Hi All!
I started writing a short story about a young vulpera dreaming about leaving Vol’dun and going on a big adventure. It is my first time writing a story, but I find it really enjoyable and I thought I will share it here. English is not my native language but hopefully the way I wrote this is not too horrible. For now here is the first chapter of the story. lol
CHAPTER I - A shooting star
In the vast desert of Vol’dun, where the shifting sands whispered tales of ancient treasures, there lived a young Vulpera named Kaybris. Unlike many of his kin who found solace in the arid expanse, Kaybris yearned for adventure beyond the borders of his homeland. He dreamed of exploring the grand realms of Azeroth and experiencing the wonders that lay beyond the desert dunes.
Kaybris was a curious and ambitious soul, with a heart full of wanderlust. From an early age, he devoured tales of heroic exploits and daring escapades, absorbing every word like a parched traveler at an oasis. He marveled at the stories of noble warriors, wise mages, and uncanny hunters who traversed the lands, uncovering ancient treasures and battling mythical creatures.
Kaybris himself possessed a keen affinity for both the way of the warrior and the art of the hunt. Even though he was lacking the experience, his nimble reflexes, sharp senses, and the knowledge of the dunes made him a formidable foe.
One starry evening, as Kaybris gazed at the night sky from atop of his wagon, dreaming about what could be, a shooting star streaked across the sky. It was as if the cosmos had heard his deepest desires. It was at that moment, something stirred inside of Kaybris, as if some mysterious voice started whispering and encouraging Kaybris to leave everything behind and go on adventure.
He sought counsel from his village elders, who were wise and respected among the Vulpera. They listened to his impassioned pleas and recognized the excitement in his eyes. They shared tales of legendary Vulpera explorers who had ventured beyond the desert, leaving their mark on the world.
Inspired by their stories, Kaybris began honing his skills. He studied the ancient ways of stealth and survival, becoming adept at traversing treacherous terrain and evading danger. With a newfound determination, he sought out renowned travelers passing through Vol’dun, learning from their experiences and absorbing their wisdom.
Finally, the day came when Kaybris felt ready to set forth on his grand adventure. But… Where to begin?! Vol’dun was empty as ever. Only so often there would be travelers passing by, from one end of Zandalar to another. He needed a plan. Perhaps Dazar’alor would be a good place to start and put some plan in motion. Without thinking much, Kaybris packed his backpack and headed for Zuldazar where the ancient capital of the Zandalari trolls Dazar’alor stood.
It took Kaybris a few days to reach Dazar’alor. It was not the first time he ventured there. His first point of interest was the bustling market of the golden city. A quick restock on food, water, and potions.
While browsing through magical gems at one of the stands, Kaybris overheard a whispered rumor—a rumor of the awakening of the Dragon Isles and ships leaving this exact day. The mere mention of these mythical lands ignited a spark of excitement within him. The prospect of encountering legendary dragons and discovering untold treasures called to his adventurous spirit. Determined to seize this opportunity, Kaybris rushed to the harbor where massive ships bound for the Dragon Isles were docked. His plan was to sneak onto one of them and conceal himself amidst crates and barrels, but that was almost impossible to carry out as the ships were very well-guarded. Kaybris tried convincing some of the captains to take him along but he neither had the gold nor the experience to be considered for the trip. He needed to find a way, and quickly!
Kaybris was very upset. He sat down near one of the ships, and thought to himself - “What the floof… Looks like I am stuck here. No chance anyone will take me along. I don’t have the looks to be taken seriously. All these bulky orcs and tall trolls… And me among them… What to do?”. He yelled uncontrollably - “WHAT TO DO?!”.
All of the sudden, Kaybris heard a soft female voice behind him - “What is the problem ‘Little One’? You seem very upset.”
Kaybris jumped and turned around. In front of him stood a captivating female blood elf (or perhaps one of the few high elves that were still alive after the 3rd war), gliding with effortless grace. Her slender body in resplendent robes, intricately woven with threads of gold, and hues of sapphires and aquamarines. The fabric danced with every step, reflecting the arcane energies that swirl within her very being. The flowing garments accentuated her elegant movements, enhancing the ethereal allure that surrounded her.
Her radiant blue eyes shimmered with a mix of wisdom and mischief, hinting at the depths of her arcane prowess. A gentle smile graced her lips from under her hood.
She held a slender staff adorned with arcane crystals, each one pulsating with vibrant energies. With a mere snap of her fingers, mesmerizing bolts of arcane magic shoot across her hands, illuminating the air with iridescent hues. The raw power she commands is evident, yet she wields it with poise and precision.
She flicked her blonde hair, almost silver in hue, and said - “I saw you approach dozens of captains and sailors discussing a voyage to Dragon Isles. But it looks like no one is interested in taking you along. And to be honest with you, I don’t blame them. Dragon Isles are uncanny lands, full of dangers and primeval creatures. You don’t seem to possess the equipment, power or the experience to face such threats.”
Kaybris got even more upset, perhaps even a little bit angry - “Listen lady, I see travelers like you everyday - all pretty, smart and powerful. You don’t impress me at all. And just for your information - I might not have the fancy equipment or experience, but I can learn quickly and I am not scared easily! I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment.”
“I will get to Dragon Isles one way or another. Even if it will be the last thing my eyes ever see! I am going to find a way. I still have a little bit of time left to figure something out."
The elf chuckled and responded - “You little vulpera are really funny and fierce creatures. I would not expect anything less from someone who spent most of his life in the dunes. Surrounded by nothingness and sand. Somehow I find this image comforting. From where I come it is everything else but that.”
“Come. I am on my way to Dragon Isles myself. I have some business there to deal with. I have only a single one-way ticket, but the captain of this ship is a good friend of mine.”
Kaybris gasped and his eyes wide opened - “Really?! Like really?! This is the best day of my life!!! Let’s floofing go!”