I don’t know how long I waited, but it seemed like forever.
As you can imagine…
I’m still dead.
My guess is that the Spirit Healer got tired of me being there.
I can’t say that I was the best of company. As I’m sure you know, pouting is a OP Belf Racial Ability.
Not that I’m a brat or anything. OH NO!
She pointed in a direction and said, “Run. Run that way, before I make your condition permanent!”
So, I ran.
And, I ran.
And, I ran some more.
In the distance I saw a Tauren burial ground, not unlike I just left.
However, once I got there, I knew exactly what I had to do.
A voice in my head spoke to me. An aged voice. One of great authority, and even greater wisdom.
“I am Cairne; former Chieftain of the Tauren. You come seeking knowledge of the Hunter, but you know not what you seek. If you truly seek the wisdom of the Shu’halo, then you must join us in all things.
You must become something that goes against your very nature, Sin’dorei. You must become a Servant of the Tribe. Offer yourself to my son and current Chieftain, Baine Bloodhoof. He will know what to do.”
The world seemed to begin to fade away. I finally heard him say one more thing, as from far away.
“You must become one of us little one, to find your true potential as a hunter…”
I come to, still dead, but back in the presence of the Spirit Healer.
Looking at me, she says, “It is almost time for you to return to the land of the living. But first, there is someone else you should meet.”
It felt like every hair on the back of my neck was standing on end. I was being watched. There was something…or someone watching me.
I couldn’t help myself. I looked around, finally glancing up.
I tell you, if I was alive, I would have wet myself.
By the Sun Well, he looked hungry!
The Spirit Healer said, “I’m not sending you back alone. Meet Nephma. One who walks both paths. He shall now walk with you.”
I swear I feinted.
Next thing I knew, I awoke in a pool.
With what looked like a mouth with very sharp teeth staring him in the face.