Maple (60 night elf Hunter)
On the beaches of Azshara, Maple sat quietly staring into the flickering flames of the makeshift campfire, playing slightly with the scars between her fingers. Grabbing into the backpack beside her, pulling out a book from the Stormwind library, she runs her hands over the cover once then stares back into the fire.
Visions fill her mind from her childhood. Watching her father by the fireplace, reading a book and smoking a pipe of Morrowgrain and silversage. The aroma filled her nostrils briefly as she remembered playing with Splinter when he was just a small cub on the bear rug in front of the fire. The aroma of boar meat and freshly cut herbs coming from outside as her mother cooked dinner for the night.
Maple smiled to herself remembering her father's laughter as he would look up from his book when Splinter would grab his shoestring and tug it playfully, falling over with each pull. Her mother walking into the room, the smell of purple lotus and wildvine would fill the air.
She was beautiful.. her mother.. Hair flowed through the breeze as the tint of green would shine in the moonlight. She told many stories of the races and how they lived. Thier cultures, thier beliefs, and thier passion for life among each other.She was a very wise woman, there was always a new story everynight before bedtime. Reminding Maple after each tale that no matter if you are different from the other children, you were always special and would always have a place with the gods and in her families hearts. She remembered her mother walking away, robes flowing as she moved gracefully out of the room, blowing out the candles as she passed by them.
Maple would remember her parents talking. sometimes her mother's voice raising slightly, her father saying. "It's the only way for her to be accepted, it has to be done.. They do not accept us and she shouldn't suffer as so, but remember, I will always love you no matter what my beautiful, beautiful wife" It grew silent, as the candles went out one by one through the small cottage home.
Taking in a deep breath, Maple looks about her then sighs deeply. Splinter growls to himself as he looks up at her from a short nap. She smiles at him, " You are my bestest friend Splinter. you know that right?" Splinter snorts out a deep breath then starts to purr loudly. Maple lays down, resting her head upon his massive back and looks up to the stars and smiles to herself. Nestling into Splinter's course fur, closing her eyes for the night.
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Syclya (38 Paladin)
It was a new day, the birds sang, the sun shined brightly through the trees, dancing on the ground as the limbs swayed in the wind.
Syclya jumped up quickly from her bed and yelled " OH MY GOSH! I'M LATE!!!" Running out of her house half dressed, falling over several times while trying to put on her Academy clothing. Rushing through the bustling city of Stormwind, knocking into people as she ran by " SORRY! PARDON ME! EXCUSE ME!!" looking behind her then accidently running straight into a young man, knocking him down upon his back and landing on top of him. Breathing heavily she looks into his face " I AM SOOO SORRY!" Jumping up and running to class in the cathedral district.
The hours pass during her studies with other younger class members, drifting off slightly here and there till finally her head hits the table with a loud thud. Waking up quickly, blurting out, "I'm awake!" The Bishop walking up to her desk shaking his head, Syclya biting her bottom lip, trying to look inconspicious. "Syclya" the bishops says sternly, " Your presence is required in the arch bishops office" Syclya frowns and says "not again.."
Getting up slowly from her table she walks to the office scuffling her feet. Once at the door she knocks three times. No one answers so she turns away to run off when a voice is heard from within. "Come in Syclya!" She balls her fist and throws it down saying to herself "damn!"
Syclya walks into the office. The arch bishop looks at her, "Sit down Syclya" She sits down slowly in the chair and looks up innocently. " Syclya... I see you at least.. Three times a week in my office. Why is that?" the arch bishop says. Syclya blurts out " Please don't kick me out. I'll try harder. I really am a good learner you know this! Please don't kick me out" The arch bishop chuckles to himself, "Syclya, I'm not going to kick you out of the Academy, you are a good student. but you must learn responsibility. That is why I have a job for you" Syclya looks up excited 'oh! like what?? Slay a dragon? or.. or... I know! Remove the population of undead! Yes! that I can sooo do or. or" "SYCLYA!" the arch bishop yells then coughs, " No Syclya, I have something more important for you to do. Once a day you will make rounds around the City of Stormwind and keep the people safe from any suprise attacks" " Ohhh" Syclya says, " I.. I can do that..yep" Nodding her head a couple times.
Donning her Academy talberd, Syclya begins her rounds through the town, scuffling her feet down the cobblestone walkways of the city, one district after another. All of a sudden she heard a loud bang, looking up, Syclya saw brown smoke rising from the tower in the mage district " OH MY GOSH WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!!!!" she yells and starts to run to the mage district as fast as she could. Reaching the walkway to the tower, Syclya heard a crash of a window breaking and a man screaming " AIIIEEEEE!!!" and landing in front of her, blackened and broken from the fall.
"OH MY GOSH!!!" She yells, looking up at the broken window then back at the young man at her feet. "Oh!" she says holding up one finger then grabbing for the school bag on her back, scuffling through the papers and food stashed away in it, she finally finds her book of light. Flipping through the pages quickly and saying to herself " I can do this"
Finding a verse, Syclya quickly starts to speak it then points at the fallen man before her. a blue spark shoots from her hand downwards onto the body before her. She hears a extremily high pitched yell "YYYEEOUCH!" but doesn't see the man move. " err oops?" Syclya says as she holds a finger to her lips. "That wasn't it" Flipping through the pages again " Here it is!!!" She starts to speak the verse slowly, trying to get the wording right. saying it over and over until her body glows white, her hands lift flowingly in the air then placing her hands upon the the fallen mage. His eyes open wide and a loud rasping sound escapes his lips as he breaths in deeply. The man grabbing her shoulder with a soot covered hand, he says " I like... pudding..." Syclya blinks loudly and says " ohmmkay?" then smiles at him.