Grim Views

Bloodshine took the demand from the Grim to prove her worth as seriously as an old troll with a quiet yet twisted attitude would. She traveled to Zul'Drak in order to further tune her rusty and ancient skills that had gone cold over the past few years. Upon her wanderings, she kept on passing by a giant named Thrym. At the time she had no qualm with this beast, but his size and strength annoyed her. What a perfect challenge to put forth as her Trial by Combat for The Grim. Bloodshine determined to set out to slay this nasty giant without the aid of a mechanical warrior, using only her totems, spells, and hand weapons. It took her some time to take him down, due to the powers that far surpassed others of his season, but in the end, she succeeded. He was much too big for her to cut off a limb, an ear, or even take out his eye, to bring back of proof of her deed. So, she crawled onto his back, his dead skin clamy against her troll feet, and ripped out the twine that served as stitches for old wounds never quite healed from his back.

"Ah, this will do." Her raspy voice easily was drowned out by other sounds of mayhem in the old troll city. "I suppose since dear Aureliya asked for this, then I can give it to her, now can't I?". Slinging the twine, bits of flesh and goo oozing from it, over her shoulder, she returned to Orgrimmar. Entering the Broken Tusk, and then carelessly preparing the twine in a box, she left it with the barkeep, Morag with strict instructions to give the box to Aureliya next time she frequented the bar. "Tell her it's from Bloodshine."

Morag did not look pleased, but agreed.

Bloodshine however, was quite pleased.

One of the perils of becoming an Inquisitor was the myriad of distasteful things that found their way to her from the Supplicants. One such example being dozens of human servants crowded into her office. It had taken ages to clean up the charred remains after she had dealt with that. By now, she had learned to proceed with caution when it came to opening any package larger than a simple scroll case. Still, the sight of the coiled twine with bits of decaying matter still clinging to it was enough to turn her stomach, and cause her to set aside her tea for several minutes.

Supplicant,

After verifying the origins of the bindings you sent to me, I am satisfied by your efforts. Additionally, you have showed great resolve in your determination to advance in your abilities. I hear you have arrived in Pandaria already. I expect you to soon be joining us in battle.

-Inquisitor Aureliya Raindawn