(1-5) At the gathering

My member seemed more than happy to learn the outcome of the two wrestlers, but I decided to enforce mind over matter as I cleared my throat.

“There’s no need to stick around. What place did you want to show me?”
“Wonderful! Oh, and where are my manners! My name is Elarinya and I am please to make your acquaintance”, she smiled.

Quietly, we left the two wrestlers to their own devices and headed towards an important Night Elf gathering that was taking place nearby. On the way there, Elarinya explained that they were celebrating nature through dancing and singing. Finally, I thought, that’s what I expected from Night Elf culture though, I had to admit, the sight of Nythalias and Hadrias was still... curious!

Soon, the two of us arrived at the scene. I noticed a tall Night Elf with striking indigo markings on his skin approaching us. He introduced himself as Lythirn and welcomed us with an inviting smile. His presence exuded an aura of quiet wisdom, and his voice was like a harmonious blend of forest murmurs.

“Welcome, traveler,” Lythirn said in the Common tongue. “You’ve chosen a splendid night to visit Astranaar. We’d be honored if you’d join our dance and celebration of nature. It’s a tradition to embrace the forest’s gifts and express our gratitude to Elune.”

His words were laced with warmth and sincerity. He extended his hand toward the dance, inviting us to be part of this enchanting Night Elf revelry. I was hesitant, but Elarinya edged me on so I agreed.

It was a strange ordeal, mystical and fascinating. I soon started losing track of time...