*an orc approaches, dangerous swinging her gun as she hands over...
Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 10:55 am
an elegantly gold-trimmed box.* "Eh, you must be the Grim? Sir Diirak Embercrest asked me to deliver this." *She picks at her teeth with a pointed edge protruding from the gun's barrel.* "So ah, I'll just leave that to ya then and be on my way."
As she stomps her way off into the distance, the box opens. An eye of Kilrogg floats out and scans the room. It vanishes and a carefully placed scroll appears before you.
"To my new acquaintances and old friends of the Grim,
Many of you may not recall my presence at the battles won by the Horde a few years past. My most sincere apologies for my prolonged absence. There was once a short time I was proud to wear your tabard and ride alongside your war-party.
It is my deepest wish that I be allowed that joy and privilege once more. I send this letter ahead of my arrival and specifically request Aquizit handle my acquaintance with the guild's current goals. However, I am willing to compromise should he be otherwise entertained.
With respect,
Sir Diirak Embercrest"
As she stomps her way off into the distance, the box opens. An eye of Kilrogg floats out and scans the room. It vanishes and a carefully placed scroll appears before you.
"To my new acquaintances and old friends of the Grim,
Many of you may not recall my presence at the battles won by the Horde a few years past. My most sincere apologies for my prolonged absence. There was once a short time I was proud to wear your tabard and ride alongside your war-party.
It is my deepest wish that I be allowed that joy and privilege once more. I send this letter ahead of my arrival and specifically request Aquizit handle my acquaintance with the guild's current goals. However, I am willing to compromise should he be otherwise entertained.
With respect,
Sir Diirak Embercrest"