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High Elf Chapter 3
zone: Chrace

High Elf Chapter 3 Order Storyline

Sisters in Arms

location: Blightsward, Chrace

npc: Morithwen Nightwhisper

zone: Chrace

Public Quest: Ruins of Erraneth

Public Quest: Shattered Beach

Public Quest: Thrallseekers

previous chapter is: An Ill Omen

next chapter is: Tor Aendris

Chapter Lore: "The Dark Elves are seeking the Sword of Khaine, What other answer can there be, sister?"

Liraenor's eyes blazed defiantly as she waited for Morithwen to answer.

"I cannot agree with you, Liraenor. Do not forget Mage Kyrinn's revelation that the Dark Elves are following the ley lines to the south. They are seeking something, something they cannot find without aid. They know where the Sword is, as do we all. If they intended to claim the Sword of Khaine, why not take a more direct road?"

Liraenor's voice rose, her frustration clear. "We are being played for fools! The Dark Elves are seeking nothing! They are misleading us to divert our attention away from the Sword of Khaine. They wish us to be consumed with doubt and mired by inaction, that their task will be all the easier. We must move swiftly and decisively, or we are doomed!"

"And what if the move toward the Altar of Khaine is in fact the deception? Can you say with certainty that is not what is happening here?"

For a long moment, none of the assembled High Elves spoke. They dared not intervene in what had become a very personal argument between their two leaders. They knew that in time, the two sisters would reconcile their points of view and a more rational mood would prevail. They knew, because they witnessed this scene several times already.

Morithwen Nightwhisper had once been a Shadow Warrior, as had all her family before her. When she left to join the Shining Guard, Liraenor had resented her for it. Like many High Elves of her young age she had great skill at arms, but had not yet fully mastered the art of self-discipline. Despite her inexperience, she had been elevated to the position of Shadow-walker, and now commanded her own regiment.

Morithwen spoke more softly now. "I council patience, sister. The Dark Elves make for the Plain of Bone, and we must not allow them to claim the Sword of Khaine. Meanwhile, others of their kind continue to venture south, to what purpose we do not know. Only by standing together can we overcome these dangers."

Liraenor nodded slowly. Her older sister's words rang true, and she forced her mind to be calm, and her pride to abate.

"For my hard words, I offer my apologies, Morithwen. I pledge that I will take no action without first consulting you so that we may choose the best course of action together."

Morithwen smiled and took her sister's hands in her own. "These are dangerous times, and we will be tested. We must not lose those precious qualities that set us apart from, and above, our exiled kin. We must cling to discipline, patience and wisdom now more than ever."

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