Featuring: Rhantanahhn Muravine and Napthara Firestarter The study in lack of fashion sense stood yawning sleepily on her balcony in the hero’s rest. Blearily she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, muttering darkly at the commotion on the streets of Dalaran below. She poked the still snoring pink haired gnome on the bed in the ribs. “Get up Napth, something big is happening.” “Jus fie mor minut lov.” Rhane sighed. There was no waking the gnome if she didn’t want waking. Instead she pulled off her bright pink pyjamas, and began to gird herself in her armour. For the most part it was intricately sculpted titanium, some of the finest work The Alliance’s armour smiths had ever created. As she did every morning, Rhane sighed softly upon looking at it. As a dedicated member of the mitheral order