   Hulan smoothed down her dress and inspected her hair closely in the mirror, tidying away a few stray wisps. She turned to her father, “Wha’ do ye think Pa?” |
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 The noise and bustle of Stormwind faded as Hulan stared at the stark, black words that leaped out from the pale paper. Your Ma…fading fast…come home Thrusting the paper into her bag, Hulan turned and raced through Stormwind towards the Gryphon roost. Ignoring angry exclamations as she barged by slow-moving pedestrians Hulan ran like she’d [...] |
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Hulan and Borron sat in their “secret” place overlooking Elwynn Forest. The campfire Borron had made was dying down and he reluctantly removed his arm from around Hulan and stirred himself to build it up again. Hulan hugged her knees and followed him with her eyes, fiddling with the red ribbon tied around her wrist. [...] |
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Hulan dismounted and tethered her ram, Cloud, to a tree near to the little stone house. She adjusted her armour and grinned down at the white bear by her side. “Come on Blanche” she said quietly. The bear followed her and stood patiently while she knocked hard on the door. Thorden Stonefist opened the door, [...] |
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“Aaaaaaaaagh!” Nulyn screamed as she slammed the door. Thorden came running, hammer in hand, to see his wife pale and trembling. “B-b-bear,” she stammed in response to his unspoken question. |
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“I’m so sorry Pa”, whispered Hulan, her voice cracking as she struggled to hold back her tears. Thorden Stonefist looked into his daughter’s brimming eyes and felt a lump rise in his throat. |
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