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Sylvren and Alystiria Windrunner were born to Alistaria and Sylderes Windrunner, nobles of the Windrunner house. Aly was the first born, a sweet child who made both her parents very happy. It was decided early on that she would be study the arcane, like her mother.

Seven years later, Alistaria gave birth to another child, a son named Sylvren. Sylderes was very proud, finally a son of his own for him to raise and heir to his place in the Windrunner house. Sylderes had begun training Sylvren in the ways of the Blood Knights, though Sylvren hadn’t taken to the lessons as naturally as Aly had taken to her mother’s lessons.

Both Aly and Syl grew up healthy and strong. Aly strong in mind, and Syl strong in body, but both very strong in spirit, and both very proud of their heritage. Life was good, the orcs had been rounded up and the Second War over, so their father had no war to fight in.

Sylvren and Alystiria had both heard the rumors of the coming of demons, but neither paid them much heed, choosing instead to indulge in the innocence of their youth. Even when their father left to fight for the Alliance against this new threat, they felt it just another war their father was involved in, and that he’d come home safely like always.

Time passed, Sylderes stopped sending word and never came home. But word had come of a new threat, one that sought to consume and destroy the entire world, the Frozen Scourge, led by the fallen prince Arthas Menethil.

The rallying call sounded through out the city, “The Scourge attacks Silvermoon!”

Sylvren instantly took up arms and ran to the cities’ limits, only to be snatched up by a noble of the Windrunner house. The nobles, it seems, had voted that if the Scourge attacked, the Windrunners were to flee the city; in order to keep a system of government in together should the city fall. Sylvren and Alystiria, along with their mother, fled southward, heading across the highland chasm to the lands of Khaz Modan.

Word eventually reached them of the fall of their city, and, like all Blood Elves, they felt their connection to the Sunwell break, the powers of Alystiria and Alistaria quickly drained, along with Sylvren’s power, but he still had a bow given to him for his coming of age birthday. He had shown unusual prowess with the bow, and he chose to use that as his means of defending his family.

Eventually, the trio made their way to the harborage of Booty Bay, but instead of peace there, they found only more heartache. Soon upon their arrival, they learned of the fall of Sylderes to the Scourge, and that drove Alistaria into a spiraling depression, she used the last of her magic to flee to her arcane tower in the Outlands, instructing Sylvren and Alystiria to flee to Kalimdor to be free of the Scourge.

Months later, Sylvren and Alystiria arrived upon the shore of Kalimdor, but a storm hit them while they were looking for a place to run aground. They hit some rocks, and were shipwrecked upon the shore. Sylvren and Alystiria were separated, both being sent in opposite directions along the mysterious coast.

Sylvren awoke to the sounds of a crackling fire, and the sniffing muzzle of a wolf. He looked up to see the smiling face of a white haired Night Elf. The elf was a hunter, and took Sylvren on as an apprentice. The elf’s name was Kalarak, and he took Sylvren all over the world, even to the recesses of the Outlands. He trained him into the hunter he is today.

Alystiria’s story isn’t as happy. She awoke to the sounds of troll laughter and violent grabs. She was taken to the trolls’ camp, tied to a bed in the chieftain’s hut, and forced into sexual slavery. Her entire time there, she was brain washed into thinking all she was good for was pleasing the tribe, and she was shared amongst the tribe’s men, and even when the occasion called for it, their women.

One day, Sylvren and Kalarak came across a troll camp, and spotted a very familiar Blood Elf. Kalarak and Sylvren raided the camp and rescued Alystiria. They eventually restored Aly to her old self, but the damage was done, and Aly would never be the same.

They eventually made their way back to their fallen lands, to find that their city of Silvermoon had been restored, so they began their lives again. And to this day, they remember their story, the untold story of the Windrunner house.