Effraeti's RP

One Woman, Two Timelines, Two Destinies.

In the Shadow, in the Light

Stormwind Keep

Yes, this title was blatantly stolen from Enigma’s song by the same title (see YouTube video toward the bottom).

This is my pseudo-entry for Mog Madness Round 5 – the Paladin of the Old Gods.  I decided to put together a story to got along with these outfits (yes, plural).  Basically, in short, the first outfit is Aerora as a Paladin of the Light and the second outfit is her after conversion to an Anti-Paladin and servant of the Voices in her head.

Outfits first, then story.

I wanted to make Aerora start out as a devoted Paladin, a soldier of the army of the Light and a member of the Prophet Velen’s own protectors and emissaries.  Then, as the Voices in her head begin to take over, she would slowly convert into a dark Paladin and a mere minion of the Light-consuming Old Gods.  To signify this conversion, I decided to use the same shoulders in both sets – the shoulders signifying Aerora’s last small bit of herself.

Female Draenei Paladin - Front

Female Draenei Paladin - Back


Aldori Legacy Defender

Optional Helm - Brighthelm of Justice

Aerora – Emissary of the Light Set

Female Draenei Paladin - Front

Female Draenei Paladin - Back

Soul Breaker

Shield of Impenetrable Darkness

Optional Helm - Iron Riveted War Helm

Aerora – Shaded Assassination Set

In the Shadow, in the Light

Standing at attention was losing her interest quickly now, her anxiety making it difficult to not fidget, but there were too many eyes in the throne room of Stormwind Keep to risk drawing attention to herself.  Still, she itched to get this whole ordeal over with.

Patience, the Voices hissed seductively.  Soon, your chance will come.  Sssoon.

Aerora straightened, reminding herself not to reply to the Voices aloud.  That would only give her away, and she had come too far now for that.  Instead, she shifted ever so slightly from one foot to the other and adjusted her glowing violet shield against her arm.

The diplomatic formalities played out before her, and she silently thanked the Light she was not expected to participate in them.  She unconsciously winced at that thought and flexed her sword hand.  For centuries the all-encompassing, warm glow of the Light had been her constant companion.  Now… she felt nothing.  Not even a hole, but a void of growing darkness.  It would not be much longer before that darkness consumed her, she knew.  The Voices had taken most of her thoughts and made them their own, to feed back to her piecemeal at their discretion.

Somehow, they still managed to maintain a facade of Light around her, making her detraction less obvious and being the only reason she was able to get as close to her intended target as she stood now.  Her armor gleamed in polished purple, her axe and shield complementing their shades, and the faux-Light making her gleam as the other emissaries did.

Aerora silently studied him, forcing herself to mask the disgust rising in her throat like bile.

Her sword hand itched with a need to remove that pompous smirk from the human King’s smug face.  Varian Wrynn listened and nodded on occasion during this meeting with the ambassadors of the Draenei race.  King Genn Greymane maintained a presence beside the King, but wisely a silent one.

Prince Anduin had been spending much of his time with the Prophet Velen of late, learning the ways of the Priest, and now there was talk of a closer alliance between the two races.  The mostly aloof Draenei had been working to solidify their ties by further proving their commitment to the Alliance, and Anduin had been vital in every one of those talks thus far.  He was proving to be quite the diplomat, beloved by all the people, and very unlike his grim and stoic father.

So close her masters had been to this boy who would be King!  Arch Bishop Benedictus had made several attempts to bring the Prince beneath his wing and teach him, but not the ways of the Light.  Then, Velen had swept in and whisked away the Prince not only from Benedictus, but Stormwind entirely.

In fact, it had been through the Arch Bishop, mentor to the Draenei emissary Aerora, that the young Paladin had been introduced to the Voices.  The Voices of the Old Gods.  A cajoling and maddening presence all at once.

At first, they merely coaxed her with ideas of improving her place in the Draenei ranks.  Then, they switched to murderous thoughts of overthrowing Velen himself.  In fact, her first assignment had been to assassinate the Prophet, but true to his name he seemed to sense her intentions, and made himself conveniently unavailable to her in all her attempts.  She had not been before Velen since the Voices had begun to visit her.

Finally, the Voices switched their focus, especially after the failure and fall of the Arch Bishop.  King Varian Wrynn was a much more unwitting target.

It was as the Draenei moved forward and knelt before the King of Stormwind that Aerora felt the Voices’ presence became more animated.  They began to whisper incoherently in a cacophony of hisses and sharp syllables.  It took every ounce of Aerora’s presence of mind to keep from clapping her hands over her ears and screaming.

Now!  Now!  NOW! the Voices suddenly screamed.

In a single fluid motion, Aerora’s axe was off her belt and whistling toward the head of the King of Stormwind, a war cry bursting from her lips unbidden.

Instead of the soft bite of flesh, her axe met a shield of golden Light.  Rage flaring in her eyes, Aerora’s gaze fell upon Prince Anduin.  He met her eyes with his own without fear, his fingers already shaping another spell.  With abandon, the fallen Paladin charged at the Prince of Stormwind, once more raising her axe, desperate to interrupt his cast before whatever force he sought to unleash could hit her.

Arms were grasping at her from every direction and King Wrynn was nowhere in sight.  The interceders broke her stride just long enough for Anduin to finish his cast and Aerora screamed in agony as the force of his Light attack struck her, like a lightning bolt formed of fire.  Waves of burning pain accosted her but, as her adrenaline kicked in, she was able to break free of those holding her and cast a sphere of protection over herself.  With that in place, Aerora fled Stormwind Keep, wounded and fearing the retaliation of the Voices that was sure to follow.

As she stumbled off, she noticed the color had bled from weapons and armor, leaving them a lifeless black.  There was no going back now.

~ Effy

Parting Notes: King Varian Wrynn is a most unpopular of characters, I have noticed.  So it seemed appropriate to make him a target, and I cannot help but wonder if there was some disappointment at Aerora’s failure.  heh  The only place they have attempted to make Varian likeable is in the book Wolfheart, which was the source of some of the lore surrounding this story.  It could have been longer, much longer, but I was under a deadline (which I still missed) and I wanted to keep this story bite-size.

I am quite pleased with myself at making my Pally a bad guy, and I think she will stay that way.  I may just have to follow up with her again soon.  🙂

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  1. JD Kenada

    Sorry but in this case evil Pally helm is so non-optional. Well, at least after she’s out of the throne room.

    • Helms are always optional. 😛

      ~ Effy

  2. Amo

    I love reading your short stories…especially those that are, let’s say, off the traditional “beaten path.” On another note…we need to duel…naughty girl 😉

    • Duel, eh? Wouldn’t two Holy Pallies be the longest duel EVer?

      ~ Effy

      • That would be a resto shaman and a resto druid back in BC. My best friend dueled (shaman) dueled a resto druid back then. Took like 30 minutes and we eventually just had to leave 😀

      • Indeed! In fact, I remember a very long raiding night while working on Al’Akir, while on a break, my Combat Rogue friend challenged me to a duel. Having all my CD’s available… Fire Ele, Earth Ele and everything else (no Spirit Link Totem at that time, though)… that was a long azz fight, and one that I somehow won. lol

        I cannot help it, I am usually horribly at dueling, so that is a shining moment for me. 🙂

        ~ Effy

  3. Cymre

    This story couldn’t have come at a better time. Only yesterday was I doing the quests in SW leading me to Twilight Highlands. Last I saw in the Throne room there was just some kid in there. Now Wyrnn has a son and he’s a priest like me? Nice!

    Loved the sets too 🙂

    • Yah, I forgot about Anduin until I was standing in Stormwind Keep getting ideas for screenshots and saw him standing beside his father. Then, I remembered where they left off with him in Wolfheart – getting very close to Velen and learning the ways of the Priest. 🙂 The rest I made up as I went.

      ~ Effy

  4. Ooh great story behind those sets and boy is that dark set … DARK! 🙂 I love it!

    • Yah, I am pretty happy with how they turned out. I just really wish I was better with picture manipulation, as it would have been my ideal result to have Aerora’s outfit melt from Before to After, like those facial progression videos. Rawr!

      ~ Effy

  5. Oh, Aerora! What a chilling transformation. *shiver*

    • Yah, I wish I were able to animate it. It looks really cool in my head. heh

      ~ Effy

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