All around the world the war against the Legion raged. Towns, villages, cities and families felt the fire and destruction from the hordes of demons descending upon the land. Up in the floating city of Dalaran the mages council were hard at work gathering power to teleport the entire city away from the on going attack.
Within it's walls, clad in gold, silver and purple crystal armor a tall Draenei woman strode to a building in the edge of town. She did not walk casually or slow, her stride was determined, fluid and quick. Those she passed stepped out of her way fearing that they may very well get pushed down or run over. Upon entering the building age looked around till an older human woman was spotted coming her way. Short words and a hand full of gold coins were exchanged before the human led Sedeela over to stand on a rune marked circle. There was a flash of power, a flux of energy in the shop and when it all faded the draenei was nowhere around to be seen.
On a whole different