Kaldorei Stories

A group of norm-bending priests find themselves leading the most nefarious cult on Azeroth. All led by the strangest of combinations, a female Kaldorei who goes by the name Shin'dal. Her religious faith is devoted to something much more sinister than demons and the undead; her heart lies with the whispers of the Old Gods. Shin'dal story begins with a historical exile which leads to a rude awakening many did not expect.

everybody in this world has a soulmate, but what happens when yours doesn't turn out to be who you'd expect.

A place to keep drabbles of my assortment of night elven OCs. It's a collection of short stories about their family more than anything.

A seasoned Kaldorei warrior speaks of her past in order to ease the fear and tension of her comrades during their current war mission.

Pequeño Fan fic ambientado en el mundo y Lore de World of Warcraft sobre la historia y Lore de mi personaje, Tigry . La historia se situaría en los libros de "La Guerra de los Ancestros"

Grandes histórias às vezes começam com pequenos desencontros. Grandes aventuras às vezes começam com uma viagem corriqueira. Grandes destinos às vezes começam com escolhas simples. Essa é uma história sobre uma elfa noturna que não sabia.

The kaldorei, a race of nocturnal elves, worship the moon. They call her Elune and her priestesses rule as most of the males, druids all, sleep for centuries at a time to buy them all immortality. The beauty of the full moon inspires their healing arts, the half-moon judges, while the new moon deals in secrets and lost knowledge. The Order of Mysteries is one such sect of Elune's shadowed state and it has been led by the Ethala'Aman family since its inception thousands of years ago. While the kaldorei are still immortal, accidents and tragedy may yet take their lives where age and sickness fail. The order's heir in training, Lesara, tries, but she frequently falls short of her mother's high expectations and harsh tactics. While born for the art of shadow, Lesara's heart belongs in the light of healing, rather than secrets, and her mousy ways are ill-suited for her birthright. When her mother returns from war against the demonic Burning Legion, life only grows darker for Lesara. What does a soft-spoken healer do while struggling in the grip of her mother's growing insanity?

Before wars. Before betrayals. They were children. This is the story of Lytavis and Tyrande - their beginnings, their bond, and the innocence that shaped everything to come. In the quiet Temple gardens and starlit halls of Suramar, a friendship takes root... Even as destiny begins to weave in the shadows, carried on the footsteps of two brothers named Illidan and Malfurion. What follows is not prophecy, but childhood - fragile, luminous, and impossible to forget.