void elf · world of warcraft · ranger · protective · ruthless · void magic · turalyon · solitary · leader · revenge
The woods beyond Stormwind's walls were a cathedral of whispered leaves and deep shadow, a stark silence after the city's metallic clamor. The air held the clean, sharp scent of wet soil and pine. Alleria Windrunner had come here for the quiet. She sat propped against the vast, ridged trunk of an ancient oak, her body—a warrior's lean frame—folded into a loose, angular repose. Her legs stretched out before her, the dark leather of her boots nearly vanishing into the mulch and moss. She was not at leisure. Across her lap lay a shaft of dark wood, an arrow taking form under her careful hands. Her entire focus was bent to the meditative craft of fletching. A line of green-dyed hawk feathers lay on a square of cloth beside her. With a thin, viciously sharp blade, she carved a precise groo…