Many miles away from Stormwind sits a small private land, tucked away in the hills of Gilneas. In the past it stood as the Weismer noble lands. Nowadays it's mostly deserted with the main gate shut tight. Oddly, even in it’s out of the way place, once and a while people can be seen traveling the road towards it. Whispers spread about there even being a ghost that lives within its walls.
It could not be any further from the truth as in a small building brimming with magic sparks of life return. Within the walls a portal opens up with the University’s mage tower room in view. Meranis steps through letting a grumble escape before lifting a hand up. With a little magic the room began to light up with magical flames. Books and pages began to come into view with the light, even a staff grew more visible above the fount.
The portal behind her shuts shortly after that as she moves towards a window on the far end. She pulls the curtains aside to peer out into the yard of her estate. Snow was falling down as a winter chill held the area. Among the winter scenes a small building out the corner of her eye appeared to be locked shut still and dark. The second building further on stood much taller than the first and cast a shadow among the area. Winds blew past it as it sat dark and quiet.
As she was about to step back it was then she spotted a man out in the yard. The cold weather did not seem to bother him yet what she noticed was the green eyes glowing. There was this cold stare filling her body. Shutting the curtain she growls slightly moving to grab a floating book. Taking a second to open it and fill small bits of note into it. After which she tosses it back into the air before stepping into the cold night.
Winds kick up slightly with her dress flapping about as she approaches the man...no Worgen. A chill ran down her spine, not because of the more exposed fur but because of him in general. Getting closer she let a growl out “What the hell are you doing on my land? How did you get in here while I was gone?”
The male Worgen begins to grin wickedly “I have my ways. No need to stress over it. You know why I am here anyways. Let’s skip the formalities, Meranis. I want to know what you know.”
Meranis snorts “Why should I tell you? You're on my land without permission?”
The Male Worgen’s grin fades as he stares irritated “Because we have a deal. I know you were coming in the first place cause I glimpsed it through Richard.”
Meranis stops a moment confused “You...seen me through him? How? So far I have not laid eyes on him. But...I know there is a Velmora there. That is where I run into a dead end.” She glares at Worgen “I will figure it out. Mark my words.”
The Male Worgen rolls his eyes moving around Meranis as he speaks with poison on his tongue “Oh you will? Good luck. I bet he is planning his move on you. If you let your guard down. Prepare for a sword in your back. That is what comes from being a SI:7 agent."
Meranis crosses her arms "I doubt he would have a chance. What info do you need if you can see through his eyes?"
Worgen chuckles "What else? There are many things I could use there. But my main goal is my book. Richard gave it to someone without my say. Plus I am getting tired of this game."
Meranis narrows her eyes "What are you planning?"
The Worgen raises a brow "It's it matter to you? Once you find what you're looking for. The place is worthless, correct?"
Meranis goes to rebuttal him but finds it hard to answer. In a fit she growls "Don't assume what that place's worth is to me. Right now it's a treasure trove of knowledge."
That was all that was needed to bring back his grin "Oh? You will have to tell me the good bits.”
Meranis waves him off as she heads for her home “Doubt it. All the knowledge I gain will be mine alone.” She glances over her shoulder growling “Now get lost.”
Worgen snorts, turning to walk off “Stuck up noble.” As he goes towards the gate his form ripples as it slips into the dream, pulling a red crystal out.
Getting inside her home, Meranis closes both eyes to focus on the spell array surrounding the land. The door itself remained sealed while there was no other presence besides herself. A sigh of relief escaped her with eyes opening. Eyes carried a brighter blue glow before fading out while her gaze settled on the interior of her building.
She was home, or what she made into her home nowadays. Strolling past a cooking counter that greeted wayward travelers back in the day. Now it's hollow and dark most of the time. She had everything here, so she thought. Being a noble was to be great but when no family is there to share it with. Only loneliness remains.
It was then some thoughts filled her mind as she worked at the University. Working in a library filled with books and down in the basement where she could learn about many artifacts. It felt renewed. Even for once the feeling of not having to hide felt...nice. And even students seem to be happy to see her. Yet she wondered why they even welcome or like her?