She could not remember whether or not she was there on the day that Ragnaros was vanquished, or whether she was part of the celebrations that came afterwards. But her feet always bought her back to the firey cavern where the lava - now cooled to rock thanks to the lack of the Firelords blazing glame - had cast its self as a deep black protector of the giant hammer that Ragnaros once wielded.
Some rocks tumbled nearby, no doubt shaken loose by the constant earthquakes that had been plaguing the land for months now. Kael'lee paid no heed to them. She merely sat, and watched. Memories of past battles flooded to her and she greeted them like old friends, allowing each one its piece before letting it move on.
A sharp crack resounded through the cavern, echoing off the walls and distorting the sound till it finally ceased. Kael'lee's eyes flashed a the deep blue of the undead as she narrowed them to the ground before her, where a deep fissure had appeared in the igneous rock. She stood and placed one hand on her axe, muscles taught and as hard as ice, ready to spring and bring the unholy speed of death upon what ever may spring up from the crevice.
A red glow began to spew up from within the crack, causing Kael'lee to pause. Whatever was beneath the rock, whatever had caused that crack, was also causing the lava to begin flowing again.
Smaller cracks spider-webbed out from the larger one with growing frequency. Kael'lee hesitated for a second, then threw a handful of fine dust in to the air. The dust blew as if in a cyclone before forming in to a haggard, rotting Ghoul.
Kael'lee pointed at the crack in the ground and nodded. The Ghoul growled and shambled towards it's destination. It fell down on all fours above the crack and peered down in to it, shifting its head this way and that to try and get a clearer view. It recoiled suddenly, as if having seen something. Kael'lee gave it a mental command to continue, so the Ghoul reached one skeletal arm down in to the crack. There was a quick snap and the Ghoul hefted up what was left of its arm from the crack. It turned to look at its Master, confused as to how the ground had just hurt it, when a black blur launched out of the crack with a fearsome roar and began to tear and bite at the Ghouls head.
All that Kael'lee could identify of the beast is that it was small, fast, dark and had large glowing red eyes. She flung her axe as best she could in defence of the Ghoul and felt the satisfying clang of the blade biting in to steel. Whatever had been attack the Ghoul was flying several feet away, to the edge of the cavern.
Kael'lee edged warily towards it, weapon raised and eyes ablaze. She looked down upon her fallen adversary and felt something strange twinge in her chest.
On the floor at her feet, was a tiny, armour-clad Murloc. The creatures previously glowing eyes were half open and spinning strangely. Kael'lee knelt down and lifted the small beast in her arms, cradling it. Despite the fact that it was a Murloc, despite the fact that it had tried to kill and despite the fact that it had burst from what was previously solid rock, she couldn't help but to want to... keep it.
A deep rumble shook beneath her and caused boulders to shake free from their foundations and fall on to the ground nearby. As the rocks fell and impacted, they broke open the hardened rock surface to reveal a now surging river of lava beneath.
Kael'lee stared at it, confused. Without the Firelords influence, how had the rock re-melted to become lava again...?
She looked down at the Murloc that was now fully awake in her arms and staring up expectently at her. Kael'lee allowed the ghost of a smile to pass by her face. "Somehow, I can't help but think that this is all your fault."
The Hearthstone glowed a bright green in Kael'lee's hand, and with a flash of light both her and the Murloc disappeared from the cavern.
(Comments? Criticism? I will be expanding on this and would like to know if there's anything immediate that I can approve upon. Thanks =) )