Lena stood in an upper level room of the Exodar, looking out over the expansive floor. In a way, it felt like home. Since landing on Azeroth, she hadn't taken much time to look back. But now, she appreciated the solidity of this ship.
There were moments of clarity and doubt, along with freedom and anxiety, certainly, since leaving the other order, but as she gazed at the other women in the circle, she couldn't help but smile. They had little other than each other and their few recruits. But they would make it. They would make their own way.
There was a new order, a new reckoning. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, rolling her shoulders under the stiff new tabard. The three women continued to chat, and Lena smiled, jumping up on a spare box that held what little belongings they carried, pulling out her diary and starting to write.
They would be the Shadows of Argus.
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