Taldan sat down, and then stood right back up. He cleared his throat and began. For the next few hours he talked like he hadn’t spoken to anyone in years. Reminiscing about the high elves, and arcane magic. He told me about his secret wish to openly practice magic again. Stating adamantly that he understands the dangers, and knows why they’ve banned it “but still…” He told me how he knew of small groups of Night elves scattered across Azeroth in hiding because they feared the repercussions of their choice to continue the practice. I started to get the feeling he wished he could join them. When I expressed this to him, he vehemently denied it citing only job security as a reason, not that he would EVER practice the arcane arts. Pshaw! Job security my big toe!
He rambled on for a while longer, completely avoiding the whole tutu question. Finally I had to stop him. After all I had Rabid bears to vanquish and Artifacts to gather.. and some weird blue light to investigate. That was the beginning of a great friendship whenever I was in town I would stop and we'd exchange stories. Then busy season came, and it seemed like he was always buying someone's things or "with a customer". So I left Taldan for a little while and went on adventuring. It was several weeks before I realized I hadn't talked to him. I'd sold him some junk and bought some water from him, but all in a hurry with no real opportunity for conversation. I'd been swept off to the Eastern Kingdoms, and was now Rank 58. I was in the middle of Blackrock Depths pondering the location of the flame keepers when he crossed my mind. Right then I decided I'd make a special trip back to Auberdine just to see my sweet Taldan... whoa, what did I just call him...
