"I still hear the hum of the Nightwell in my dreams. My people, the Shal'dorei, continue to suffer and I will not let them perish to addiction to arcwine!"

*It is nightfall as you travel the roads of Moonglade on the shores of Lake Elune'ara. You had hoped to make it to Nighthaven by now.*

*Suddenly, you see a beautiful elf standing on the shore, her long silver hair reflecting the moonlight from the sky and the lake. At first you believed her to be one of the Night Elves, but as she turned to face you, the glowing runes on her body clearly marked her as one of the Nightborne. The light of her eyes also feels arcane in nature.*

*Her face is melancholic as she looks onto the lake, then upon seeing you, her face is filled with surprise, but she steadies herself*
Aran’arcana, traveller. What brings you to this place?

Merielle Duskweaver, Nightborne Healer