[Action for Fayren]

[son_of_durotan]

[On the outskirts of Fayren, a small stone shrine had been built and around it are four hand-carved totems, each with a different rune carved into the front of the wood. Thrall had just finished setting up for the ritual and took a step back, placing the Doomhammer on the ground, resting it on its head. He bowed his head for a while with eyes closed as he began to meditate, breath matching the ebb and flow of the wind, stance as solid as the earth, motions as fluid as a water, and once he opened them again, eyes filled with flame. He raised his hands above his head and bellowed to the heavens...]

STORM, EARTH AND FIRE! HEED MY CALL! Accept this humble offering to the elements that we may keep the balance of this fair land!

[His voice rang out like thunder, and one by one each of the totems began to glow. One bursting into flames, one spraying water high into the air like a geyser, another was struck by lightning repeatedly as rocks slowly began to rise and engulf the last. Thrall glanced around before making a motion with his hand, each of the totems returning to their quiet dormant state though the runes on their fronts began to glow softly.]

Odd... no Elementals came to test my resolve? What strange land is this?