Grim Views

It was a rainy day in the eastern plaguelands, as the sound of droplets recoiling off of Bryii's armor she sat quietly looking at a camp that had the Argent Dawn and Argent Crusaders as one. Light hope chapel, a place of salvation in the dead part of the continent. The clouds rolled over and the wind and rain picked up, Bryii opened her emerald green eye's after meditating and picked up her axe and walked towards the gates. The guards looked at her and nodded, she stopped and stood still. Both the guards looked at her with concern as she didn't say a word. Bryii lifted a hand up and used holy radiance to blind the two guards. Both the guards stumbled and rubbed there eye's. Bryii's feet shifted quickly and the next moment the two guards heads laid on the ground...not attached to there bodies. A bolt of lighting and thunder rumbled behind Bryii, showing a silhouette of Bryii. Her eye's green and blood dripping off her axe she walked into the camp. Sounds of metal clashing and people screaming can be heard. Bryii going into a battle alone was different not saying a single word was foreign to her. Eventually the rain had stopped and she had dragged her axe behind her as she was injured herself. As the blade dragged a nice long trail of blood left from the camp, signifying Bryii's blood shedding. Bryii was now at war with the Argent Dawn.

Nyali and Bryii both took a trip down to Stormwind secretly. Bryii wore a cloak to hide her face, as she could pass up for a human and her partner Nyali stayed in the shadows from all eye's. Bryii and Nyali made it at the graveyard in stormwind and Bryii took of the cloak and found what she was looking for. Shaener Duskwinds gravestone, Bryii's eye's widen as she has never actually been to her ex husbands grave. Nyali stayed close making sure no one was watching Bryii, Bryii stood quietly. Nyali looked at Bryii from a far faintly hearing a single sob from her mate. Bryii then pulled one foot up and kicked the gravestone and broke it in half. Then pulling out a vial she poured some of the blood she collected from the argent dawn all over the stone. Finally she slipped a single ring from her hand and threw it down towards the ground. Bryii turned around and headed off, taking a piece of the stone to bring to Ashenfury. Nyali followed Bryii but did not ask or question her actions do to respect. Bryii's bond of her ex is broken.

Bryii sat in the local tavern in Orgrimmar with Nyali, Bryii was holding a old plushie that resembled a void walker. When Bryii was a child her mother made her a stuffed plushie
void walker to cuddle with, respectively her mother was a warlock. Bryii had one more thing to do to please her inquisitor, to kill her father. Bryii was not sure exactly where he was but she had a plan. Bryii stroking Nyali's hair back as she is in Kitty form, Bryii pushed the plushie towards Nyali's nose. "Nyali do you think you can find the scent of my father?" Nyali sniffed the plushie and licked it, her tail wagged happily. "Ja I tink I know where he be...if mey scent tis corret." They headed out to silvermoon, Bryii was on her bike as Nyali was in front running towards eversong forest. Running through the dead scar and some undead the scent was getting closer and closer, finally they made it to Bryii's old house which looked like no one was living in there. Nyali nodded and melded into the shadows, Bryii jumped off her bike and say a man about to come out of the house. Alandron Dawnsinger, Bryii's father. Bryii's father froze in position and smiled widely surprised to see his own daughter after so many years. Bryii stood her ground and lifted one hand in the air, pointing to fingers that begun to glow. Alandron's smile died and he said lowly, "Bryii? What are you doi-." A shock of light was shot towards his neck piercing through him. Eye's widening he falls to his knee's. Bryii slowly pulled down her hand and walked up to her father. He looked at her with desperation, she didn't say anything as she place a foot on his shoulder and kicked him downwards. Alandron was dead, Bryii turned around and walked off a bit. "Nyali...eat his corpse, I do not need him on this worlds surface any longer." Nyali nodded as she stalked over to the dead elf.

Ashenfury heard the whispers of spirits during his meditation that Bryii's father had died. With this knowledge he
went to The Charred Vale within Stonetalon. There were fires here that even he could not hope to control.

Finally his hearthstone vibrated against other objects stored in his pouch. He summoned the supplicant forth and
ran to the largest flame that he could find. Bryii threw a stone at him. Knowing better than to catch everything
that's thrown at him he watched it hit his armor and fall to the ground. After a long silence he crouched down
and picked it up. He sniffed it and then licked it. Bryii told him that it was a piece of the broken gravestone. He
dropped the stone and looked at Bryii.

She then handed him a voidewalker plush and a vial of thick congealed blood. Ashenfury looked at the plush doll
and began chewing the head. Bryii opened her eyes wide and explained that it was a childhood toy. He then bit
off the head and spat it into the flames. Bryii explained the vial simply, "The blood of my father.". Ashenfury
turned around and threw the vial behind his back into the flames and stood beside the Supplicant.


"Well done Fallen Crusader and Warbringer of The Grim, Bryii Duskwind.". Ashenfury found the use of her name
suitable as Warbringer elf-things deserved to be called by their name.