Friday (17 Aug) - A Sister Comes Home

Friday (17 Aug) - A Sister Comes Home

Java, Chaitee, and the rest of the Alliance family welcomed Sista back to the fold today. Sista has returned to the Silvermoon realm from her long sojourn on the pvp realm of Boulderfist, where she had resided with a local death knight, BB, since November 2011. Sista is a level 60 Worgen druid, the only "werewolf" class among all of Wild's far flung family.

On the Horde side, the news was met with guarded acceptance. The turmoil among the horde side family has not subsided. In fact, word is out that Naithipe may be looking for Melasahnd. Rumor is rampant that Mel has opened an old wound between them by speaking with her alliance friend, Lost, about the disappearance of a young warrior once in the employ of both Mel and Naithipe. The warrior was a family member named Slash who helped out with the neutral AH as late as August 2010. Slash not only left his post, he left the family, and never returned.

Now Sista returns to Silvermoon, for reasons not yet known. Sista's brother Java makes his home in Stormwind. Reporters are even now descending on Stormwind, anticipating that Sista will want to meet up with her brother.

Innkeeper Allison, reporting live from
The Trade Center, Stormwind City, Eowynn Forest, Eastern Kingdoms

Stormwind's Trade Center is a small, bustling area of commerce. The main Auction House, a Bank, and an Inn overlook the fountain at the center of a small oval courtyard.

The Trade Center courtyard is packed with reporters, looky-loos, hangers-on, pickpockets, and less savory characters spreading rumors and stories about Sista's arrival back in Silvermoon, and trying to get a peek at the long absent worgen. Reporters have been waiting for hours outside the Guilded Rose Inn, where "it's said" she has taken residence.

Wait! We are cutting live to the entrance of the Guilded Rose. A man has stepped out on the stairs, the Inn's security team holding the crowd back to give him room. Is it? Yes! The man is Java, a Draenei paladin strong man and brother to Sista. Innkeeper Allison bellows "Silence! Let him speak!"

Java blinks at the sudden hush and even takes a step backward, as if he had been leaning into the roar of the pressing crowd. Stylus and tablet are poised for his words. Java's thick, blunt tail swishes in pent up emotion. Anger? Nervousness? Java lifts his warhammer and slaps it smartly into his plated glove. Once. Twice. A third. The sound is like the telling of a bell as metal strikes metal. The crowd waits.

"I have a prepared remark," he began. The low groan of complaint among the reporters is over-ridden by more slaps of warhammer to glove. Java's helmed eyes are clear, taking in the crowd, his jaw set. "My sister has been called back from her duties at Boulderfist. She arrived here in Stormwind early this morning."

"Who called her back?" One of the reporter's at the back of the crowd yelled. Despite the distance and the many bodies between them, Java noted the speaker. The reporter, seeing he'd been seen, was torn between slinking away and boldness. He, probably foolishly, chose boldness. "What is her purpose here?"

"She is now resting from her long journey," Java continued as if the reporter had not spoken. "Since she was required to relinquish her guild affiliation at Boulderfist, she has been extended an invitation to the alliance guild, Tea Green, of which I am, of course, a member. She has graciously accepted the invitation and is a most welcome addition to our guild."

Java paused, and mouths started opening to pelt Java with questions. Java's voice penetrated the growing hubbub. "I would suggest not pestering or annoying Sista until such time as she indicates she is ready. I will remind you all" - and his eyes locked on the bold reporter - "that Sista is a worgen druid, capable of appearing in worgen, human, bear, and cat forms. Provoke her at your own peril."

The crowd started looking around nervously. Several druids in the crowd shifted into bear of cat forms, just for fun, and the crowd quickly began to disperse and return to their own business. Java gave a slight, approving nod to the planted druids, and disappeared into the Guilded Rose doorway.