The images that preserved Shaelie's success immediately caught the old troll's attention. When she strolled into the guild hall this evening, she half expected to see an alliance head held up on a pike to replace the little goblin's head she removed. She did not expect pictures, nor did she expect to share witness to Shaelie's crazed success. My my, but this was a surprise!
"Well, I'll by damned by Zum'ruh....." Her gentle rasp was but a whisper, and she grinned. Shaelie had some guts, she'd give the tiny elf that. Add that to a bratty stubbornness that spelled "rebellion" in more ways than one, and Bloodshine saw that you got an elf that traveled places that no one of her current power should be able to withstand.
She took a pen and jotted a note back to Shaelie, for the blood elf and all the Grim to see. Shaelie asked what else she had, so Bloodshine would show her.
Below Shaelie's triumphant pictures, written in the most eloquent of scripts:
More, you ask? Well then, find the newly born horde children who's parents have left this world. It's the one orphanage of it's kind. Steal an image of their blinking eyes. Can you do it, dear Shaelie?