Thread: Cenarion Circle (Elven_Lady89, and Malin)

The server looked at Zenji almost confused at his choice. Most of the trolls that visited the inn, which weren't many, did not have a taste for night elf foods. The foods were light, vegetables usually being the main aspect of the meal. He did not say anything however, only smiled and nodded to the troll. Yes sir, the food will be here shortly. He took the menus, bowed slightly to the both of them, and turned to give the cook the orders. Llunau tried not to notice the the nature of Zenji's stare. She listened as he began to pry into her personal life. She did not expect this. Taken back a little by his question, she raised a long, pointy eyebrow. You say you want to know more about me, but I'm afraid it's really not an interesting story. she began. But to humor him she went on. I have not always lived in Moonglade. I grew up in Teldrasil and when a became of age to join the Cenarian Circle, along with my ancestors, I moved to Cenarian Hold in Silithus to join my mother. However she was very protective of me and did not allow me to join them on their missions until just a few years ago. And even then she did not allow me to join them on high risk missions. In fact she did not want me to follow in the footsteps of our ancestors. But I knew it was my calling to do so. I could not ignore it. So I moved here to Moonglade two years ago to join the council here. It would give me a chance to get away from my mother and her protective ways and put me in a better place to fulfill my destiny. she took a sip of the spring water that was set next to her by the server as she was talking. This will be my first high-risk mission for the council. But do not doubt my skills. My protective mother held me back from training, but you can't tame a feral druid. As they are only made of natural instincts. I'm sure you know this already. Llunau tucked a stray hair behind her ear. She did not tell him too much of her history. Her mother was very high on the council indeed, but Llunau was not willing to give him information on who her mother was and how high up she stood with the council. Not yet anyway. So after lunch, I'm going to go back home and ready my talbuk for our journey. I had not planned on bringing a mount with us until I realized the extent of the mission. It would be advisable to conserve our strength, or at least let our mounts carry our luggage for us. Llunau did not plan on bringing much, only a few essentials and some skins for the cold nights and food. Also a few medicines. No mission would be complete without weapons either. When we are done gathering our things, we will meet back up at the old sycamore tree again and we can start our journey to Mt. Hyjal. As soon as Llunau was finished talking, the server had brought there meals to them, setting the plates in front of the two. One firefin snapper salad for you sir, and the Darnassian house salad with added sagefish for the lady. Enjoy your meal. the server smiled and turned away to greet the next customers who seemed to be friends with the nightelf. It was two taurens, one was the flight master and the other was a merchant. Llunau studied Zenji's face as he looked down at his meal. What about you? What is your story?