[Alliance] Chapter Three: Session Thirty-Five

Appearing Characters: Elissa Cross, Nazmin Farram, Remnii, Riff, Kilnar Goldensword, Samaara, Seria, Shimaa Farram, Tae'shara Sunwatcher, Tae'thelan Sunwatcher, Tol'vas Moonshadow, Uther Menethil, Velameestra Windrunner, Velen

May 7th

The party was escorted to the covered wagon upon approaching the caravan through the desert, and emerging from the carriage was the (surprisingly) familiar faces of Nazmin and Shimaa, the two entertainers at the Cantrips & Crows tavern in the underbelly of Dalaran.

The guards seem to be surprised and speaks to them in their native tongue, which Remnii and Vel can currently understand.

She looks back to the group.

Shimaa taps Nazmin on her shoulder and they converse in their native tongue for a bit.

Vel nods.

The group introduces themselves as well.

Nazmin and the others discuss for a moment.

Nazmin and Shimaa bow.

The guards go and get some delicious food and crystalline water. In the meanwhile, Vel works on summoning the phantom steeds while she is eating.

Nazmin scratches her chin but shakes her head.

The caravan also gives the group some soft white cloths to help keep the sand out of everyone’s faces.

The caravan starts to move out while the group mounts up on the phantom steeds, and the invisibility on Seria drops.

She looks specifically at Vel and Uther.

They mount up and start to head off. It’s not fun. It’s very hot, and Vel is casting virtually nonstop to keep the phantom steeds going.

In the early hours of the morning, they pass a large pyramid that had been erected long ago. The structure is made of massive bricks, and it looks like it’s been abandoned for quite a long time.

By the last two hours, Elissa is starting to slow down quite a bit, and Remnii and Vel are also rather tired, but they manage to go for the full 8 hours of travel.

They manage to find a dune sticking out of the waste as the night starts to roll in. There are a few beasts around, but none of them seem to bother them. But there is a large and long skeleton that is half buried in the sand.

They go to investigate the interior of the skull as a potential camp site. There is an old camp site, with the body of a humanoid corpse wrapped in cloths. Vel examines it closer, and it seems it wasn’t killed by anything--likely the humanoid died of natural causes.

Elissa looks very tired and has been shedding her armor.

Vel casts the spell and everyone settles in for the night. Before getting into the hut, Seria tries to scry on her dad again. However, as the water becomes clearer and clearer, it then freezes, and melts back to solidness. But it didn’t have the same result as when she tried to scry on Victor--it just failed.

It’s insisted that Vel doesn’t keep watch that night given she’s the one that’s ensuring they are getting out of the desert, and she curls up with Arkha’din to sleep. Elissa also winds up cuddled with Vel.

Remnii tries to dream Velen given they are actually on Kalimdor at this point. Her mind goes blank, and when she opens them, she’s in her dreamscape, but it’s not what she was expecting. It looks to be her old bedroom when she was living with Velen, combined with her normal dreamscape.

And there’s a tall figure at the foot of the bed.

It’s Velen.

He is looking down at the bed. He isn’t wearing the ornate, complex robes, but rather something more simple. In his hand, he’s holding one of Remnii’s childhood toys: a simple, blue and purple stuffed elekk.

As Remnii appears, he immediately looks in her direction. Remnii stays stock still and quiet, somewhat apprehensive of what is going on.

Velen smiles and his brow crinkles.

Remnii is quiet for a moment longer, looking somewhat afraid.

Remnii hugs herself and takes a step back.

The elekk falls out of Velen’s hand and squeaks quietly as it hits the bed. He steps around the bed.

He opens his arms for Remnii, and, her lip quivering, she scoots closer and moves to touch his face.

Remnii starts to sob.

Velen wraps Remnii into a hug, her face burying into his beard.

Velen starts to cry as well, and Remnii starts to cry very hard.

Velen runs his hands through Remnii’s hair and presses his forehead against her’s.

Remnii’s face darkens slightly, and her lip quivers.

Velen takes a deep breath.

Velen and Remnii migrate to the edge of the bed.

Velen’s demeanor gets a bit more grim.

Remnii nods.

Remnii’s eyes light up.

She gives a quick lore dump.

She quickly tells part of her own story, explaining about Go’el, the son of Durotan, as well as the Ati’kaso, the leader of which was Larohir.

Velen takes a deep breath.

Velen runs a hand through her hair.

There is a twinkle of pride, but also abject fear in Velen’s eyes.

Velen’s expression grows darker, and his complexion paler.

Velen stands up.

Velen isn’t looking at Remnii.

Remnii reaches out a hand and pulls the sharp vision of Shaspira from her memories, shaping it in her image. As she does, Velen’s hand covers his mouth and strokes his beard.

Still not facing Remnii, Velen waves his hand, and another image appears. It’s a draenei, and it becomes obvious that this image was a younger Shaspira. Her horns are not quite as long, and the blackened and corrupted hands and hooves are just a soft, pure, creamy white with tufts of fur. Her bright red eyes are a pale, sparkling silvery yellow, and there’s a small smile on her face. Her clothing is a long and beautiful, draping dress in a similar style to her current one, but white and blue and airy. It’s a much gentler image, and far less evil.

Velen is looking down at the floor, the images of Shaspira and her counterpart gone.

Velen looks back at Remnii slowly, with nothing but complete and abject sorrow.

Remnii is quiet for a long moment, and Velen also stands in silence.

Remnii looks back to where the conjured figures of Shaspira were.

Velen takes a deep breath.

Remnii stands up.

Remnii looks resigned, and very resolute.

Velen looks back at Remnii and smiles.

Velen leans down and gives Remnii a soft kiss on her forehead.

Velen brushes Remnii’s hair away from her face and the headband she is wearing.

The dream starts to fade away, and Velen and Remnii embrace one last time. Suddenly, Remnii awakens, clutching herself, right outside the tiny hut in the early morning.

May 8th

The party wakes up to Remnii pacing outside.

Vel drops the tiny hut.

Remnii takes a breath, and her eyes are puffy from crying.

They break fast and Vel starts summoning the phantom steeds.

Uther has a thousand yard stare for a moment.

Remnii explains what Velen told her of the situation.

Vel chokes on her goodberry.

Vel is recovering from choking on the goodberry, and Elissa pats her on the back.

Remnii sniffles and straightens up.

Uther and Vel exchange a look, and Uther nods.

Remnii’s mouth flaps.

Remnii is crying.

Seria looks at the group.

Elissa and Remnii both start sobbing again.

Remnii continues to sob as Vel finishes up the phantom steeds. They travel for a few hours, and finally they crest a dune. There is a poorly paved road down below, and a large wall surrounding a huge city. There is an open gate up ahead, but the buildings inside dwarf the surrounding walls. It’s a bustling, goblin-made metropolis. There are dozens and dozens walking about the city, and there are a few people heading in and out. Over the gate, there is a large wrench, and there is a sign that says “Welcome Gadgetzan”.

There is yelping up ahead, and there are creatures that look like quadrupedal gnolls, and the figures walking with them are also gnolls. They are carrying sacks, and one of them yelps something after the group as they pass, but it’s in gnollish.

As the party approaches the gate, they see two goblins guarding the gate. One of them squints up at the group.

They head into the city, and there are mostly goblins, but also some humans. There are also some strange people: another gnoll sitting in a side alley picking through some trash, for instance. But the entire place seems to be some sort of hub. They pass an outdoor forge covered by a beautiful tent. There is an elf working shirtless pounding on an anvil. Scooping a handful of something from a pouch is a massive humanoid creature that looks like a bison with two long horns and pitch black fur. He has a black smith apron down his front, and he is scooping something into his mouth. There are many strange people, including some trolls.

Seria, however, feels like they’re being followed. There’s a shadowy figure that will pop out of an alley to look at something, but they seem to be following them. There is a wolf following not too far behind.

As they head closer to the center of town, the figure seems to get closer, until the figure is just straight following them.

Seria goes over to Vel and whispers they are being followed, and Vel summons Arkha’din, who coils around her shoulder, and then she peers through his eyes to look back. There are a couple of things of note: they are very tall, and there are a few features--such as the sway of a tail, and the flash of backlit eyes.

Vel turns fully around.

Remnii turns around, and Vel nods at the figure following them.

She pulls her hood down, showing a relieved smile.

Remnii immediately goes for the figure, who she immediately recognizes as Samaara, and slams into her. Samaara catches her.

Samaara looks at the group, and at Vel and Seria.

Samaara introduces herself and thanks them for protecting Remnii, who is like a sister to her.

Samaara looks down at the wolf beside her, who is purplish in hue, and seems to be wearing jewelry.

Samaara gestures for the others to follow.

Remnii quickly fills her in that she made contact with Velen and she knows where they are.

Samaara leads them to the eastern section of town, and there is an old building under construction. There are a number of humans and elves in the area, with the sigil of the Reliquary showing in various areas. Mixed with the elves and humans are other members of the Ati’kaso.

There are also members of the Waned present, which Vel notices. She is starting to put together who she needs to speak to.

They walk into the building, and there are three figures. One is immediately recognized as Kilnar, who is wearing a loose, light dress with a veil over her head.

Near her are two elves. One is darker skinned with curly black hair. She is exceptionally short, and another who is a tall, regal-looking elf who floats a few inches above the ground. He adjusts a monocle over his eye.

Kilnar stops dead in her conversation, her eyes fixed on Vel.

She starts to laugh as she takes in the rest of the group.

Kilnar walks over to Vel and brushes hair from her face.

She and Vel momentarily embrace.

Kilnar then looks at Remnii.

Kilnar looks at Elissa.

And then Kilnar looks to Seria and Riff.

She holds out a hand, and Seria just looks at it.

Kilnar smiles at both of them.

She gestures to the others.

She holds a hand to Vel, who takes it.

She waves and then hurries off.

The wolf is looking at Vel intently.

They step into a room that’s largely empty except for crates to sit on.

She looks at the others.

There’s a knowing look between them.

The wolf is no longer looking at Vel, and Kilnar’s eyes shift to the wolf.

Kilnar’s chin goes up, and a hand covers her mouth.

Seria is now looking at the wolf, as he seems to be listening intently.

Vel nods.

She looks at the wolf.

The wolf rolls his eyes, and rapidly transfigures himself into the form of a night elf with lilac skin. He has a scythe strapped across his back that seems to be made of shaped, gnarled wood with a great fang affixed to it.

Remnii, Seria, and Vel translate that as “master of the fang”

Kilnar nods.

Remnii holds a hand on her heart and bows.

He looks embarrassed.

Tol’vas looks at Kilnar and sighs, looking embarrassed.

Vel nods.

Tol'vas shape shifts into a worgen. Vel looks very tired, and Kilnar puts a hand on her shoulder.

He holds out the scythe.

He gestures to himself.

He straps the scythe back to his back.

Tol’vas shrugs.

Tol’vas grins at her, and the rest of the group disperses to allow Kilnar and Vel some privacy to speak.

Kilnar raises her brow.

Kilnar brushes Vel’s hair out of her face and lets her go.

This page was last edited on January 30, 2021, at 11:30 AM

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