A courier approaches..
Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 3:01 am
A courier approaches, a large satchel slung over his backside, obviously in quite the hurry to make his daily rounds. He hands you a neatly folded envelope, bearing a well-finished, red wax seal, with a rather courtly "F" imprinted within the wax. Although the delivery method could possibly be considered rather unorthodox, the script laid within offers few other implications rather than professionalism. It reads:
To the Grim, it may concern..
I may admit beforehand, as I can see it as nothing less than an absolute necessity, that I feel a duty to this reader, to clarify my ignorance. There was a time, when I sought peace through means excluding violence, a time where I thought it safe to bring a child into this blood-stained world that we feel obliged to call home. My generosity & care exceeded that of a loving mother, this I can guarantee, but I, Aelesteel Felfarren, have faltered. I have been stripped of everything I hold dear, my cause has proven to be irrelevant to those above me, and to those above them. I have nothing, and I have realized that my wrong-doing and foolishness have led me down this path. All I ask of you, Grim, is redemption, and a cause. Through redemption, I offer you my blade to strike down those who not only have wronged me, but have wronged The Horde as a whole. And through a cause, I seek your banner to cast a shadow over The Alliance and I, permitting only I to leave this darkness. Allow me to join the ranks of The Grim, and I give my assurance that this wrong-doing will not occur again.
Sincerely,
Gabrïel Felfarren
To the Grim, it may concern..
I may admit beforehand, as I can see it as nothing less than an absolute necessity, that I feel a duty to this reader, to clarify my ignorance. There was a time, when I sought peace through means excluding violence, a time where I thought it safe to bring a child into this blood-stained world that we feel obliged to call home. My generosity & care exceeded that of a loving mother, this I can guarantee, but I, Aelesteel Felfarren, have faltered. I have been stripped of everything I hold dear, my cause has proven to be irrelevant to those above me, and to those above them. I have nothing, and I have realized that my wrong-doing and foolishness have led me down this path. All I ask of you, Grim, is redemption, and a cause. Through redemption, I offer you my blade to strike down those who not only have wronged me, but have wronged The Horde as a whole. And through a cause, I seek your banner to cast a shadow over The Alliance and I, permitting only I to leave this darkness. Allow me to join the ranks of The Grim, and I give my assurance that this wrong-doing will not occur again.
Sincerely,
Gabrïel Felfarren