Syreenna read the letter, annoyed again with being saddled with this job of so much paperwork. Her irritation eased, however, when she started reading. It seemed to be written by a troll. She raised a brow at the request at the end of the letter, before writing a response.
Meet me Wednesday evening on the empty ship in Bladefist Bay, just outside of Orgrimmar. You are correct. The war is not over. There is always someone to fight.
Irredeemable of The Grim
"Ayidda!" she called. Then she grinned and added another note to her response while she waited.
P.S. Bring me a present.
A young Darkspear woman appeared in the doorway, and Syreenna waved her inside. With a bony gloved hand, she reached up and yanked a small lock of reddish gold hair from the troll and held it out to her along with the letter, now sealed.
"Take these to Gravy at the Wyvern's Tail. Tell him it's from me." She grinned wickedly. There was more than one inn in Orgrimmar, but the Wyvern's Tail was the most popular.
"Yeah, mon," Ayidda said, rubbing her head where a bit of hair was now missing. Syreenna waved her away and turned her attention to the next bit of mail.