Echoing, Echoing. [Closed to Abby]
She fairly floated to Religion Row, buoyed by the excitement of having another draenei aboard. She wasn't alone! It would be okay! There would be two of them to carry on their people's legacy instead of it all falling on Nehaalista's head. And the best part of it all...
...THEY COULD COMPARE HOOVES AND PHILOSOPHIES OF THE LIGHT! Or argue about the place of the elements in the grand spectrum of their society, but she'd sat at Farseer Akirum's side long enough to get two lifetimes out of that.
Nehaalista stopped at Aibghalien's transporter and stared at it. Oh, she didn't like using this thing. The last time she nearly ended up in a wall. But, she had promised. Steeling herself and hoping she wouldn't have to replace a limb, Nehaalista stepped into it and felt all of her barbels curl in fearful anticipation.
Thousands of years in Naaru technology, and she was still afraid of being turned inside out. Luckily, she appeared just slightly off center of where she was supposed to and planted her hooves firmly on the ground. [Hello, Aibghalien,] she greeted.
...THEY COULD COMPARE HOOVES AND PHILOSOPHIES OF THE LIGHT! Or argue about the place of the elements in the grand spectrum of their society, but she'd sat at Farseer Akirum's side long enough to get two lifetimes out of that.
Nehaalista stopped at Aibghalien's transporter and stared at it. Oh, she didn't like using this thing. The last time she nearly ended up in a wall. But, she had promised. Steeling herself and hoping she wouldn't have to replace a limb, Nehaalista stepped into it and felt all of her barbels curl in fearful anticipation.
Thousands of years in Naaru technology, and she was still afraid of being turned inside out. Luckily, she appeared just slightly off center of where she was supposed to and planted her hooves firmly on the ground. [Hello, Aibghalien,] she greeted.