"When I was young, I was a wolf and I sang to the moon with my brothers while we ran the night on silent padded paws that knew the green ways through the old forest. It was a world without limit, without pain or fear or guilt, the ancient songs that made the world were known to us then and are still in the land where we were born." ---The Templar's Journal Tamlin himself is unsure of his origins, though he was surely found as a young child, feral and ill kept with nothing but a rune inscribed moonstone about his neck and a child's simple call name. He recalls being given to druids who soon determined him too wild and fractious to learn the ways of the shan. Apprenticed to a trapper and hunter, Tamlin learned bowcraft and leather work. Never comfortable with the company of other Kal'dorei,
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| - "When I was young, I was a wolf and I sang to the moon with my brothers while we ran the night on silent padded paws that knew the green ways through the old forest. It was a world without limit, without pain or fear or guilt, the ancient songs that made the world were known to us then and are still in the land where we were born." ---The Templar's Journal Tamlin himself is unsure of his origins, though he was surely found as a young child, feral and ill kept with nothing but a rune inscribed moonstone about his neck and a child's simple call name. He recalls being given to druids who soon determined him too wild and fractious to learn the ways of the shan. Apprenticed to a trapper and hunter, Tamlin learned bowcraft and leather work. Never comfortable with the company of other Kal'dorei,
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| - Feral and fierce, this Kal'dorei is the bane of the Horde.
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| - "When I was young, I was a wolf and I sang to the moon with my brothers while we ran the night on silent padded paws that knew the green ways through the old forest. It was a world without limit, without pain or fear or guilt, the ancient songs that made the world were known to us then and are still in the land where we were born." ---The Templar's Journal Tamlin himself is unsure of his origins, though he was surely found as a young child, feral and ill kept with nothing but a rune inscribed moonstone about his neck and a child's simple call name. He recalls being given to druids who soon determined him too wild and fractious to learn the ways of the shan. Apprenticed to a trapper and hunter, Tamlin learned bowcraft and leather work. Never comfortable with the company of other Kal'dorei, he soon lost himself again to the wild. He wandered thus, avoiding civilization until Nordrassil was struck and shattered. The impact to what he thinks of as "the Green" or the growing living world was enough to startle the young Kal'dorei out of his isolated existence. Tamlin walked out of the wild in the company of a large black wolf and was amazed to discover eventually that Ashenvale felt as familiar as any dream of a home he had known.
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