"Quiet Contemplation"
Weeks had passed since her rescue from Nazmir and Rosinthel had finally made her way back to the Eastern Kingdoms. Not only had she found her way back to civilization, but she had been reunited with her stoic companion, a grand tigress named Nuala. The two eventually made their way to the Human capital of Stormwind and settled in near the graveyard
Slowly the pale-elf man opened his eyes, his blue-purple hair covering his view from seeing where he was fully. The soft rhythmic sound of rain striking down on gilded wood banisters, and worked stone echoed into his mind. He didn't move, pulling his robe and cloak tighter around his slender str
The Sin’dorei reached out in the dim light and was met by a wall. It was damp and water-stained and yet, rough and hard to the touch. Where was she? She tried to stand up because apparently, she was sitting on a deep film of mold, but her head throbbed, and the sharp pain made her wince and slide down the cool wall instead.