Alexstrasza sat upon her perch of Wyrmrest Temple, as usual. She is in her mortal form at the moment, resting with one leg crossed over another and her hands pillaring behind her.

“It is the fires within, that burn the brightest.”

the Dragon Queen says, her blazing red hair flows out from behind her, licks of flame constantly escape from it. Despite her more regal and often divine looking nature, she is not a goddess nor does she pretend otherwise.

“What brings you before me?”

She asks, her glowing golden eyes warm and full of wisdom.