A different ending in a different kind of future. -by Drahliana The party of Rangers had traveled for weeks seeking their quarry. They had pursued leagues, endured false trails but the end was finally in sight on a lonely beach at the southernmost edge of Tanaris. They were confident but wary as the area still held a degree of peril for the unprepared. But it had led them to a silver haired Kaldorei unpacking crates and transferring their contents to what looked like to be a modified canoe. They moved steathily closer, apparantly unnoticed until suddenly she whirled around to face them.