The gathering

Elarinya led me to the Night Elf gathering. On the way, she explained the starlit pond’s significance, linking it to their deep bond with nature. The more I thought it, she was right. It didn’t take more than a few glances at the ponds to feel a strange, but strong connection to the wind rustling the leaves above us. The Night Elves were certainly much closer to nature than my kind and I started feeling this closeness within me.

As Elarinya and I joined the gathering, 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. “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 as 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...