A miniature crane flutters into the garrison. Landing in your hand, it unfolds into a flat square of fine Pandaren origami paper. A short note is written on it:
Dawn's rays break the night.
The first beam scatters shadows.
Rising, it shines bright.
On the back is written:
A paladin grows.
His is called Pepetlaca.
To Grim, I propose.
—Paxristos, The Tranquil Master
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