stirring from an abyss

[Ennuo]

I could feel the cold steel as it plunged into my chest, the last thing i could see was Narein, bursting into the chamber.. His bloodcurdling scream only making worse the pain i was enduring...
I stumbled to maintain my balance as Erddas withdrew the blade, each breath becoming more laborious.
Narein rushed to my side as my eyesight started to dim with the loss of blood, confusion setting in as i felt my spirit being wrought from my body.
His words are muffled... it is cold....


I can see light, emanating from everywhere, am i dreaming? am i dead?
Hearing a strange language, it sounds like.. common? no, too guttural.. it.. it sounds like orcish.
As i try to open my eyes, i am blinded by the bright light.
"Hey! Kil maz Zil'nok alright? Wake up!"
I can make out the shape of a male blood elf, with bronze hair and glowing green eyes, the language now becoming more familiar.
now as my vision cleared, i could see that was laying at the base of a large oak, the sun peering through its branches.

"mmhm, wha.." i managed to choke out a few hardly understandable words as the elf put a bottle to my lips
the vile potion tasted offensive, but after stomaching the liquid i felt strength return my body.
As he helped me stand i looked at my body as something foreign, something was not right here...
"Narein was here.. what is this place?" I asked him.

"Huh? This is eversong, silvermoon ain't far from here. You just popped out of nowhere! all i saw was a blue light and POOF! just dropped onto the ground in front of me."

Continued...

[Ennuo]

- As i glanced around.. yes.. this is familiar.. but, vaguely so.
It is but a fragment of memory, as if i read about it in a book as a child. The wind brushed gently through the trees, causing them to wave in unison,
the primeval forest brought a frightening and magnificent aura of ancient magic and mysticism... One would feel as if the eldritch woods held horrific secrets of azeroth's past, mercifully kept from mortal ears.

I asked the Elf his name, to which he replied "Why yes, my name is Thelomare, But please call me 'Lomar'. I am on my path to Silvermoon where i have goods to deliver, and I would be delighted to assist you on your path."
I found myself even more confused than before. Firstly, i thought myself to be dead, secondly I had no idea where I was, or how I got there..
But now being offered a guide to the city, i decided to take him up on the offer and we made our way northeast along the narrow stone path to Silvermoon.

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