The Dark Priest Slumbers

[Dark Priest Kalrash]

Thick clouds shifted throughout his mind. Brief images, and sounds echoing through his lifeless skull. Kalrash tried desperately to cling to an image, a thought, a glimpse of the future. Then it happened, a moment of clarity. The clouds parted, and he saw himself standing once more in the core, over the slain body of Ragnaros. But this was not the future, this was the past. It had been a long time since Kalrash had dreamt about his past, memories were sparce, and fleeting due to his current state of "living". The clouds rolled back in and the images changed, the clouds parted to reveal two new races he had not seen before. One called himself a Dranai, and the other a Blood Elf.

Kalrash had heard of these dying races before, but had never before encountered a true Dranai that had not been tainted by the corruption that spred across the land. He welcomed the Blood Elf into the ranks of the Horde, though skeptical of the career paths that they have chosen.

Then the thoughts solidified into a sharp and clear image; Black Wing Lair. He knew that was where he needed to go next. He knew that Nefarion's evil was not long for this world, and he needed to be stopped. Like his sister before him, the Crushers would take him down, and he would be there to see it to the end.

The dream continued to rapidly change, twist, and distort, flashing images of the portal, outland, and new places that had yet been discovered. All he knew is that when his time arrived, when he finally would wake up, there would be a lot of work to do, and that his guild would need him there on the front lines, where he felt alive once more.

Edited November 12, 2006 by Dark Priest Kalrash

[Rhoach]

((hey Kal ))