Time has passed. My belf hunter has finally come in from the wilderness and is rather off balance. As she made her way through the Eastern Kingdoms.. she ran into the " Lich Queen's" corpse wagons.

She's still not up to speed but she's disgusted. Thrall she's admired for years and he's gone. Cairne has followed him. She's hated the Forsaken ever since their indiscriminate killing of both Horde and Alliance. These are facts that even the wind could whisper to her and facts she lived first hand. She's made a decision, now she seeks out an answer and a transformation. Perhaps a mad worgen.. perhaps she seeks infection from the virus itself.

She's washing her hands of the Horde and turning to the Humans and the Alliance. Thrall thought they were worth something, she now seeks to join their ranks as a Worgen. She's still unsure of all that has passed.. the changes that rush at her like an avalanche. A wise old crone once told her.. " There are always two paths to a destination. One must simply step off one path, then follow the other."

Sounds like good advice to her.

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