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Mirathendia wrote: ↑Fri Mar 15, 2019 9:09 pm Known Associates: Khorb, Mirathendia, high-ranking members of multiple goblin cartels

Khorb sez: "Tweezle Sparkscatter? Never heard of her. Innocent-sounding name, though. Probably never did anything wrong."

Khorshah settled down in his chair and broke the seal with his thumb, pulling the letter out. Honorable leadership of the Grim; Captain Khortall was found wanting by the crew. He has been replaced. Khelyin has been sent to honor his commitment to your organization. We trust she will serve your purpo...

A rolled scroll of the same standard paper used for the Horde's military orders, sealed with the mark of the Shattered Hand. Grim, Your Horde came to our world seeking payment of a debt. The Mag'Har answered that call. The Alliance has wronged my people on Draenor just as much as they have yours her...

Khorshah settled down behind his desk after Mirathendia left, the chair creaking under the big Tauren's weight. He opened the chest, drew the shredded tapestry aside, and regarded the skull in its resting place. "Now what in the world drove you to think infiltrating The Grim, of all the Horde, ...

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Khelendra stayed quiet through the questions, looking around the stable again with that detached air - until that glowing hand reached for her. She darted back, slamming against the stable wall hard enough to send dust wafting down from above. “I said I don’t use that name anymore.” Her voice had th...

Khelendra focused, just for a moment, when Mira said her name. “I don’t use that name anymore.” She walked past the paladin and into the stable, her eyes closing as she took in smells and feelings that had once been familiar - but even now seemed as chaotic and lost as the rest. “I’m too sober for t...

...But sometimes the Light was one step ahead of her. Khelendra stepped out of the shadows and into the doorway, not meeting her sister’s gaze. A shaky hand rubbed at the side of her face as she looked around the stable, and she spoke before her sister could get a word out in a voice that seemed… un...

“You don’t understand, Z, she’s my sister . I can’t just -- not talk to her.” Khelendra paced the length of the barn on what was still called “Dabyrie’s Farmstead” even though the eponymous family were long dead. The bodies of a half-dozen Syndicate mercenaries lay scattered over the hay, limbs twis...

High Inquisitor, Since you see fit to lay the admission of an obvious fraud at my feet, I've decided to rectify the mistake. Khortall is an orc, and while his he may not be as easy on the eyes as other prospects, we should find no reason to question his loyalty to the Horde and to the Mandate. Unlik...

Khelendra took a long swig of ale from the flask as she scanned the Grim’s roster update for the week - and nearly choked, eyes going wide and then narrowing suddenly, when she saw a particular name. Sister, she thought - at least, she thought she thought it; it was getting hard to tell - you’re go...

Khorshah eyed the shattered remains of his skeletal scribe, and glared at the corpse of the ogre whose club had cracked the servant's skull. He mused for a moment on the value of reanimating the big lump, shook his head, then pulled out paper and pen and got to work writing the letter himself. Rona'...

Admitted.

Khorshah narrowed his eyes as he read the letter, and frowned at the second paragraph. He looked over at the skeletal scribe, who nodded with pen at the ready. Qabian, I'm admitting this one on my own authority, since her sister was apparently able to join our ranks with even less than that. If it t...

Khorshah read the letter, grunted, and dropped it back on the pile, then looked at the skeletal scribe. "Take this down." Qabian, She has fought with us and suffered for us. While you might take joy in seeing blood shed and flesh seared for the Mandate, I prefer a different brand of Trial....