The Crossroads (WoW Private)

[TBBaylee]

((This is set right between WoLK and Cataclysm))

It was a time of worry in Azeroth. But when isn't it? Isn't there always a war going on? Isn't there always innocents being slaughtered? Isn't there always a new threat?
Just after the united forces of the Horde and Alliance defeated Kil'Jaedin, and his vast armies of the Burning Legion, an un-measurable army of demonic souls and corrupt beings, set on the destruction of Azeroth, the creatures of the Eastern Kingdom and Kalimdor alike face a new enemy. One who controls a great threat to everyone. The Litch King, and his army of the scourge. An enemy who has already taken the vast lands of Northend, and set fire to the High elves and their once, great city.
As the Alliance and Horde gear up for another epic battle against the Litch King and his minions, some must stay on the homefront, to protect the well-being of the citizens, and nature alike. Druids and Shammans work together to help the land heal, Warriors and Palladins keep order in the cities. Everyone has a role, and must abide by what needs them most, wether it's the nurishment of a growing tree, or an impending invasion, brave souls must venture into the deep, fight their fears, and come out heroes.
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"But Magnus, your wounds are too great for you to go any further." Sola warned.
"Im Fine." "Let me go." A wounded, and stubborn rogue demanded.
"I wont go unless you let me help you." Sola implied, being the caring priestess she is.
"Sola, it's just a cut." Magnus said, reffering to the large claw marks on his right shoulder.
Sola grinned. She would help this man. Quickly! Before he could say anything, Sola held her hands over the rogue's shoulder, holy light beaming from the creases between her fingers. Magnus flinched, but let Sola restore him. It took seconds before Sola uncovered his shoulder, the cut had been closed, the blood cleaned, and the shoulder repaired. Of course, you could still see the scars, but it was better than being dead.
Magnus gave Sola a smirk, thanked her, and went on his way, back to his camp in Eversong Woods. It was just an hour before dusk in Quel'Thalas, and Sola was making her way to Silvermoon City, where she lived. Sola was still very far, and had stopped to help out the wounded rogue who had obviously met a larger threat, with sharp claws.
The trail was empty, the animals were quiet as the night approached, and Sola needed to hurry. She was far too afraid to pass by the Dead Scar during the night!

[Sarah Lockheart]

(I just realized I have no idea where these locations are in conjunction with each other. :S )

Isabella sat crosslegged on the flat slab of rock a few dozen yards infront of her humble cabin. Her eyes were closed and she was deep in meditation as night approached, it would be a full moon tonight, and Isabella liked that. It had been a rather calm day, she had had no visitors so she had spent the day out collection herbs, and simply basking in natures greatness. She was feeling very tranquil with nothing but the sounds of wildlife and the breeze passing through the tree's to keep her company. Yet she could feel the life force of the forest eminating around her, it was strong, as it should be, and all was well. A smile graces her muzzle as the crickets begin to chirp more rapidly, as they often did at night.

[Wes]

Within the rolling plains within Mulgore, a faint screech of a boar could be heard, but the screech was eventually silenced. Ashur had gone out to hunt for food, and to sate her bloodthirst and seemingly infinite rage. After a satisfying meal, she strolls through the general area of Isabella, covered in plate armor, standing at over seven feet tall, her massive battleaxe and herself covered in boar blood. She greeted, "Lok'tar, I hope you don't mind me taking refuge here, I don't want to be anywhere near that damned monster warchief. I would sooner follow the Burning Legion and become one of the Fel than bow down to that savage beast."

[Sarah Lockheart]

(So she's crossed the Barrens and all that right?)

Isabella's eyes open and her concentration is broken when the Orc speaks to her. Her eyes rest on the woman and her thin-bushy tipped tail begins to swish back and forth. "You may stay where you please, if you clean yourself of the Hunt you are welcome in my home as well." Isabella's didn't much understand what else the Orc was talking about, being so secluded news didn't get to her so often, and rarely anything about Orcs. Isabella uncrosses her legs and stands up, smoothing out and brushing off her dress before turning and heading back for her cabin. She stops at the door and turns to look back at the Orc. "There's a well out behind the cabin you may use, should you want to come in." She finishes the sentence with a warm smile. Isabella had no issues providing strangers and the like with food and shelter, she had a spare bed in the cozy little cabin and was always well-stocked with food and supplies.

[TBBaylee]

As the sun lowered,Sola became more and more worried. Due to the mass infection of the dead-scar, the Blood Elves' forces guarded and patrolled the towns and trails leading all around Quel'Thalas. But at night, when they scourge seemed faster, stronger.. more..in tune, is when the soldeirs would hold up in their towns, defending their kin from inside the city walls, praying that every night, they can live another day.
Sola was deathly afraid, it was almost past curfew, and she still had a long ways to go! All Sola could think about was being torn up by the foul ghouls lurking all around her, waiting for the dead of night to strike! The priestess held out her palm, creating a shining white light in the form of an orb appear in her hand. She displayed master-full abilities while doing such a simple trick, the orb would be lighting her way until she got to Silvermoon.

[MissMira1]

A blonde man was running through the forest as fast as he could, as if death itself chased him. Every 10 seconds or so, he'd stop for a little while to catch breath, or to shoot an arrow over his back. He was lucky that he didn't brought his crossbow to hunt, instead of a longbow. That'd certainly slow him down.
That wouldn't matter very much for the thing following him, though. It would've caught him anyway, or so he thought.
After being chased for quite a while, the man fell to his knees and started crying. "Please, make it quick," he whispered, more to himself than to the beast behind him.
How could such a foul beast understand him anyway, he thought. In a matter of seconds, he could feel the creature's breath in his neck.
The scared human turned around, still on his knees, to look straight into the eyes of a dark blue cheetah. The animal roared lowdly before it slowly turned into a gorgeous, female Night Elf.
"Boo," the woman simply said. But it was enough to make the man run away as fast as the wind. "You won't get away with it if you dare to come and hunt here again," she managed to yell as the man ran in fear. "I swear, one of these days I'm gonna lose control..." The female mumbled. This Night Elf was called Meredith Moonshadow, an experienced and known Druid.
Meredith turned around to go back to her own house, when she noticed an Orc and a Tauren woman. "Ishnu-ala," she spoke in greeting as she came closer.

[Sarah Lockheart]

(I think Warlock bailed. XD)

Isabella had just opened her cabin door and was prepared to step inside when she hears the voice behind her. Her ears twitch and she turns around, a smile forming on her muzzle as spotted the night-elf woman, the Tauren female waves her own hello, having forgotten the Orc woman who was now no where in sight. "How are you this evening? Having troubles?" She asks as she spots what she asumed was a poacher still running full-speed away.

[MissMira1]

(Damn xP)

Meredith shrugged her shoulders in answer. "Meh. Depends on what you call trouble. They should stay in their own territory if they do not wish to respect the nature in other lands." She sighs before adding with a slight smirk: "Although I must admit that sometimes I enjoy scaring them off. But other than that, yes, I am doing very well. How about yourself, miss?" She asked, observing the Tauren from head to toe. It had come to Meredith's attention that more and more people whom's kin originally belonged to the Horde moved to Alliance territory, but she didn't really care about that. She was neutral, meaning that she would help anyone who asked her for help, Alliance or Horde. That being said, she interracted the same way with every race.

[TBBaylee]

"Sir! There she is!" A Blood Elf knight shouted to his captain, as they patrolled the outer-city walls. "Shall I take her in?" he asked, unclear of his orders.
"Nay! Let her in, we shall grab her when the time is right." The captain commanded to his men. This was the secret plot against Sola, under direct orders from a secret Blood Elf cult known as the Order of Blood. They knew of Sola's ancestry, how she was the direct, and only kin of the betrayer, Kael'Thas. The Order has to keep her away, If Sola were to become corrupt herself, or by her father, it would pose a great threat to not only Silvermoon, but the Blood Elf race itself!
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The panting, sweat covered priestess finally arrived at the gates to Silvermoon. She greeted the guard with a friendly Hello and a wave. Everything seemed normal. Nothing out of place, just a regular night in Silvermoon, as the gates opened. Sola slowley walked through the gates, peering back as they were immediatley closed behind her. That wasn't uncommon though, especially givin the time. As Sola walked to her house, she was unaware of the two Blood Elf Paladins following her from a distance, their mission, to kidnap the forgotten heir.

[Sarah Lockheart]

Isabella chuckled lightly and nodded her agreement, she also wasn't very fond of poachers and the like. She had no issues with people killing animals to eat and survive, that was the circle of life, which was natural. The sole act of doing it for mere profit she did not agree with however.

"Was just about to have a bit to eat and a little tea. Would you like to join me?" Being on friendly terms with the Night-Elves Isabella enjoyed having their company, whenever she could have company anyway.

[MissMira1]

Meredith smiled warmly. "That would be wonderful!" She replies. A nice cup of tea and some food would really do her good, after a nice work-out. "Where exactly do you live, miss?" She asks, stroking some hair that came to hang in front of her eyes, back behind her ears. Although the woods were quite treacherous, Meredith knew them like the back of her hand. So she'd more or less know where the Tauren's residence took place.

[TBBaylee]

Violently! Sola was attacked! A guard came at her with pace from behind, holding her down so that a blood mage from the Order could cast a spell of sleep on her, Sola panicked, not knowing what to do until it was too late!
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Soon enough, Sola was being carried down into the deep underground caverns of Silvermoon, where she was examined, and tested to have Sunstrider blood in her. Sola was then secretly carried out of the town, escorted by several city guards, they laid unconcious priestess' body on a small boat, where she was then cast to see, the Great Sea infact! Luckily, the dingey wasnt what was taking her! The small boat soon met up with a Horde battleship. After the body was identified, she was brought onboard, and shackled in the hull.
"Too the Barrens!" Captain Lok'Ram yelled to his crew, as the masts swayed and the ship began to move at a much faster speed.

[Sarah Lockheart]

Isabella turned to give an odd look to the Night-elf, not sure if she was serious. "Well right here of course." She says with a smile as she indicates her small cabin. Isabella goes up to the front door and opens it before turning and beckoning the night-elf over. "Please come in."

The cabin was very cozy on the inside. Big enough for 2 beds, a small couch, a couple of chairs, a medical table, a wood burning stove, and a few shelves. A small fireplace was also connected to one of the walls, and Isabella goes over to light it. "Please, have a seat anywhere."