Grim Views

Aderlee squinted and frowned at the Sen'Jin Fetish laying flat on the table. Jammed in its mouth was a rolled up parchment, sealed with red wax and stamped with an 'A'. Aderlee wiggled his three fingers over the Fetish until it levitated off the table, its eyes glowing a pale red. Aderlee's deep voice commanded the floating trinket.

"Okie dokie mon, ju go to da Grim an wait until some mon takes de message, ya?"

The Fetish responded with a voice slightly muffled from having parchment stuffed in it's mouth, "OWIDIBAH!"

Aderlee nodded, satisfied, and opened the front door to his lab to allow the message to be delivered. He watched the small piece of painted wood float into the distance, it's destination the guild hall of The Grim.

The message is written in orcish, inked in very neat and short strokes. The Fetish would remain floating outside of the guild hall unless disturbed, and would return to Aderlee if given a new parchment.

The Grim-

Aderlee wishes to join your ranks. I am dissatisfied with the horde leadership. I have fought and healed alongside members of The Grim on several occasions, and have seen what you do. I would hope they have seen what I do. The Grim is the future of the horde, and I want to be a part of that future. The fetish will deliver your response. It is not fire proof.

-Witchdoctor Aderlee

Lilliana watched the 'Fetish' float into the guild hall.

"What the hell is THAT?" She followed it until it stopped, floating in midair. There the trinket hovered, apparently waiting for someone to take the parchment that was rolled up in it's mouth.

"Cool, that's a new way to get mail." She pulled out the missive, unrolled it, and upon reading what was written within, she squealed, "Aderlee! It's Aderlee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She even spun around in excitement, holding up the missive for the Grim who were home this morning to see.

Lilliana then ran off to a desk. She smoothed the parchment down, and began to pen a reply onto a new clean sheet of paper.

Witchdoctor Aderlee,

Your chances of becoming one of the Grim would be much higher if you thought enough to buy me one of those sarsaparilla's with the icecream you had at the Faire yesterday! But that's okay, the Grim will still consider you. I like what you said in your letter, although I do not know if the Grim is the sole future of the Horde, but it is certainly one of the weapons in which the Horde needs to survive.

Come to our Inquisition, either tonight at 8:30pm by the goblin clock, or the following Monday at 7pm by the goblin clock. There you can prove to the Inquisitors and the Grim present just what you can do - and then maybe work towards becoming one of the true Grim.

Lilliana Bloodshine
Inquisitor

*there is a little happy face drawn at the bottom*