Grim Views

High Inquisitah,

A'hm already sendin' ya a personal letter, but seein' Fhenrir's work leaves da bitter taste o' jealousy on my tongue. Dis'll be much betteh.

Everyone, especially dose who would boldly challenge da Alliance front, has been well aware o' my presence when da circumstances invite me ta fightin'. Long ago, on da night o' my initiation, many who fight alongside an' actively wit' da great Grim weapons came ta watch durin' initiation ceremony. I watch an' learn from da various Grims in time.

Let us firs' start wit' Lilliana, someone who taught me well da meanin' o' keepin' friends closah den enemies. If dere be anyone among our caste who influences da method o' pushin' confessions outta people, den iz gonna be her. Howevah, despite all o' dis a'hm keepin' an ever inquisitive Felguard at meh side. Kinna say when an enemy ya know would come in handy ta fightin' othah breeds o' enemies ya might not know.

Up next be our Wordbearer himself, Leyujin. Dis membah was true to his troll roots, knowin' da great powah o' expandin' conquest across many fronts an' securin' a stable Horde foothold back in da war-torn valley o' Alterac. Leyujin knows well da value o' strategy, kin keep a cool head in da face o' uphill battles, an' eyes da playin' field more proactively den I when da circumstances call ta trustin' eveh lackadaisical Horde lackeys wit' more den half a simple-minded task.

Brisong, servant o' Fanyare, keeps a close eye on da fools when conflict comes close ta exploitin' sneaky advantageous an' weakpoints o' our true enemies. Mebbe dere be an opportunity she may yet share in da arena.

Vanguard Elanderik, kinna say fo' sure what ta make o' him entirely. A'hm sure ya kin understand, fo' he is an elf o' course. Elanderik teaches da value o' fulfillin' goals ta sustain a headstrong advantage against our enemies. Keepin' in mind da objectives we mus' bring fo' our own glorious success. He kin take a hit o' two, but in da end his shield kinna slay, which I find ta be lacking. What kin ya do? Quality assets come in many packages, no mattah how much spit an' shine ya put inta eye blindin' shouldahs.

Last comes Fanyare. Head o' da Grim's Alliance engagements, she be true to da Mandate so much as any othas. Dis Fanyare be da exclusive one wit' whom I directly interviewed ta learn o' 'Resolve'. Long ago, Fanyare discovered a time when her family be slain in da ruins. Weakness. Sometime later, Grims engaged in a valiant war party in which many o' da followahs o' da Mandate craftily slaughtered Horde's foes. Strength. Fanyare, 'bout two years ago saw true powah an' strength an' glory wit' da Grim's caste. Seekin' ta join, our priestess fought hard in a different battle, sometimes one o' bendin' shadows, but not always one o' sword, cloak an' daggah, o' wieldin' whacked-out elf magicks. Rathah... she fought ta keep othah Grim's alive. Mending. Time passes, an' da Fanyare inherited da tryin' task o' keepin' da Alliance front's cast thrivin'. Today we got a growin' war party, an' today a lotta dat comes from da bindin' powah o' da Grim's very own Irredeemable.

-Pipyal, Imp of Ulrezaj.

<At the bottom of the leaflet lies a handful of notes with excellent handwriting, except the bulk appears to be burned out by a charred singe.>

Hey, don't ask me why he talks like that. He said to me, "If ya kinna write like dis, den ya kinna be a propah court reporter in da ring o' eldehs when ya git hired up ta make a pretty penny fo' charterin' lawbreakahs." Don't know what the hell that's supposed to mean, but hey... I'm not a brain-damaged elitist troll. Wish they'd talk right, and didn't have such knitty-gritty requirements. Didn't remember this trash heap 'scribe' saying I'd be doing his job anywhere in the contract.

Ulrezaj,

Come visit me. I'd like to talk to you about this and the next task.

Syreena Shadowblade
High Inquisitor of The Grim

A new missive is attached to the Grim Hall to overlap the bulletin Ulrezaj's Imp singed the first time. The new leaflet is nailed tightly to the wall by a collar bone and exotic, Un'goro raptor feathers.

Dis time a'hm completin' meh duties in full.

Lilliana was firs' ta answah meh call ta da new interview summons. She enjoyed de Blackrock Mountains, which be nothin' less den a cozy volcano ta keep ya safe from marchin' enemies. I used dis post ta invoke nostalgia, an' from dat nostalgia I drew out from her de meanin' o' Grim. Why? What value does Mandate have? How kin bein' Grim be betteh den not Grim? Or worse, even mads? Lilliana explained her time in de past as a matter o' supercedin' othahs in all things. The Grim offered a Mandate, yes. However, de Grim offered unity. In unity dere be strength, already some o' de dissident factions joined, and out o' de many an' indivisible whole capitulating only to a single throne. Grim.

Leyujin came next. Aftah Grim battles ceased, we met in de War room o' de Orcish barracks. Fitting, an' easy ta conclude dat I like Orcish Barracks. Aftah all, Orcish barracks retain de formality and militarism necessary in upholding order. Among Grim's war-tier caste, Wordbearer Leyujin provides dis order. Leyujin's interview consisted o' learnin' about his path, decisions, an' loyalties. Followin' de Mandate, an' heeding ta logic when it should call. A'hm certain dis is how he knows ta draw quick conclusions on da fields. We discussed de possibility o' comin' to gather some among our kind ta not only heed logic, but also practice execution on da fields fo' de possibility of further success in frontal conflicts via arena.

My Resolve be ta Mandate, ta Grim, an' ta glory.

-Ulrezaj

Ulrezaj,

Your second trial is complete. I'm sending details on the third. Also, get yourself back to Grim Hall and patch the hole you made in our wall.

- Atticus