Kluttz12

You were restless, waiting inside the elven cottage for a certain mate of yours to return from a long and brutal war. You paced back and forth, kneading your hands together anxiously in anticipation. Finally, after what seemed like a dismal eternity, you heard the opening of a door from afar. Rushing down the hall, you raced to greet the maiden whose return you'd been craving for a year now. Sliding forward, you cast your line of sight over your precious mate: Lady Liadrin. The Sin'dorei paladin, clad in beautiful, pristine armor, was barely even weathered from the campaign on Draenor, and for this you were thankful. A warm, relieved grin cre