Tiandron

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Nathandiel
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Nathandiel wanders through the guild hall and spots some mail. "Ooooo." He picks it up and turns it over, then again, and then smells it, draw it back and forth under his nose like a harmonica.

His eyes close as he breaths in the scent of fresh parchment and wax. He tingles a little bit.

His eyes shoot open. What if Awatu sees!?

Nathandiel drops the letter and scrams, giggling a little bit as he disappears into the greater shadows.
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Kiannis
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Late in the evening, a scrawny looking orc peon plods the halls with a wooden bucket and rudimentary mop. The sudsy water is sloshed onto the floor as the worker begins to scrub. Soon enough, he turns a corner and is met with a gasp, giggling, and imperceptible bootsteps in the opposite direction. Curious, the peon approaches the notice board and mail slot from where the sounds originated from- leaning down to grab the crisp, scented envelope. He also runs the item beneath his nose, only to scowl and recoil- before grabbing his tools and stalking off.

It had been before dawn that Kiannis absconded his meager quarters and made way for the office of the High Inquisitor. Ruuki had done well in cleaning and reorganizing the space, but he found little reason to occupy the area for longer than was necessary. Upon entering, he notices the parchment standing out on the desk that is the centerpiece of the room. He peels back the sealing wax and pulls the contents, eyes darting over the script, twice. The elf leans onto the desk, quickly grasping parchment, quill, and inkwell, and scrawls a short missive.
Find me in Dalaran, and you will have your audience. Know that you do not look to tread an easy path- many break along the way.
-Ranger Ash'Therod
Peace through Annihilation
Kiannis rolls the parchment and drips wax from a neaby candle onto the seam- stamping the glob with an imprint of the hooded skull and daggers. He steps to a window and opens the pane to be met by a large raven.

"I will meet you there, Scavenger." The Ranger gives his avian companion one stiff rub down the back as it beaks the little scroll, before both parties are off to their business.
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