A worthy supplicant

[Greebo]

** Those words are written in a tight, blocky, and tidy script across a large sheet of vellum of uncertain origin - too large for a gnome, too hairless for a dwarf, a bluish tint rules out human. **

** In a smaller, more cursive hand is written **
My dearest Inquisitors,

I have watched the young Blood Moon Tarumah for some time now - indeed since I found him in Desolace a few years ago. His anger is focused and his strength grows with each turn of the moons through our skies. The rumbling in the earth sends a tingle through my - for want of a better word - soul and I say to you that we would do well to swell our ranks with as many druids and shaman as we can find who walk our path. His hide is thick and his dedication to the Mandate agreeably complete. He has no patience with the written word and his orcish is not strong so I have, with his permission, taken the liberty of inscribing this letter of introduction for him. You will find his mark, or hoof print, affixed below - I imagine you will recognize the ink.

In this as ever I remain,
Your humble and obedient serv't
Greebo, Twice Made.
Light's Vaunted Justice and Dreadweaver

** a dark rusty imprint of a large hoof takes up the majority of the sheet - held aloft to the night sky you can see a trace of the glimmers that can sometimes be found in kal'dorei blood but you are unsure how those glimmers are fixed in the dried form as they normally fade when the liquid congeals **