ask that any paladins come to the Ghostlands, our liege suggests that warriors of the Light will be able to save Eversong Woods." He continues talking but all that I can understand is that most likely my father is going to sign me off to the Ghostlands, therefore setting me away from Orgrimmar. My father and mother look at me with pride in their eyes, though I cannot understand why they are proud that their only daughter is being set off miles from Silvermoon to a land of darkness where I may never return from. "-Please report to the stage at this moment to sign this charter to save our fair kingdoms" he finishes rolling up a scroll and gesturing to a scrap of parchment next to him.
I feel a hand grab my arm, when I turn I see Taivohs pulling me away from our parents. My father closing in not too far from where we are running.
"Narela, stop right now, trust me you will regret not signing that document" my father calls taking breaths in between words, anger evident in his voice. Somewhere in the commotion however I had lost Taivohs. That is when my father takes his chance and grabs the back of my tunic harshly.
" Narela, come over here right now you little disgrace, you should be honoring your family name by joining the Silvermoon Defense. An-" I cut him off mid sentence, by casting a small ball of fire to his feet, where my Felhound, Kholr, spawns.
My father stands, mouth agape, eyes widening at this revelation. " You are a disgrace to the Feh'Thorol name. You are a warlock, how dare you disgrace me. All of our training, all of my instructings. You probably haven't been training in your free time like you tell me you are, when you should be blacksmithing, what have you been doing?" he yells voice lowering to the end. I look down and whisper loud enough for his ears only " no, I am a warlock not your Light worshiping paladin. I never wanted to be. How do you think after countless years of sword training I have not improved. It's your fault that I am not the best I can be in my true calling to destruction". Hurt is evident in his eyes, he looks as if he is about to cry, though he quickly regains his composure and says in a muffled tone " I never want to see your traitorous face again in these parts. You are not my daughter. You are an idiotic little girl that has been corrupted into witchery. Leave and never come back, Light give mercy that you die in the woods".
I look him in the eye and snap " I hope that the assassins come for you in the night. I hate you". With that I turn walking away from the city, not without casting an immolate to the grass and flowers, grinning as they burn. Feet pound behind me as orders are assigned to put out the flames. I start running out of Silvermoon, glancing back one more time, my only thought being at last I am free of this prison.
Hope you enjoyed, I know that my chapters aren't very long so I should update more often but like I said, I am in love with Draenor. Thanks for reading, please R/R.