2 weeks later…
I was flying through Ashenvale, returning to check on the Magic 8 Tree. This tree was where I had planted Jaquestiny into the ground, but he was a powerful warlock, and I had to keep constant watch over him. I was still injured from the fight, and my wings flapped a bit haphazardly, but I was happy. When I returned back to Boralus, depressed because I had lost Dreta and Eze and Thorland, I went to the inn and cried. I fell asleep, and woke up in the bed upstairs with the three of them watching over me.
Thorland said in his Dwarven accent that the three of them had died, but there was a mysterious flash of light and they returned to their bodies. The Horde champions, Momimfotom and Gilblin had also returned, but they were all weak. They retreated and so did the Alliance champions. So they returned to Boralus and found me asleep on the bar, with runny mascaratear marks on my cheeks. They brought me upstairs and set me in the bed. I was overjoyed to have them back, and as I flew I felt the wind gently breeze through.
I arrived at the tree, but I sensed a sickness. It wasn’t dying, but something was happening. I sensed magic around it, but didn’t know what type. I circled down and landed on it’s branches and felt temporal magic leap through my body. I was thrown from the tree but that seemed to speed the spell up even more. I watched as the tree ungrew and turned back into an acorn, leaving Jaquestiny standing there before me. He glared at me and cackled, and raised his hands to cast a spell. Flames descended upon me and he advanced. My body burned and I screamed and he laughed again. He raised his staff and thrusted it downwards into nothing. I rolled out of the way and turned my torso into bark. The flames died and I charged at Jaquestiny. I slammed into him as a 600 pound bear and he crashed into the ground. I leapt into the air, turning into a stag to trample him with my hooves when I was suspended mid air. I flew backwards through my journey and was launched across the clearing. A mage walked out of the trees and grabbed Jaquestiny, summoning a portal and they escaped. Jaquestiny was back at large.
2 months later…
I was stationed in Dazar’Alor, operating as a spy to see what the Horde were doing after Rastakhan’s death. I was prowling through the streets when I saw something that filled me with dread.
WANTED:
NAME: Carissaria
MAIN RACE: Night Elf
SKIN COLOR: Dark Blue
EYE COLOR: Midnight Blue
CLASS: Druid
HEIGHT: 7 feet, 3 inches
WEIGHT: Unknown
LAST SEEN: Central Ashenvale
DETAILS: Dangerous Druid. Recommended number of assassins: 10. Bring her to Jaquestiny, alive if possible but dead if necessary.
REWARD: 1 Million Gold
