Translation
Emalion
awakening
Nobody could remember the awakening of the Dragon Lord 1000 years ago. Time had passed for the world without hearing anything from him, deeply asleep lay in a prison made of ice.
~ Ziva ~
A young blood elf and her mate Zork were on their way back home when the sky darkened. It has rained almost incessantly for the past few weeks, so the two of them took shelter in a nearby tavern. "You are back in the country, Ziva!" it came from a corner of the great room. “Come over and tell us old people something about the world.” Ziva grinned and walked slowly towards the corner. "Now tell Iva." she just saw it and took a sip as her friends burst into questions. "Quiet now, and one after the other." she said with a smile. "Just listen to them." said a man's voice behind them. Ziva felt a slight pressure on her shoulders and looked up. "You're right, Matt." everyone looked at the two. Matt just grinned and then took a closer look at his Iva, she was just as beautiful as before she left.
~ Sanadis ~
1000 years ago my life was ended by the Dragon Lord, or as they were called as mortals, Emalia. The fear was always written on the face of those who had killed Emalia, no one dared to get in her way. Deep down in her lost soul, Sanadis hoped that one day someone would be found who might put an end to their long-ago terror.
There were beings that she would trust but they would never find a way together. Each of these living had a story to tell that went deep into the past.
~ Nami ~
"Nami?" asked a soft voice. In fact, she fell asleep again, if you should catch her it would only cause trouble. The eyelids rose slowly, a little draenei girl looked up at her a little sleepily. "Nami you shouldn't fall asleep." smiled the little one. Nami winked at her and then whispered. "If you don't betray me, nobody will find out." the little one nodded vigorously and ran away. It was just tiring to sit here and watch the ancient scriptures.
~ Kira ~
It is late at night when Kira returns to her village. There was no light in the windows anywhere, the village of the undead lay there. Tired from the long journey, she just managed to drag herself to her little house, where she was overwhelmed by sleep.
Morning broke and Kira rudely woke up from her sleep, someone was pounding on the door. With a grumpy expression she went to the door, opened it and looked astonished at what was hanging there on the door. With an inscription: wanted priestess Kira just arrived back in the village.
~ Melinda ~
Melinda was looking for a way through the tall grass when she heard an animal calling for help.Following the call of the animal, she crossed a piece of forest, called her companion Sora and sent him out to help.
The call stopped and everything was quiet when Mel saw what had been done to the poor animal. Sora drew his circles in the sky to look out for someone to be seen. But there was nothing, absolutely nothing, Mel rested the poor animal to rest and then set off back.
Everyone in her homeland despised her for her abilities and avoided her. The children played in front of her on the way and just looked at her suspiciously, Mel had got used to these looks and yet she didn't like being looked at that way.
~ Joan ~
Joan was on her little tour through the forest of the night elves, she listened to the voice of the forest, the animals and the sea nearby. Her vision of the night had said something unpleasant to her, so she had to be encouraged accordingly. Never before had one of her visions been so full of darkness and hatred for what it meant, she tried to find out, but until now not much had come out of it.
Joan stood at a tree and looked at the restless sea, deep down she knew that something evil would awaken when the time came.
~ Emalia / Dragon Lord ~
Ema slowly woke up from her long dream which she owed to the elders of the time. Her hatred was unbelievable, but first she had to get out of her ice prison to take revenge.
At this thought her face drew a sinister smile, her sleep was over, a gray-filled laugh then calm again.
~ On the sea ~
There had been a small waterquake, but it happened several times a year, so nobody cared about it. The fishermen of the peoples were on their parts of the sea to bring in the catch and bring it ashore. The villages were still in peaceful silence, but this would soon change, destruction would rage.
One tremor chased the other that evening, the residents of Azeroth became aware that something terrible was about to happen. The sea parted and a huge creature appeared, making the world tremble with its roar. The great terrifying creature was now bringing calamity back to the world. Fires blazed everywhere, living beings shouted for help, ran for their lives, but no one could stop the wrath of the Mighty Dragon Lord.
~ Ziva ~
A young blood elf and her mate Zork were on their way back home when the sky darkened. It has rained almost incessantly for the past few weeks, so the two of them took shelter in a nearby tavern. "You are back in the country, Ziva!" it came from a corner of the great room. “Come over and tell us old people something about the world.” Ziva grinned and walked slowly towards the corner. "Now tell Iva." she just saw it and took a sip as her friends burst into questions. "Quiet now, and one after the other." she said with a smile. "Just listen to them." said a man's voice behind them. Ziva felt a slight pressure on her shoulders and looked up. "You're right, Matt." everyone looked at the two. Matt just grinned and then took a closer look at his Iva, she was just as beautiful as before she left.
~ Sanadis ~
1000 years ago my life was ended by the Dragon Lord, or as they were called as mortals, Emalia. The fear was always written on the face of those who had killed Emalia, no one dared to get in her way. Deep down in her lost soul, Sanadis hoped that one day someone would be found who might put an end to their long-ago terror.
There were beings that she would trust but they would never find a way together. Each of these living had a story to tell that went deep into the past.
~ Nami ~
"Nami?" asked a soft voice. In fact, she fell asleep again, if you should catch her it would only cause trouble. The eyelids rose slowly, a little draenei girl looked up at her a little sleepily. "Nami you shouldn't fall asleep." smiled the little one. Nami winked at her and then whispered. "If you don't betray me, nobody will find out." the little one nodded vigorously and ran away. It was just tiring to sit here and watch the ancient scriptures.
~ Kira ~
It is late at night when Kira returns to her village. There was no light in the windows anywhere, the village of the undead lay there. Tired from the long journey, she just managed to drag herself to her little house, where she was overwhelmed by sleep.
Morning broke and Kira rudely woke up from her sleep, someone was pounding on the door. With a grumpy expression she went to the door, opened it and looked astonished at what was hanging there on the door. With an inscription: wanted priestess Kira just arrived back in the village.
~ Melinda ~
Melinda was looking for a way through the tall grass when she heard an animal calling for help.Following the call of the animal, she crossed a piece of forest, called her companion Sora and sent him out to help.
The call stopped and everything was quiet when Mel saw what had been done to the poor animal. Sora drew his circles in the sky to look out for someone to be seen. But there was nothing, absolutely nothing, Mel rested the poor animal to rest and then set off back.
Everyone in her homeland despised her for her abilities and avoided her. The children played in front of her on the way and just looked at her suspiciously, Mel had got used to these looks and yet she didn't like being looked at that way.
~ Joan ~
Joan was on her little tour through the forest of the night elves, she listened to the voice of the forest, the animals and the sea nearby. Her vision of the night had said something unpleasant to her, so she had to be encouraged accordingly. Never before had one of her visions been so full of darkness and hatred for what it meant, she tried to find out, but until now not much had come out of it.
Joan stood at a tree and looked at the restless sea, deep down she knew that something evil would awaken when the time came.
~ Emalia / Dragon Lord ~
Ema slowly woke up from her long dream which she owed to the elders of the time. Her hatred was unbelievable, but first she had to get out of her ice prison to take revenge.
At this thought her face drew a sinister smile, her sleep was over, a gray-filled laugh then calm again.
~ On the sea ~
There had been a small waterquake, but it happened several times a year, so nobody cared about it. The fishermen of the peoples were on their parts of the sea to bring in the catch and bring it ashore. The villages were still in peaceful silence, but this would soon change, destruction would rage.
One tremor chased the other that evening, the residents of Azeroth became aware that something terrible was about to happen. The sea parted and a huge creature appeared, making the world tremble with its roar. The great terrifying creature was now bringing calamity back to the world. Fires blazed everywhere, living beings shouted for help, ran for their lives, but no one could stop the wrath of the Mighty Dragon Lord.