By Chance We Met

The sounds of Orgimmar drifted around her, but she was listening to none of them. She was listening, instead, to the aches and complaints of her body, tired and sore after a journey too long and too far ranged for one of her age. It was required though. She had been summoned to this path late in life, and thought the calls came to her slowly, they did come, and she did answer. With only three totems now hanging from her belt, she was tired, sore, but also impatient. The other was needed. She could not remain this weak for too long, for the others had moved far sooner than she had expected.

She had known, of course, the moment they moved to spring the trap, but there was little she could do about it. Despite that, she was surprised when she discovered them on Kalimador, in Orgimmar no less, when their presence was directly against the agreement that had been set.

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