Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-8785285-20170331053023/@comment-8785285-20170401225023

( alright then, let's start. )

The Outlands was a very strange place. The ruined remains of a world torn apart by fel energies, was about what one would expect. Desolate. It didn't seem to make any sense. The skies had waves of energy slowly drifting about. The lands where they had arrived in were red, and now it was a shade of black, littered with green cracks.

They had been walking down this road for atleast an hour by now. Their destination wasn't far by now.

The large structure was visible in the distance, the 'Black Temple' it was called. It used to be the stronghold for a race running from the Legion, but now it seemed abandoned, for the most part.

Kelda glances at the other elves they had been travelling with. They had been following Illidan to recieve training, most of the people here with some grudge against the Legion, and seeking Illidan's training as to get back at the Legion. She glances at a Blood Elf in a white robe next to her.