Evareia's Plight

She had reached womanhood without so much as a passing glance at the fine males around her. Evareia the Pure they called her, and she wore that title like a badge of honor. What she lacked in sexual experience she made up for with speed, stealth, and grace.

Her life was soon to change. A message found her one day, summons to the war front against the cursed Horde. And so Evareia traveled with her brothers and sisters. For the Alliance, for her people, she would do anything. And with that in mind the Night Elf found herself in the woods of Ashenvale. She had been given a choice: fight directly against the Orcs, or scout out one of the many other races infesting this forest.