Blue wings beat fervently against the wind as the hippogryph crossed into the forests of Ashenvale. The rider’s hands holding on firmly to the reins as the beast galloped through the sky. Circling around the night elven town of Astranaar, the hippogryph descended quickly as Daelyisha came into its sight.
Coming to rest on the soft grass, Daelyisha walked over to the beast, patting it on the neck as its rider feel to the ground. “Ishnu-alah, stranger,” Daelyisha said offering a hand and assisting the rider to their feet. Small dainty hands retracted into her sleeve as the human took back her hands and bowed her head to the kal’dorei woman. Cropped raven coloured hair flowed back over her neck revealing her hazel hued eyes and child-like innocence. “What brings you to Astranaar, young one?”
The girl took a moment to swallow be talking, “My shan’do sent me a long way to find someone.” Her voice seemed to crackle a bit as she struggled to get the words out.
The kal’dorei was taken aback for a moment. While not rare for kal’dorei to teach others, it was rare to see one so young being taught and using such titles as shan’do. A smile graced Daelyshia’s lips as she patted the girl on her head, “Perhaps, before you begin your search anew. You should tend to your throat. Your search may prove easier if you can talk clearly.” She laid gently her hands on the girl’s shoulders, turning her toward the inn, “Go to that building there and seek out Kimlya. Tell her Daelyshia has sent you. She should be able to assist with your throat and perhaps your search.”
The girl turned back and bowed once again, her voice still fading in and out, “Thank you, Miss Daely-shia.” She turned again to the inn, walking towards it as she looked about.
“Ande’thoras-ethil, child,” Daelyshia called out to the child. The hippogryph rubbed its face along her cheek. “Okay, okay. I gather you’re ready for something to eat,” she mused with a bit of a giggle as she returned to her duties as the flight master.
The girl stepped foot into the building and was greeted by a wolf sniffing her leaf green apprentice robes. She nervously moved about as the beast matched her movements. “Dagri,” a woman said sternly as she approached eyeing the wolf. “Forgive him, you miss. He is always like this when those not of our kind come to visit.”
“It’s quite alright. I’m just not well around animals,” the girl said as she strained her voice.
“Wow,” the night elf said in surprise. “That is quite the dry voice you have there, young one.”
The girl touched her hand to her throat, “Miss Daely-shia told me to see a Kimlya about my throat.” The girl’s voice grew quieter as she spoke.
“Say no more,” the kal’dorei interjected as she took the girl’s hand. “Come with me, we’ll find her.” Wading through the collection of elves within the inn, the two made it up to a counter where another woman was folding sheets. “Kimlya,” the girl’s guide said. “You have any more of that tea that helps the healing of the throat?”
The woman paused, “You mean honeymint tea? Yes, Raene, I have plenty. Would you like some?”
“Not for me, but for this human girl.” Raene pointed down which lead Kimlya to lean over the counter and see her.
“Ah, hello young one. Welcome to Astranaar.”
Her hand still upon her throat, she tried to clear it before talking, “T-thank you.”
“By Elune,” Kimlya started with a look of surprise as she set down the sheets. “I see what you meant, Raene.”
The girl drank deep on the cup before lowering it to her lap. The girl looked down through the shallow steam into the auburn liquid that cast the same gaze back at her.
“How do we feel,” Kimlya said as she shuffled her dress under her as she sat down in the chair across from the girl.
“Better, thank you, Miss Kimlya,” the girl said as she ran her hand along her neck.
“Great,” Kimlya soothed as she leaned back in her chair.
“So what brings you to night elven lands, um,” Raene started as she leaned over the girl’s chair.
“Raene,” Kimlya said sternly with her arms folded. “Be more respectful to our guests.”
Raene apologized, but the girl interjected. “It’s quite alright, Miss.” Bowing her head respectfully, “My name is Evelyn. My shan’do sent me here to find her brother.”
“You shan’do, you say,” Kimlya questioned as she exchanged glances with Raene. “That is quite the task for one so young, if I may say so.”
“There are around four thousand people living within this city,’ Raene added as she stood erect.
“Whom has your shan’do sent you to seek out exactly,” Kimlya questioned, clasping her hands on her knee.
“Perhaps we might add you on your quest to find him or her.
“Shan’do Iolani sent me to find her brother, Vithrissel Bladerain. Last she heard anything of him, he was said to be here," Evelyn said jostling in her seat.
“Vithrissel,” Raene questioned for a moment. “Wait, you’re not seeking out ‘Vithri’ Bladerain?
Evelyn turned her gaze upward, “If he is one in the same with my shan’do’s brother, then yes.” The two kal’dorei passed a weary gaze between each other.