<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d6/KeshiTag.jpg)</div>Keshi leaned against the cool stone of a ruined wall.  She was battered, bruised and exhausted.  It was all the Light of Naaru could do to keep Alexander alive after Drogan had fallen.  The dwarf had been a stalwart ally and Keshi would miss his gruff but tender wisdom.  He was with the Light now, there would be time to morn he and Mellis later.  They were not out of the dark yet and their greatest test was still ahead.<br/><br/>Keshi had put aside her own injuries to care for her companions, healing even the Orc and Blood Elf before taking a moment to rest.  A gash in her thigh still oozed blue blood where some poison was keeping it from coagulating.  She would have to tend to it soon before it festered, but other than the pain it wasn’t life threatening.  Her periwinkle skin was dotted with dark blue and purple welts and tiny cuts, but these were nothing compared to the wounds the light had healed among the others.<br/><br/>The Draenei raised her stag skin to her lips letting the last of her cool crisp water touch her cobalt lips and caress her parched throat.  The simple, refreshing sensation gave her a clarity that allowed Keshi to gather what reserves she could for what they were about to face.  With a silent prayer she pushed her weary body away from the wall, using her staff to help her.  The rest were gathering for the final push and they would need the Light of the Naaru if they were to see themselves through.<br/><br/>The Orc looked to be readying herself for the breach.  There was much hatred between the Orcs and her kin, but the Naaru remember a time when the orcs were not as they were now when the Orc and Draenei lived side by side in peace.  Perhaps that was now a distant dream but Keshi could feel the Light and it held only sorrow for the actions that lead to such hatred.<br/><br/>“Keshi” she said as a way of introduction and stood before the imposing warrior of the Horde.  Where the Blood Elf held the same lithe, delicate beauty as Melhora, the fierce beauty of Rhea was no less attractive to the young priestess of the Naaru.  “May the Light of the Naaru guide and protect you.” She offered before slipping into a liturgy in Draenei.  Keshi could feel the light with her flow over the Orc woman to shield her from harm and fortify her from danger.<br/>