A somewhat harried looking courier handed a wilted envelope to the young paladin as he and his friends came clattering off the practice field, their plate armor gleaming dully in the afternoon sun. As Marc took the letter the courier grumbled something about love struck girls and Light forsaken portals and never traveling to Stormwind again before he gave the group of fighters a final glare and scuttled back the way he’d come.
Marc looked down at the envelope, noticing immediately that it was from Regynn. He looked back toward the retreating courier, shrugging off the ribald comments of his friends as he hefted his sword, carrying it and the letter back to his room.
Unfurling the page, he caught the scent of the sea along with a...
The bell gave a merry little jingle as the door opened; Kyalith glanced up over the rim of her glasses before carefully placing the ribbon that marked her place between the pages of her book. She slid from her stool and tucked a stray strand of auburn hair behind her ear as she strained to make out the figure that had just entered the shop. The setting sun shone through the windows, casting the newcomer in backlit darkness, a black silhouette that stood looking at her from across the room.
“Can I help you?” she asked, somewhat proud that her voice didn’t betray her emotions.
The figure moved slowly, taking several steps closer until Kya could see the deep hood that covered its head, and the heavy coat that draped it from...