The draenei man lay there, looking as though he was asleep, shifting as though he were dreaming. Or remembering.
Argus, 25000 years ago.
The draenei boy ran across the field playing with the girl that was there with him. It was a simple game of tag, but everything in the world was perfect for them. Just two friends having fun.
Finally tiring, both of them collapsed, laying with their heads next to each other.
"Xana, we'll always be friends, right?"
"Well duh Shad, we'll be friends..."
Argus, before leaving
"Xana, I don't understand. It doesn't seem like something Elicoor would do."
A tall draenei man sat across from a very distraught woman trying to rationalize things.
"Shad. He killed her...he...my Zorana..."
"Xana, are you absolutely sure?"
"Yes fel damnit! I'm sure."
Shadoren sighed as he looked out the window to see the city of Mac'aree, "It's almost time. Come on."
Xana'ri nods as she follows Shadoren out the door to where the followers of Velen were to meet, the highest mountain on the longest day of the year. There they waited until the Naaru saved them, barely, from becoming man'ari. The only comfort Shadoren had was that he had seen Elicoor there amongst those that fled. Xana couldn't have been right...
Random planet 10,000 years ago.
The draenei man paced outside the door, waiting for possibly the most important news of his life.
"Shad. Shad. SHAD!" a woman was sitting, very calmly, at a chair just outside the door, "It's okay. Merliss will be fine, as will the child."
"How can you be sure! Light bless. She's been in there for hours Lycannon! Hours!"
The woman chuckled, "And? It takes time Shad. The priest has to be careful. Perha-"
The door opened, and a woman, obviously a priestess, smiled at Shad as he rushed to the door looking very anxious.
"She is ready."
With one last glance at Lycannon, who just urged him to go in and meet his child, he rushed into the room where his wife and newborn were. He sat there as he watched his beautiful wife hold their child. His first child.
"Is it a-"
"He's a boy. Want to come meet him?"
Nodding dumbly he walked over to where his Merliss was holding his boy. A son...
"He's so small..."
"Well did you expect him to come out as big as you are?"
"What's his name?"
Smiling at Shadoren, Merliss simply stated, "Jhaedon. After your father. I thought you'd like that."
Eyes tearing up, Shad just smiled and nodded, reaching a finger out to gently stroke his sons cheek.
"Jhaedon..."
Draenor, first landing.
Walking off the ship Shadoren looked at the new landscape that was to be his home.
"Well, it's pretty." Lycannon walked off to stand next to Shad as other draenei shuffled off the ship to look at their new home.
Smirking and looking at Lyc, "Very. I wonder if there are native people. There seem to be animals, " a group of Talbuks ran by, eyeing the newcomers, "Though they look strange."
"Well. No time to waste kiddies, let's see if we can find ourselves someplace to call our own." Merliss says as she rushes past the two, her children following her...
Tuurem
"Lycannon, you're using him."
The woman looks at Shadoren, "And?"
Shadoren sighs and tries to get it through her head, "You're using Aselleus, and one day he's going to realize it."
"Please, Aselleus is too oblivious to realize anything."
After the slaughter at Karabor
The draenei man stood there, his cleric robes covered in blue blood, but not his own.
Gone. They were all gone.
Merliss.
Jhaedon.
Elsila.
What about Lycannon and Elicoor? Or the twins Kaludra and Harpagos...
And with those thoughts, he screamed a blood curdling scream. The Light had forsaken his family, and now he was forsaking the Light. No more would he be a cleric.
As these memories were flooding through his head, a single thought entered.
They're coming.
