A small imp peeks around a corner within the main hall of The Grim's headquarters. Within it's hands is an envelope. One cannot deduce if the stench is coming from the imp or from the letter itself until the abomination quickly tosses the letter on top of one of the tables and quickly scurries out.
To whom it may concern,
I won't pretend ((a few words are scratched through as it seems whoever had written this had little control of their hands)) to be in any good graces of The Grim, considering the fact that some of you knew me as a human just months ago. My name is Natalia Ravenmoore, and before you crumple up this paper you should know a few things. Thanks to Lupinum, I was brought back from the brink of death. Unfortunately for me I could only be resurrected as one of the Forsaken now. Quite unladylike to have pieces of your own skin falling away and reeking of rot. But, I digress. I want to be a part of your guild. Your way of living is the only way to live: the strong survive and the weak are to be subjugated, converted, or killed. With my power over fel and quite a knack for causing, shall we say, disruptions within the Alliance guilds should prove very useful to The Grim. Since my usual hangouts would cause quite a stir, I suppose you can find me within the Undercity while I await your response.
-With much love and hate,
Natalia Ravenmoore
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Re: Natalia Ravenmoore...
Ruuki scowled as the imp darted away from her desk in the Office of the Inquisition, grumbling under her breath about needing pest control. The stench of the letter bothered her little- she shared an office with Khorvis who had rather questionable hygiene . It couldn't be worse than on a warm summer's day. She opened the letter, eyes scanning its contents while she fumbled for a quill and parchment to pen a reply.
"Newly Forsaken? Hmm..." she muttered to herself, finally setting the letter down to write her reply.
"Natalia,
We are holding a special Inquisition this Friday eve, at 8 by the Goblin clock in Warspear. You can find myself and Inquisitor Lilliana at the tavern there. We shall see if the Mandate has use for the newly Forsaken.
-Inquisitor Ruuki the Reborn"
"Newly Forsaken? Hmm..." she muttered to herself, finally setting the letter down to write her reply.
"Natalia,
We are holding a special Inquisition this Friday eve, at 8 by the Goblin clock in Warspear. You can find myself and Inquisitor Lilliana at the tavern there. We shall see if the Mandate has use for the newly Forsaken.
-Inquisitor Ruuki the Reborn"