Xanthia Lieu

Gloved hands pushed the canvas tent flaps aside as the Kaldorei slipped into the faint morning light, the war trodden dirt beneath her feet crunching softly. The embers of the nights campfires lay in their own ashes, scattered in piles throughout the Alliances camp ground. The siege towers loomed over head, their monstrous size acting as a threatening vision of war to the opposing side.