Thread:John1Thousand/@comment-34964696-20170130201849/@comment-34964696-20170220021251

Thanks man!! Also don't worry I got you on that one!

In a mystical forest of some sorts, The Heart of the Land, Cenarius, is seen trudging and gazing at the environment all around him. The Patron God of all Druids marveled in what he felt to be safe sanctuary, not a fan of all of the civilization that the other races of Azeroth were so accustomed to.

Cenarius: And the Humans call their masssive stone and steel castles beautiful and majestic. No... This is what true beauty and majesty is!! Nature, and all of it's homegrown wonders!

He would've continued had a red rift not suddenly appear and take him along with it.

(insert him falling onto a spot of light amidst darkness, though this time he lands on his feet.)

Cenarius: What is this place? Where am I?

???: What in God's name are you?

Cenarius turned around to see a man wielding a bow and with a strange hair-style.

Cenarius: Well Human, allow me to introduce myself. I am Cenarius, Patron God of all Druids and the Heart of The Land. Who are you?

???: The name's Hanzo, and what's a druid?

The Forest Lord then began explaning what a druid was and Hanzo listened to every detail.

Hanzo: Incredible.

Cenarius: Indeed, but do you know where we are Human?

Hanzo: I'm clueless. My apologies.

(Insert arrogant voice)

Cenarius: Fool! I will not be taken lightly!

Hanzo: Neither will I!

Voice: Oh yeah?

Instead of any mist or aura appearing to summon them to their fights, the voice snaps their fingers and the Forest Lord and Overwatch archer are instantly transported to their respective fights.