As Xurek stood upon the snow capped mountains of Icecrown right on the boarder over looking Fordragon Hold her gaze drifted across the surrounding land. She knew they where out there. They always where plotting and planning her demise and the destruction. That was the way of the moral in these lands, she was used to it. However this time it was different. She could feel it sense it something not quite right within her surroundings and where she laid rest every night in the Underbelly of Dalaran. As she tried to shake these thoughts from her mind she spotted the raven, and even in the dark he could see the message tied to its claw.
Anger filled her thoughts as she read the message. “Do they think me a fool?â€