Guardians of the Circle (Alexander & Shandragontear)
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				Title: <strong>Guardians of the Circle (Alexander &amp; Shandragontear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 11:28:02</strong>
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				At three hundred years of age Morrigane had only recently come of age, an adult among the Kal'dorie. Her monthly courses had come and gone for the first time a week or two ago. It changed little in her life though.<br><br>She'd gone about her training as any other day, doing a few errands here and there around Kalimdor. Now she found her self laying upon the soft lush grass, those glowing gold eyes gazing up at the moon it's iridescent glow forever trapped with in the small valley of moonglade. It always seemed to be in the glow of moonlight, during mid day.<br><br>Rolling on to her side a contented smile hung on her lips as she enjoyed the feel of the plants around her, the cool night air on her blush colored skin. Her eyes were tattooed in red, in a leaf or butterfly like shape. Her blue hair hung at shoulder length, part of it drawn back in to a pony tail, wild vines budding with delicate flowers were woven here and there through her hair. She was dressed in robes that seemed to be made in part by leaves, with a generously deep neck line. Her feet were bare, her staff laying some where off to the side, she rarely used it any how.<br><br>She seemed to some how almost drink in the life that radiated off the world around her, looking almost natural sleeping in the forest. Just another creature of the world enjoying a cozy forest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Guardians of the Circle (Alexander &amp; Shandragontear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>04-01-2010, 20:40:04</strong>
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				Deep in the moonglade rested another soul as well. He walked slowly along the bridges overlaying the lakes and streams dotting the tranquil glade, observing the wildlife as he walked. Tram Highmesa, a Tauren druid and member of the earthen ring observed the place where he made his home. In truth, he traveled wherever he was needed, wherever the earthen ring required him to help ease the sufferings of the wilds and the creatures that dwell within them. He had only recently returned here to take his rest from a long task complete. He had wondered if the forests of Felwood would ever heal from the invasion of the burning legion.<br><br>He had found himself walking with heavy steps across the fields, long braids of hair running from the top of his head, his tall and muscular frame, the frame of a warrior as most of his kind a gentle sight, despite his appearance to those unused to him. It was as he walked that he noticed a Night elf woman relaxing amongst the foliage. She was young for her kind, he could tell to a degree. He had spent a great deal among their kind in his time as a Druid. The trivial wars between the Alliance and horde were of little consequence here. They were all races, all denizens of Azaroth here. The druids were comprised of both Elves, and Tauren.<br><br>"You seem to be enjoying your rest young one." He decided to speak with her. He had not before seen her here before. He stopped, offering what he could of a smile to her. "You too are a druid of the Earthen ring, am I correct in assuming?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Guardians of the Circle (Alexander &amp; Shandragontear)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shandragontear</strong> on <strong>07-01-2010, 06:39:12</strong>
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				Morrigane sat up hearing an unfamiliar voice. Her gaze turned to glance curiously up at the near by tauren, offering a some what embarrassed smile at his observation. "Aye." She said lightly.<br><br>Shifting she pushed her self up so she was standing, brushing her robes off a bit. "Aye, as are you." She observed a polite smile lingering on her lips. "I am Morrigane Frostshadow." She introduced her self as a few of those blue strands fell across her gold eyes.<br><br>She'd never really been on the battle field against the Horde, most of her life had been spent studying to be a druid. The war seemed foolish, as she understood it's history it was between orc's and humans, and had simply branched out through their allies. None of it seemed to make sense in this day, their reasons for waring long forgotten. Here they were simply druid's.
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