Sylvanas Windrunner (Hall of Fame)

"Ah, we have a true connoisseur on our hands," Harth gives you a broad smile. "Only Hall of Fame entries will satisfy you, hm? I should warn you, Sylvanas didn't take the decision too well. Hardly anybody visits her these days." The innkeeper pats you heartily on the back after noticing your brief unease. "Ach! Don't worry, there. I didn't say that you can't have an audience with the Banshee Queen. Right this way..."

He guides you through a labyrinth of corridors and after what seems like forever you enter a wide corridor with walls made of pure white marble. "That's it! One and only. Hall of Fame." Harth announces. The calm majesty is punctuated behind a door on the left, through which ecstatic female moans mixed with splashes of water and loud murloc noises can be heard. Whatever is happening in that room it is so loud, the rock music coming from another locked door can't suppress it.

Then you pass near a hot-white steel door, intense heat from Ragnaros and Molten Giants pouring through the barrier. What kind of woman can survive that environment? You decide to not think about and keep going after the innkeeper. "Here we are," your guide says and points to a mundane looking wooden door. "Take your key. Those players won't climb that ladder themselves!" The dwarf gives you the key and rushes away with a suspicious hurry.

You don't care much. You are about to enjoy the woman you dreamed about so many times and don't have any intention to hesitate. You put the key into the lock, turn it, and open the door to see a woman that can be only her: gray-skinned woman in a leather with perfect curves. She is standing in the middle of a dark room studying some map on the table in the center of it.

Suddenly, she turns around and you hear her magnificent voice full of cold anger. "I have said this already. I have no time for games!" Her glowing red eyes travel down your body and she says much more calmly. "Or maybe I do. What do you want, human?"

Her voice is so full of raw and calm power. She is indeed a powerful queen, one who impatiently waits for your answer.