Legacy (World of Warcraft)

Chapter Seven: Of Warlock's and Hunters

            Angela walked the streets of Stormwind with Garaan in tow, looking to buy a portal to Theramore. She has had little luck this far for it seems that finding a mage for a portal is a lot harder than Angela expected.

            "Why does no one want my gold?" she asked Garaan.

            I am sure many would want your gold Angela. She heard within her head, as Garaan looked at her with a seemingly blank expression.

            "I do not appreciate the sarcasm cat. You know what I mean!"

            And I do not like your tone human, was the reply she got. Angela laughed louder than expected, acquiring a few stares from the crowd of people. She tenderly rubbed Garaan behind his ears before continuing with her search.

            Hours went by and she was not able to find any freelancer mage to help with a portal.

            "I'll take your money!" She heard from the shadows.

            The hooded speaker was male with the distinctive pitch indicating he was a gnome. His light green moustache was the little bit of colour that popped out of the shadows.. As Angela looked upon him an ominous feeling came upon her as a result of the questionable magic he is trained in.

            "Are you a mage?" Angela asked cautiously.

            "Nope." he replied adamantly. "I can lead you to Theramore though?"

            He stepped into the light. Angela could see his features more precisely. His face had the general impression of a grimace but as Angela looked closer she saw that he also has smiled much. His robes were black, purple and bright green. The wear and tear of the elegant robes tells Angela that he has been on many adventures. 

            "How would you know of this, Warlock?" Angela asked inquisitively.

            "I have met Jaina myself." He paused for a while as if waiting for Angela to say something. "As you can tell there is well reasoned discriminations against Warlocks. I had to meet Jaina to prove myself to the alliance."

            "Did you prove yourself?" Angela asked.

            The Gnome sighed outwardly as indication of his annoyance towards the common sense answer. "If I did not, do you think I would be here talking with you?"

            Angela looked at him with shock realizing how foolish her question was. She blushed brightly. "How did you prove yourself?"

            "I demonstrated that I wanted to use my powers to help the alliance." 

            "I have not seen any Warlocks who openly fight for the alliance." Angela stated. "You have spiked my interest, little gnome."

            "Well in that case let me escort you to Theramore." He replied stoically.

            "I have been to Theramore Isle before, so I do know the road. Was just hoping to find a mage around to port me."

            "Well then I am afraid I cannot help you there the only portal I can summon is a demonic gate but that does not work for this situation."

            "Would you like to join me to Theramore. It would be nice to have company, and learn more about using your powers for good." Angela said "Sadly I am very ignorant of the warlock's power."