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((Moreyn))

Greeting, i am Moreyn., I heard that my master has told you how we met, and my servitude to her, now i wish to tell my story, however, before i comtinue, those of you who hear this, or read of it at a later date must swear not to tell my master of what i am going to say unless i or Astana give permission.

I was once a lesser acolyte of the blood elves, a simple person, doing my best to honor the rules to which i bound myself. It was not long after my inception that i met a young blood elf maiden. Her name was Moranya, she was assistant to the High Priest, and in training to one day replace her master.

Despite it being forbidden because of my rank, i tried my best to woo her. Who would have known that she would have looked upon we with kindness.

Those were the happiest days of my life. we had to keep our relationship secret. but it was difficult, eventually we were discovered by another young priest who was jelous of me gaining her favour over him. I was then forced to leave the priesthood, else my love would have had too leave. such is the nature of the blood elf temple.

With nothing to stop us, we were wed that summers eve, it was not long afterwards that a strange and deadly plague began spreading throughout the kingdom of Lorderon. My wife and two other priests were sent with the Paladin and prince, Arthas to try and combat the plague. my wife and I argued for hours and hours about her leaving, she insisted that it would do wonders for our standing among the temple to have her with arthas, I however did not trust him, somthing odd was happening to him that I couldn't quite find...

Moranya left the next day, to my eternal regret, I never wished her farewell, never kissed her goodbye...

I never saw her again....

It was weeks before I left our....my... home again...I knew that I only had one place I could go and fit in once again, I headed to the temple...

Many months later i heard that Arthas had returned from Northrend, slain his father, taken his crown and now was marching upon Silvermoon. I made all haste to get there, to help defend my people, but I was too late....I arrived to find my people nearly wiped out, our home obliterated and an ugly scar going through the middle of our land, constantly creating more scourge troops to attack my city. I rushed to what was left of the temple to see if any had survived. None had.

I wandered the city for hours, aiding those I could. Until i stumbled upon a large gathering, it seemed that our leaders had somehow managed to mimic the powers of the Paladins trained by the alliance and were accepting members.,...