A roughly penned letter on simple stock.

[Nokokomah]

Dear Sirs, Madams, and Others;

My name is Nokokomah, a shaman of the Darkstorm tauren tribe. I'm young, but I've travelled this world quite a bit and have seen quite a few things in my time. My entire tribe was wiped out by a necromancer of the Scourge, leaving only a very few survivors, of which I am one. I tell you this so that you can gather an idea of the kind of person I am and what things might motivate me to seek admittance into your ranks. As you can imagine, I have little tolerance for any of the evil undead, and by the same merit, any unmindful agents of chaos and destruction.

I say "unmindful" because chaos and destruction are, in and of themselves, not necessarily evil. They can be a force for change, which is necessary for survival. On the other side of the coin, however, are the stable forces of order and creation, which as a shaman I respect deeply. I believe that your order also respects these forces - both the former side of the coin and the latter - and that is what motivates to write this letter.

I submit myself to your membership for any trials or tests you wish of me to determine my worthiness of joining your ranks. I understand that I lack the requisite number of seasons, but I was recommended by one of yours to seek admittance nonetheless. Whatever is required of me, please let me know.

Sincerely,
Nokokomah Darkstorm.