As Bippy came around from her ordeal Lottire mentioned that she was travelling to the Dark Portal in the Blasted Lands, to begin with Emanee wasn't so interested in going there, but excited and scared whispers over the mindlink convinced her that perhaps something was afoot so great that she really had to get there.
Swiftly using her hearthstone she arrived in a deserted Stormwind "how strange" she thought to herself running through the trade district to the Gryphon Master- around which several excited individuals were milling... a slight moment of doubt crossed Emanee's mind - would she make it in time? She hoped so!
On arrival in Netherguarde Keep she saw Nomirou, Tylarin, her sister Aeiseth - many of the exiles she knew and loved. Whispers suggesting that even more were infront of the portal and that many of the great guilds of the Alliance had amassed outside the portal.
The mottled band of exiles mounted up and swiftly travelled towards the portal. Upon arrival they realised that there were way more people amased together than they had ever seen before, Nightelves lined the hill all stood resplendant in their best battlegear. Down in the space infront of the portal however it seemed as though a large battle was being fought- drawing nearer it was obvious that perhaps hundreds of the horde were stood infront of its green glimmering darkness guarding the portal against others, whether they be entering or leaving.
Standing back away from the crowds in the basin calls were coming from other exiles wishing to see the portal, the time now drawing closer to when the prophecy stated it would open bringing forth untold destruction.
Nomirou swiftly summoned the exiles with the help of Emanee, Mundan and others. Before long a great number of the exiles were assembled infront of the portal; Knock, Kersher, Caul, Nomirou, Emanee, Aeiseth, Tylarin, Triksy, Moonwhalker, Mundan, Hiddenshadow, so many people; members of The Darnassus Sentinels, Unfinished Symphony, Closed Circle, Open Circle, Chi-Tensi so many people, hundreds of the alliance.
As more people joined looking on in awe the call came from an unknown source... "The time is nigh! We shall storm the portal. For the Alliance!"
The portal glowing brighter now, the horde on guard prepared. And the onslaught began, side by side the Alliance rushed the Horde, bloodshed in front of the portal - perhaps whatever is in there impressed by the bloodshed already witnessed outside wherever it may lead.
The portal is open... who knows where it will lead The Exiles...
Subject: The opening of the Portal