The Light's Own
As the airship prepared to depart the nation of Pandaria, Ardelena stared down from its aft railing, her eyes studying the hills and homes, the forests and streams that lined the coast. Her trip there had been for the Vanguard, but if she admitted it to herself, she had also wanted to get away from the cove and the people there.
It wasn't that she disliked them, but ...ever since she'd arrived, she'd had misgivings--about Annabelle and about her reasons for coming there in the first place without so much as a word to the Commander.
She could buy that the woman was hiding in order to help in the situation with Destrian Molanthis, but something else had changed--something that Lena couldn't quite put a finger on, and it had left her uneasy the whole while that they'd been stationed there.
She had done her best to keep her misgivings to herself--to let Hadrian's explanation simply be the one she accepted. But Lena had learned to trust her instincts, and her instincts had been telling her that something was -wrong-. It might not have even been with Annabelle. Maybe it had been someone with her. Whatever the case, however, Lena had felt it.
She disliked leaving 'rian alone with the rest of the camp at the cove, but getting away for a while had seemed best. Her focus had been clouded, and she needed some time to clear her head. The tea, the work, and the return to Pandaria had allowed her that.
Now, though, she was more than ready to return home. The thought of seeing Hadrian once more--of him wrapping his arms about her and holding her to him was the most wonderful thing she could imagine.
And so it was with a contented sigh that she turned as the Captain came up and let her know, "Dame Harper, we're ready to depart."
Lena nodded, following the Captain down the stairs. "I'll hold down one of the cannons in case we run into trouble."
The gnome captain had grinned and nodded. "Hopefully it will be smooth sailing today, but you're right. Better to be prepared."
"Always," Lena agreed softly before she added a swift, "Light bless," as the captain walked off.
She then headed over to one of the cannons and settled herself beside it--ready should the Horde come a-calling.
A letter arrived in the camp a few days later, ear-marked for Commander Locke.
It is with much regret that the Alliance High Command informs you that the ship carrying Dame Ardlena Harper has gone missing over the waters of mainland Pandaria. We are told that a fog bank rolled in from the north making navigation that day difficult. Once it cleared, however, neither the ship nor its crew could be found.
We fear that an attack may have happened and that the ship was run aground by the Horde, but so far, our efforts have yielded no ship debris nor bodies. To further complicate matters, our intelligence tells us that no Horde ships were scheduled to be in that area that day.
We will continue to update you as more details become available.