Grim Views

A large white bird of prey flaps its way out of the ruins of Lordaeron, winging between branches and trunk on its way to The Grim hall. Shar'adore flutters to a perch near the main gate, gives one loud screech, and hops towards whomever happens by at the time. She's fairly docile, and at a quick glance you see a small roll of parchment tied to her leg.

Grim, I left with no notice or warning, and that was not right. If a challenge is to be made, I will accept it openly. I admit that I am unready to be given peace, and so request an alternative. Allow me to complete my trials, prove my loyalty, and be put to good use. I am through with running away. ~K

The note has a return address marked as a horde soldier's locker in Warspear. Shar'adore soars off once the note is free of her leg, giving another screech once in the distance.