The tiny gnome peered over the railing into the secluded Dalaran courtyard.
"The view from the balcony is amazing. You have to come see!"
Armor legplates creaked as Marcus walked over, taking in a deep breath as he absently scratched his scruffy chin.
"The Hero's Welcome is no slouch. And there's something in the room that might interest you."
Tavi bounded into the room, pausing only a moment before jumping onto the massive bed. She turned to gaze at Marcus with her huge saucer-like eyes, narrowing them playfully and replacing her glowing smile with a diabolical grin.
"Interested in some more company?" she purred as her hands weaved through a complex summoning ritual, stopping only when she felt the warmth of a new presence behind her.
All color drained from Marcus's face as he struggled to protest. "I... I don't think that's appropriate."
Confused, Tavi turned to see what was wrong. A hideous fel hound stood ready, drooling onto the floor as it stared intently at the half-armored paladin.
"No! No that's not what I meant." she stammered as she dispelled the hungry demon. "I'm sorry, that's not really my specialization...."
Marcus took both her hands in one of his as he reassured her, "It's fine. What is your specialization?"Her head snapped up, eyes burning with renewed life as shadowy energy channeled through her hands into Marcus, dropping him to his knees in agony.
Gritting his teeth, Marcus gestured as light flashed over him, restoring his strength.
Tavi stared anxiously as he rose to his full height, engulfing her in his shadow. He thrust his hand forward, sending a wave of righteous force through her. Eyes rolled back as she wavered for several seconds before regaining consciousness.
"I've recently taken the path of... retribution."
The mischievous smirk returned to her face, "Well then, this is going to be fun."
<The remaining pages have a level 999 requirement to read.>