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| - She comes out from barracks, looking around and trying not to let snow get under a cloak. After few minutes she notices Highlord Tirion Fordring, standing on his post and giving orders to soldiers. «He is smiling always...That old human man... How much power he have, to feel the life so easy?» As those thoughts comes to her mind, she smiles and moves closer to paladin.- Greetings, m'lord. He turnes head, looking at her and smiling softly.- Good morning, lady Astha. - My dear child...Come closer. - Actually, yes..But still... - That was you then...Sir...But... - Healing and belief isn't same...
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| - She comes out from barracks, looking around and trying not to let snow get under a cloak. After few minutes she notices Highlord Tirion Fordring, standing on his post and giving orders to soldiers. «He is smiling always...That old human man... How much power he have, to feel the life so easy?» As those thoughts comes to her mind, she smiles and moves closer to paladin.- Greetings, m'lord. He turnes head, looking at her and smiling softly.- Good morning, lady Astha. Seems like with this kind of greeting he made her become confused – her real name knew only few people and, as she thought, he wasn't in their count.- But...how'd you know? - My dear child...Come closer. She frowns, but steps closer to him, looking into distance. Paladin softly hugs her by shoulders, smiling.- There are so many things in this life, that we're trying to hide from others. But it comes out in time, isn't it? - Actually, yes..But still... - I remember one elven lady, that was visiting Lordaeron once, with message from Quel'thalas. She was different of other elves – quiet and shy. Maybe because of her appearance – for a High elf she wasn't really atttractive. I remember her name still – Asthande Silverleaf. She had glance of poisonous snake... even without that sickness of magic. - That was you then...Sir...But... - But nowadays I met other one elven lady. Gorgeous, attractive... With kind glance and soft voice. But of same azure-blue color, as had that previous lady. She have a long strange name, that doesn't suit her in truth. - I'm trying to hide myself under it... She looks down, frowning still. Paladin smiles softly, covering her shoulders with his cloak and saving from sharp snow.- Keepers of Time, that gave you a mask of illusions, hiding your real face, are masters of their work, but... You can't hide it from those, who follows the Light path. And you, as being one of us, shouldn't hide it. - I understand...But it hurts still...Sir.. - What have done you in your past – that are only your mistakes. Don't let them to curse your present life. Priestess smiles, laying head on his shoulder. Feeling, like if she was talking with father...Same warm hand on her shoulder, same soft voice.- Sir...I'm following the Light path for a year..But there are things, that I don't understand still...Could you teach me?... - I have seen, how fine you teached our clerics to heal curses. And you wish someone to teach you? - Healing and belief isn't same... - I'm glad you understand that. I'll, with great pleasure, sister Astha. Just remember, that three virtues of the Light are – respect, tenacity and compassion. - Shield, sword and word? - That's it. She smiles, closing eyes, and paladin returnes glance to the horizon – of blood red color because of rising sun.
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