A crumbled ball of paper appears before you
Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2019 2:38 am
Laying on the desk with a candle in the room causing the disfigured shadow to dance in the light. You find a ball of paper crumbled and slightly torn, as if it had been in someone's pocket for a few days. You begin to unravel it, beginning to realize that what had laid before you was in fact a letter. A slightly smudged, crudely worded letter.
((Translation:
To da person dis be reachin,
I be seekin an audience wit who be willin ta speak wit me. Dey be sayin the war be ova but I be hearin whispas. Whispas dat dere be a group dat be tinkin like I do. Da war neva be ova. Da alliance and da horde will neva make peace. I be no frend ta dem and I tink we be havin dat in common.
If ya agree ta speak wit me, leave a tuft of hair wit da keepa in Ogrimma. I come find ya if ya be willin.
Zalanjo
))To whomever reads this,
I'm seeking an audience with someone willing to speak with me. There's talk the war is over but I've been hearing whispers. The whispers tell me of a group that thinks like I do. The war will never be over. The alliance and horde will never make peace. I'm not a friend to them and I think we have that in common.
If you agree to speak with me, leave a tuft of hair with the innkeeper in Ogrimmar. I'll come find you if you are willing.
Zalanjo