A Carefully Folded Paper

[Anaie]

*Written in a steady and precise form, however there are large splotches dotted throughout the parchment, smudging some of the ink*

Infamous Grim,

I am known as Mhule, once the Quartermaster and official record-keeper of Mutiny. During my years in Orgrimmar, of which were many, I have watched your members fight off Alliance incursions and liberate the city from the tyrannical hand of Garrosh. I was once a fearful scholar, one who was terrified to travel beyond the safety of the gates, but I was inspired as I witnessed your ranks assault Garrosh's forces, and I took my skills in the Fel Arts to battle by your side. Since that fateful day, I found a burning inside me to destroy all those that would harm our beloved Horde. My old master was not pleased to have me out from behind my desk, and while he is a bit of a lazy drunk orc, he still wields considerable strength. He grew quite irate, and well... he dislodged my jaw from my head. Without one of my demons nearby to protect me I managed to cast a spell of terror upon the orc and scramble away with my life. However, I fear good Captain Thar still holds my lower jaw. Which leads me to apologizing for the stains upon this letter... I fear the drool is quite prevalant at this time, and I am working to resolve the condition. Also, I have not quite mastered control of my speech due to my predicament, though I have managed to figure out a few clever ways to get my point across.

I hope that you will accept me into your ranks, as you have a few others I have known in the past. I do not wish to serve Thar any longer, I wish to serve the Horde, one that rules without the Alliance. While I despise whom you have come to call "The Insane", I respect her ability enough to not let my personal opinion of her taint my desire to fight for the Grim. At least you have labeled her correctly.

Quartermaster Mhule