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Check it out [url=https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B2XYVYHC]HERE![/url]\n\nDrenan's gotten a fair bit of growth, what with his journey through Ashenvale. Guess it's Lyrah's turn!\n\nStill feel bad for the bull though, he sounds like he's a wreck. :/\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Blizzard owns races/classes/setting, all fiction, characters mine, etc.  Consider checking out my Linktree to see where else I'm active, or if you're feeling generous I suppose!

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Drenan's gotten a fair bit of growth, what with his journey through Ashenvale.  Guess it's Lyrah's turn!

Still feel bad for the bull though, he sounds like he's a wreck. :/

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Starting a volcano is power, but your ancestors bolster your abilities as well, including the ability to [i]heal[/i].”\n\n\tThis gave Lyrah pause. “What are you saying?”\n\n\tMagatha rolled her eyes. “Draenor is greatly untamed land, and shaman have deep connections to the spirits here, as well as one’s ancestors, regardless if they lived here or not. Your pilgrimage begins now, and will end when you either forfeit your journey, or complete it. 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I, on the other hand, have been waiting for you for some time, knowing that, at your age, you would be thrust here sooner or later under such circumstances. I find there is an additional element of danger when one enters here without protection, and it strengthens my resolve and pull over the spirit world.”\n\n\tThe younger shaman nodded slowly. “A-alright then… so, what do I have to [i]do[/i] exactly?”\n\n\tMagatha scoffed and turned away. “I have guided you enough. You must find your own path to reach your own destination here. Now begone, granddaughter, and do not call on me again.” In a blur, Magatha’s form shimmered out of existence, and her ethereal staff fell to the ground without a sound.\n\n\tLyrah was uncertain if this was intentional. She bent over and picked up the staff to inspect it, but it looked altogether ordinary. Perhaps that was just her grandmother’s callous way of giving her something to defend herself with. Regardless of intention, Lyrah turned back the way Drenan had gone with her body, and promptly rushed down the steps after him.\n\n\t“Dad!” she called out when she saw him once more, still carrying her body and speaking to the draenei, though she couldn’t understand them. “Hey! I’m right here!” Still no response. She hurriedly caught up to them and tried to slip in front of him, but the bull just trundled right through her. Even her own body passed through her, much to her frustration. “Shit, that was dumb,” she muttered to herself, knowing full well she couldn’t interact with them unless she willed herself back onto the material plane… which, strangely, she did not feel the compulsion to do. It wasn’t exactly comfortable projecting herself as she was, but the world around her did seem to compel her to stay.\n\n\tLyrah followed them for a bit longer, until the draenei had directed him to a Horde outpost with stationed medics. It was here that Lyrah felt a deep thrum in her very core, and she turned her gaze westward instead… toward Hellfire Citadel. Each time she looked back at where her body had been taken, that thrum grew stronger. Ultimately, Lyrah let out a deep sigh. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’ll be back as soon as I can be. I love you.” Clutching the staff tighter, Lyrah started cautiously heading west, leaving her body further and further behind.\n\n* * * * *\n\n\t“Hmm… she seems ta be perfectly fine,” a troll shaman echoed with his hands on either side of Lyrah’s unconscious head. “I t’ink she be communin’ wit’ da spirits. She be breathin’ just fine.”\n\n\tDrenan squeezed his daughter’s unconscious hand. “When will she wake?”\n\n\tThe troll shook his head. “Dat remains ta be seen. Shaman don’t go dere wit’out good reason. I be t’inkin’ she be summoned dere. Could be a few hours. Could be weeks. 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\t”Be at ease, you yet live, as does my great grandson,” Magatha uttered.  “Your spirit has connected with the spirit world.  I am simply here to act as your guide.”

\tLyrah’s chest heaved, though there was no real need to breathe.  “Wh-why did this happen?  I didn’t ask for this!”

\t”You are overdue, if you wish to know the truth,” she said a bit more brusquely.  “Your ability to command the elements has made you blind to the other, equally important aspects of shamanism.  You are gifted, yes, but when is the last time you have meditated?”

\tLyrah’s mouth drew into a thin line.

\t”When did you last commune with your ancestors?  How did your spiritual pilgrimage go?” Magatha pressed.  Lyrah didn’t answer.  “There are many facets to our abilities that we must tend to in order to maintain our power.  Starting a volcano is power, but your ancestors bolster your abilities as well, including the ability to heal.”

\tThis gave Lyrah pause.  “What are you saying?”

\tMagatha rolled her eyes.  “Draenor is greatly untamed land, and shaman have deep connections to the spirits here, as well as one’s ancestors, regardless if they lived here or not.  Your pilgrimage begins now, and will end when you either forfeit your journey, or complete it.  If you forfeit, however, your abilities will be significantly weaker, as will your connection to the elements as a whole.”

\t“I… I see,” Lyrah said reluctantly.  “Will my body be okay?”

\tMagatha floated past Lyrah to sneer as Drenan and the draenei rushed off the steps and into the jungle.  “The hands your body is in may not be capable, but… they do care for you.”

\tLyrah grimaced.  “Will you stop bashing my dad?”

\t“You cannot command a spirit to do even something so simple just yet,” Magatha snapped angrily.  “Must you continue to prattle on and waste both of our time?”

\tLyrah’s hands balled into fists, but she did not act.  “Alright, one more question then:  Why are we naked?”

\t“A fair question,” Magatha agreed more calmly.  “Considering you entered the realm of spirits without meaning to, you had no control over what you brought with you.  I, on the other hand, have been waiting for you for some time, knowing that, at your age, you would be thrust here sooner or later under such circumstances.  I find there is an additional element of danger when one enters here without protection, and it strengthens my resolve and pull over the spirit world.”

\tThe younger shaman nodded slowly.  “A-alright then… so, what do I have to do exactly?”

\tMagatha scoffed and turned away.  “I have guided you enough.  You must find your own path to reach your own destination here.  Now begone, granddaughter, and do not call on me again.”  In a blur, Magatha’s form shimmered out of existence, and her ethereal staff fell to the ground without a sound.

\tLyrah was uncertain if this was intentional.  She bent over and picked up the staff to inspect it, but it looked altogether ordinary.  Perhaps that was just her grandmother’s callous way of giving her something to defend herself with.  Regardless of intention, Lyrah turned back the way Drenan had gone with her body, and promptly rushed down the steps after him.

\t“Dad!” she called out when she saw him once more, still carrying her body and speaking to the draenei, though she couldn’t understand them.  “Hey!  I’m right here!”  Still no response.  She hurriedly caught up to them and tried to slip in front of him, but the bull just trundled right through her.  Even her own body passed through her, much to her frustration.  “Shit, that was dumb,” she muttered to herself, knowing full well she couldn’t interact with them unless she willed herself back onto the material plane… which, strangely, she did not feel the compulsion to do.  It wasn’t exactly comfortable projecting herself as she was, but the world around her did seem to compel her to stay.

\tLyrah followed them for a bit longer, until the draenei had directed him to a Horde outpost with stationed medics.  It was here that Lyrah felt a deep thrum in her very core, and she turned her gaze westward instead… toward Hellfire Citadel.  Each time she looked back at where her body had been taken, that thrum grew stronger.  Ultimately, Lyrah let out a deep sigh.  “I’m sorry, Daddy.  I’ll be back as soon as I can be.  I love you.”  Clutching the staff tighter, Lyrah started cautiously heading west, leaving her body further and further behind.

* * * * *

\t“Hmm… she seems ta be perfectly fine,” a troll shaman echoed with his hands on either side of Lyrah’s unconscious head.  “I t’ink she be communin’ wit’ da spirits.  She be breathin’ just fine.”

\tDrenan squeezed his daughter’s unconscious hand.  “When will she wake?”

\tThe troll shook his head.  “Dat remains ta be seen.  Shaman don’t go dere wit’out good reason.  I be t’inkin’ she be summoned dere.  Could be a few hours.  Could be weeks.  Ya gonna have ta feed her and whatnot if she ain’t back by tomorrah.”

\tDrenan grunted, on the verge of panic and anger alike.  This had never happened before, and with Lyrah still pregnant, Drenan was finding it almost impossible to stay calm, but couldn’t let it out beyond just holding Lyrah’s hand.  It didn’t help that Kacheya had flown off moments after Lyrah had fallen.  “Thank you,” he rumbled, trying to bite back as much of his frustration as he could.  “I need to get to Talador with her then.  Can you spare a medic to travel with me?”

\tThe troll frowned.  “Sorry, mon.  I be de only one here.  Horde’s ordahs, I can’t leave my post.”

\t“DAMMIT!” Drenan boomed and slammed his fist on a nearby wooden table, turning it into splinters.  “She could die if we do not do something, and we cannot stay here!”

\tThe troll sighed and said, “Gimme a minute,” before leaving the tent.  Left alone with Lyrah, Drenan couldn’t take his eyes off his daughter.  Her chest rose and fell evenly, as if she were just asleep, but none of his gentle jostling would wake her.  Drenan struggled to blink back uncontrollable tears.  “We should not have come here,” he rasped quietly.
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