Arriving in Darkshire, the cursed town that sat closest to the tower of Karazhan, Katalyna handed over control of her Wintersaber, Xuehu, to the stable master and entered the well lit Inn. She made her way through the throng to where the bartender stood, pouring a drink. “Hello. I’m looking for a man named Truckherder.” She murmured, smiling at the bartender. He looked at her for a moment before gesturing to a man who sat in the corner with his back to two walls, wary eyes scanning the inn. “Thank you.”
She made her way over to the man and sat down at the table he was at, ensuring that she didn’t obscure too much of his view of the room. Her chainmail jangled as she sat. “Truckherder? I am Katalyna.” She smiled at him and offered him her paw for a handshake.
The grizzled warrior cast his eyes down at her paw and he grunted. Sighing inwardly, she withdrew her paw. “I’ve been sent here by the Earthen Ring to accompany your expedition into the tower of Karazhan.”
“I know who you are. What can you do that a priest or a paladin can’t do?” he asked, casting an eye over the shaman. Since the Draenai had brought Shamanism into the Alliance, she had often been judged on the fact that she communed with the elements, and not the light.
Katalyna allowed herself a small smirk. “Lots, but I’m not accompanying you to tend to wounds. I use the elements to chastise enemies.” She explained. “I’d be happy to give you a demonstration, if you’d like. I can also use my bond with the elements to enhance your power and the power of our company.” She explained.
Shamanism had three branches. There were the enhancement shamans, who used their strong bond with the element of Air to help weapons hit faster and harder. The restoration shamans used the power of water to heal wounds and cleanse away diseases and curses. And Elemental shamans, the type that Katalyna was, excelled at using their bonds with the elements to send bolts of lightning and balls of fire at their enemies from range.
“Mage can do the damage. Don’t know that we need enhancement to our attacks and life tho.”
“You will find that it comes in quite handy. I can also inspire our company to work harder and faster.” Standing up, she attempted another smile at the surly man. “We will have to work together to ensure that we are able to complete our tasks in the mage tower.” Her eyes then grew flinty, and she stepped directly into his line of sight. “And you have no choice. I’ve been directed by the military of Stormwind to accompany you. I will see you outside the tower.” She exited the Inn then, reclaimed her Wintersaber and made her way through Duskwood and the Deadwind Pass towards the tower of the mad mage Medivh.
It was many days later that the company, headed up by Truckherder and Katalyna were done. They had just finished a large battle with an Eredar who called himself Prince Malchezzar. He was now slain and the two of them stood back to back, fire crackling around them from one of Katalyna’s totems as they surveyed the company that had joined them on this mission.
“We did it.” She murmured.
“That we did.” Truckherder nodded, and she felt his movement. The past days had been filled with tension as the Warrior didn’t feel that he needed the Shaman’s assistance and the Shaman had felt that her presence was unwelcome. But in their last battle, none of that had mattered. Truckherder had held the Eredar at bay as Katalyna had assisted their comrades in reaching their full potential, causing damage quickly and efficiently. The company had been almost overwhelmed at the end, when a great demonic infernal had come through the sky and landed on top of the priest and druid who were tasked with healing everyone’s wounds. Frantic, Katalyna had switched to using her bond with the element of water to wash away the blood and grime of the wounds of the company, and most specifically Truckherder. She had been nearing exhaustion, however, as the great Eredar had fallen.
She felt Truckherder grab her paw as they stood back to back and she leaned more firmly against him. “Thank you.” He murmured.
“You’re welcome.” She responded.
And that began the great friendship between Truckherder, the human warrior, and Katalyna the pandaren shaman.
(No, Matt and I didn’t meet in WoW… but he did propose to me inside the game)