The gathering

Elarinya explained that an important Night Elf gathering was taking place. On the way there, she explained that they were celebrating nature through dancing and singing. Couldn’t hurt, I thought, hoping that the gathering would not resemble anything like my experience with Nythalias and Hadrias.

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...