Aylora

Hunter, Night Elf, female, savior … All these words describe she who saved me from certain doom when my clan was massacred by the quillboar many ages ago. To track anyone (or anything) in the wide world of Azeroth was difficult enough, but to track someone who was Alliance, almost impossible. As much money as I have spent on bribes to find her, many of the reports I received about her could not be verified. Reportedly a member of a small Alliance guild Obliterati, tales of her adventures were like whispers in the wind. It is said that the Obliterati, comprising a seasoned hodge-podge of Alliance classes and races, were a tight knit group, whose origins descended from a long-dead, and almost mythical, coven known as only as “C.O.T.D.”. Given the strained and uneasy relationship between the Horde and the Alliance, it is almost a certainty that I would never get the chance to meet with my savior again, or know if she continues to roam through lands that I would never see. Perhaps one day, and I pray this to be so, Horde and Alliance can live in true peace and harmony, that the true nature of “humanity” can be fully valued.