Throm’ka, Traveller!

Welcome again to the Halls of Lady Nyx, our Great Lady of Mysterious Shadows. I truly wish it were under better circumstances, for tonight we sing glorious Lok’vadnods, songs in honor of our fallen. On this night, The Great Misstress Ulua T’aarnia, Paladin of the Holy Light, sought to be wed in marriage to her beloved. But instead, she took her own life. Her spirit now resides on Oshu’Gun, the Great Mountain of Spirits. She rode with us many times in battle, but now her soul rests. We shall sing of her till the end of all times.

LOK’TAR OGAR!

But such tragedy is what can happen when one dances with the enemy. Perhaps such a doomed union was not meant to be. An elf and a dwarf? A Nightwarder of Nyx and Oflannigan, a vile dwarf of Republic?

Many of the Horde and Alliance were unsettled by this!

True love was revealed as a lie!
Oflanigan spat upon Ulua and turned his back upon her!

This betrayal wounded Ulua more than anything! The betrayal of Oflannigan was more grievous of a wound than even the wounds inflicted on Ulua by the Horseman of All Hallowed Eve!

NIGHTWARDER ULUA T’AARNIA LEAPT FROM ALDOR RISE!
HER BODY WAS BROKEN ON THE STREETS OF SHATTRATH CITY!

The Tribe of Nyx could not tolerate such a vile betrayal!
Nyx and Republic fought in Nagrand for what seemed to be an eternity.

The Horde defeated the Alliance in Nagrand that day…. but in the end, the Tribe of Nyx had truly lost.

Traveller, if there is one person that you treasure… if you have a mate, then I implore you to keep them safe in these dark times.

Till we meet again, Traveller. Perhaps by then, the chill here in the Halls of Nyx shall be gone.