Slaves of Fate [1]
Fendassa reflects on her emotional turmoil after running from the encounter with her returned - and ruined? - brother.
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Tussle in the Jungle - Chapter 6
The danger doesn’t end when the beleaguered adventurers get their charges back to Boralus.
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Quarry found, as well as an extra unanticipated burden, the demon hunter and his companion struggle to get themselves and their charges through the throng of enemies to safety.
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Veldrinas and Sedra start their incursion into the Horde prison camp and their search for Veldrin’s sister.
Read MoreTussle in the Jungle - Chapter 3
The demon hunter and the void knight arrive at the Horde prison camp in the jungle and start finding their way in.
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After a quick ride back to Boralus, Veldrin and Sedra prepare for the mission he’s requested.
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Veldrinas seeks out an ally to help him with an important and dangerous mission into the heart of Horde-controlled Zandalar.
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Veldrinas encounters a familiar face during a routine patrol in Stormsong Valley.
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Veldrinas talks with Tharion to better understand his purpose after defeating the Burning Legion and in the greater scheme of the war between the Alliance and Horde.
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Dalaran
Veldrinas stood on the outer grassy edge of the city of Dalaran with his hands clasped behind his back, and though he stood stock straight, his posture was relaxed.
He gazed south with a stony expression towards the wide open ocean as the sun began to set. It was a beautiful vista. But he did not smile and take pleasure in the rare moment. His thoughts were preoccupied with the recent happenings. Sraath, the Burning Legion, the rekindled faction war, the burning of Teldrassil, and the subsequent siege and Alliance pyrrhic victory over the Horde in Lordaeron.
Unbidden, an old memory came to the surface. One from so long ago, it could have been from a different person.
Then again, I was. Veldrinas thought wryly.
* * *
The sun was nearing the horizon and Veldrinas had awoken early. He stood outside his abode in Ashenvale, watching the sun give way to the coming of night. Standing next to him, leaning on his shoulder, was his wife, Faelivren. His arm was around her, and they were both smiling, blissful even.
* * *
The memory faded and Veldrinas was brought back to the present. At last, the demon hunter indulged in a little smile. After a few more moments, he spoke softly.
"We succeeded, my love. The Burning Legion has been defeated. At long last, your spirit may find peace."
As the hunter continued to watch the day fade to the onset of night, he could have sworn that someone was standing next to him, leaning on his shoulder, her silver hair flowing in the gentle breeze.