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| - High above the Netherstorm, Aliandra Mandar hovers, trapped inside a nether vortex. She doesn’t know how long she has been floating there. Time has no meaning to her anymore. She’s been here an eternity, slowly waiting for death to come.The first few hours (or was it days?) she had tried to cast spells to get out of here, but that only served to tire her our more. She had no magic left, and wouldn’t be able to recover it until she got some sleep…But if she fell asleep, she knew she wouldn’t wake up.She had torn up her already ragged robe and bandaged the worst of her wounds, but that had been something of a curse. The winds were beginning to pick up, and the temperature was rapidly dropping.Aliandra was curled into a ball, trying to keep warm. It didn’t help.She silently cursed herself. If
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| - High above the Netherstorm, Aliandra Mandar hovers, trapped inside a nether vortex. She doesn’t know how long she has been floating there. Time has no meaning to her anymore. She’s been here an eternity, slowly waiting for death to come.The first few hours (or was it days?) she had tried to cast spells to get out of here, but that only served to tire her our more. She had no magic left, and wouldn’t be able to recover it until she got some sleep…But if she fell asleep, she knew she wouldn’t wake up.She had torn up her already ragged robe and bandaged the worst of her wounds, but that had been something of a curse. The winds were beginning to pick up, and the temperature was rapidly dropping.Aliandra was curled into a ball, trying to keep warm. It didn’t help.She silently cursed herself. If only she hadn’t used her last mana emerald in the fight against…Varozus.For a moment, she could see his demonic face leering inches from hers, taunting her.The next few hours (or was it minutes?), she screamed curses at the Eredar that brought her here. When her voice gave out, she wept, her tears mingling with her blood.She was drifting off to sleep when a bird call rang out, startling her. The source of the sound was a deep black raven, which was circling her slowly. Aliandra looked at the bird carefully, trying not to shiver. A bubble of blood burst at the corner of Aliandra’s mouth. Her teeth chattered softly. “I think I’ll name you… aki…akatha …Akathisia.” She laughed weakly, and began to doze off again.The raven swooped in suddenly, grabbing at her red hair with his beak. Aliandra jerked, shrieking, “Nonononono! Bad bird!” He flew away from her, the prized strands clasped firmly in his mouth. He dived past the clouds and out of sight.Aliandra shouted after him, “Akathisia!” But the bird didn’t return. Frowning, she muttered, “Bad bird…” as her head lolled to the side, and sleep threatened to take her once more.Aliandra could feel warmth returning to her limbs. She smiled through her cracked lips. She saw a dark figure flit at the corner of her vision, heading towards her, but it was too late. She closed her eyes and entered the abyss.
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