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The soldier's name was Kaelen, a name that echoed the young mage apprentice Leon had met in Theramore, but this Kaelen was a world-weary guardsman with a family in Lakeshire. His gratitude was palpable, but so was his despair. "Lad, you're kind, but it's hopeless,"…

Dawn broke, grey and reluctant, over the rain-soaked hills. Leon emerged from his rocky crevice stiff and cold, his clothes still damp. The memory of the previous day's carnage was a fresh wound in his mind. He ate a small, tasteless piece of waybread, his…

The drizzle turned into a steady, cold rain that clung to the pine needles and dripped from the branches with a persistent rhythm. Leon pulled his cloak tighter, but the dampness seeped through, chilling him to the bone. The forest here in the foothills was…

The air was cold and sharp with the promise of dawn as Leon left the last familiar cottages of Goldshire behind. He did not take the main road, the well-trodden path that led to Stormwind. Instead, he struck out towards the northeast, following the edge…

Leon did not return home until long after dark. The moon was high, casting a silver pallor over the sleeping village. The smithy was dark, but a single candle flickered in the window of their living quarters above. He climbed the stairs slowly, his feet…