Looking through my scope, I could see each flag had two large white birds, something like white eagles with longer necks, on them that appeared to be circling each other.

"Hold hero." A voice I'd heard once before resonated around me. "Fallen they may be, but the Night elves are still my children, and they have invoked the Rite of Respite. A price must be paid, but should the night elves abide by the terms of the Respite, my laws must be obeyed."

I was shaken. This was the voice of the head god of the elves, the Great Father, my maidens and matrons had called him. The voice was...