'Lady Gale'

Stories abound in East Ashenvale of unsettling sightings with a common streak. Be it the deer of glowing, hollow eyes, stiff movements, that would unhinge its jaw when spotted and let forth its Gale Shriek, or the morally contested Chained Lady -- blind yet truth-seeing, found by a stream offering an ear and her bargains when the most desperate seem to inevitably find her. Whatever their origin, something about these centuries-old tales rings eerily familiar in the wake of one 'Lady Gale' now roaming the roads and forests of the kingdoms. Inenarrably inauspicious in the still, austere demeanor the towering, spire-like Highborne carries herself with, the Lady is a great contradiction: gentle care that unsettles one's very core, untouched beauty that bids more to recoil than to admire. Whatever reverence she might once have sparked, this new visage seems to stir only the darkest forms of worship. Rumors trail after the chilling figure: a shepherd of the Risen, a tender of the Soul, haunted by something ancient.