The Beginning…

(this post marks the beginning of Noch’s story)

It was cold, it was always cold in the orphanage in Stormwind and today was no different in that regard. Today however was different in the Noch was getting out of here. For three years he had endured the teases and taunts the looks and insults from the other kids, “your hair is funny,” ” worthless son of a dirt farmer” “bandit bait” and the like. So what if his hair had gone to silver before he turned fifteen? Noch took it as a mark of pride that he at least remembered his parents, indeed he would never forget the night that Van Cleef and his thugs invaded his parents home killing his mother father and baby sister before burning the only home he had known to the ground.

But as I said today was different, for a peculiar young lady was standing outside talking to Matron nightingale about taking young Noch on as an apprentice. “I’m not sure Noch would be well suited to arcane studies miss…..” matron nightingale faltered realizing she could not recall the name of the young lady standing before here. “It’s Cloyce and i know the boy has the talent needed indeed i have not seen one of his potential in a long time” said miss Cloyce. ” I know that the orphanage has fallen on hard times of late so i wish to make a donation to help out… all i ask is that young Noch be allowed to study under me and my associates.” smiling slightly Cloyce continued ” and since he would be my apprentice naturally we would make sure he is clothed fed and housed freeing up room for more needy children?” Eying the heavy coin purse which dangled from Cloyce’s belt Matron nightingale relented saying “well if it will help the other children i suppose then it is fine if young Noch studies under you.

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