A shadow not her own...

[Eclypse]

The frozen earth of Icecrown crackles beneath the blood elf's step. The weight of eyes upon her announces her arrival to the true beginning of her journey. Her shadow whispers to her, "Sister they watch you. Your worth yet unfolded to them. Lift your chin, be proud for you have come far."

Eclypse smiles softly to herself, kneels in respect to those who watch. Lifting her dagger from its sheath, a small hand spreads forward, the skin sliced deep, the rich ocher of her blood staining the tundra below.

Calling into the blinding wind the tiny blood elf's voice cries out, "I give my all to the Grim, my blood and my life. Will you claim me? Peace through Annihilation."

[Yichimet]

As he reads the letter, Yichimet the Seer thinks to himself, There is promise in this one's words.