Deep within the forest of Duskwood hid a circular mountain ridge; Inside the ridge was an abandoned and dysfunctional twilight portal amiss the area called Twilight Grove.
Walking slowly down the slopping hill was a purple haired, blue skinned, night elf woman in heavy plate that jingled with each step. Beside her was a small elven child that barely came up to her knees that was dressed in shirt and shorts and was filled with energy.
Below, in the large clearing of the grove sat a group of people, chatting like nothing could ever be wrong with the world. Standing near the portal, high above everyone with a proud grin was the man known as Sheikaris Wrathblade. The mighty warrior and leader of 'The Lineage' was known greatly for his prowess in battle, and the kindness of heart. He had gathered many wonderful and extraordinary people to join his cause, all with hearts full of passion and lips of sweet words.
Something left the new woman and her child on edge as they walked closer to the group. The mother kept her eyes trained on the man that she had been sent to speak with.
Noting the newcomer, Sheik held out his arms and bellowed over the clearing, "Welcome!"
The child hid behind the mother's leg as they walked forward.
"Rosaria! It's good to see you again! Zenith has missed you." Sheik says, shaking the mother's hand.
"Good to see you again, too, Lord Sheik... This is my daughter, Alexa." Rosa smiles, shaking his hand.
A small blue whelping flutters over to the child, puffing a ring of frost at her and causing the child to giggle and relax.
This was Lineage.... This was family....
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