[Alliance] Chapter Three: Session Six

Appearing Characters: Matron Alesso, Dorothy Egan, Edward Egan, Elissa Cross, Esara Verrinde, Fialla Sweetberry, Galadin Windrunner, Gilveradin Windrunner, Giramar Windrunner, Griftah, Jasper Fel, Krasus, Lee Hale, Mida, Mingus Diggs, Nikki, Patricia Egan, Raluhi, Remnii, Rhonin Windrunner, Roderick, Sanzi, Seria, Talath Dawnsworn, Uther Menethil, Velameestra Windrunner, Victor Prestor

December 2nd

It’s a very windy day when the party begins to stir. They catch the scent of something rich and syrupy. Talath has made breakfast, which is egg toast with maple syrup and cinnamon on it.

Remnii is ecstatic about it. Seria is kind of hesitant about it, and struggles a lot with the fork.

Galadin comes down and eats quickly then goes back upstairs. Giramar goes to do something outside.

Elissa offers to help Seria learn how to use the fork and knife before going out to feed Indomitable and her own horse, who she conjured last night.

Esara sets out to meet up with some contacts. Victor, likewise, heads out to try and learn some things on his own.

Vel uses disguise self to set on a disguise before heading out to the market with Seria in tow, specifically heading to the magus commerce exchange.

As Seria is flying around, she’s quite overwhelmed by the sights of the city.

As Vel is walking around, she notes a few places. There is a greenhouse with a translucent window over it, and there is a beautiful garden inside. There is no sign, but it seems to be a storefront. The greenhouse appears to be built inside of a house.

There is also an apothecary called the Agronomical Apothecary, which has just opened. Laid in into the stone, the door looks like a potion, and as it opens, water pools on both sides of the door as if it was coming out of the potion vial. It seems to also function like a clock.

As she continues to wander around, there is one store in particular that has a raven on the sign. It’s small, and hard to see, but the shop’s name is Tanks for Everything. There is a stained glass battleaxe on the side.

Vel heads back to the greenhouse first, and she notes that there is a homemade doormat on the entrance. After taking note of Seria, Vel goes to enter, but the door is locked. She knocks.

An elderly couple answers, and opens the door.

A kindly human woman looks up at the disguised Vel and cheerfully greets her. She apologizes, expressing that their hours sign had been knocked over and they hadn’t fixed it yet, but the greenhouse was closed on that particular day.

Though she still offers to help Vel if she would like, as they still had a few hours before church.

Dorothy Egan says: It’s a pleasure to meet you! My name is Dorothy.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Thalia Summerglen.
Dorothy Egan says: Well it’s wonderful to meet such a kind and beautiful young lady! And is this your friend? Oh, hang on one moment!

She looks at Seria, who is perched on Vel’s shoulder as a raven, and she mentions she will be right back before she shuffles inside the building. Inside, there are plants all over the interior of the home as Vel is led inside. Dorothy shuffles into the kitchen, once more calling that she will just be a moment, and she returns with a smile, opening her hand to offer a handful of delicious-looking berries to Seria.

Dorothy Egan says: Here you are. A little gift for your friend there.

Seria examines them for a moment and then starts to eat them. Dorothy smiles again.

Dorothy Egan says: Such a wonderful little creature you have. Right. Right. Sorry! I got a bit distracted. Do you need something? Some coffee? Some water perhaps? I don’t drink any, but Ed loves his coffee. Can’t get started in the morning without it even though I tell him tea is much better.
Velameestra Windrunner says: No. I’m alright, thank you.
Dorothy Egan says: Of course, of course. If you do need something, I’d be willing to take you into the greenhouse. Here, let me get my keys.

She shuffles over and grabs a key ring. An older gentleman also appears, balding, but with long gray hair--though none of it is directly on top of his head. It’s tied back in a long ponytail, and he seems to be dressed quite nice.

Edward Egan says: Dorothy, what are you doing? We need to meet up with Patty before we head to the chapel.
Dorothy Egan says: Oh, it’s fine! Patty is never on time anyways. You know she takes after me, hohohoho. Come along. Come along.

Dorothy gestures for Vel to follow and unlocks the greenhouse. She passes her hand over something, and soft lights illuminate inside as they enter.

Dorothy Egan says: This is our greenhouse. It was started here by my great-grandmother, and my grandmother, my mother, and I have watched over the plants here since then. Some of the plants here are exceptionally old, much older than me, or at least germinated from seeds that are much older. There is nothing that the Egans can’t grow, as they always say.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I can imagine.

She is just taking in everything, her eyes drifting across everything. As Vel looks around, she notes that there are a few rare plants, including things that aren’t indiginous to the area. There are some tropical plants, and areas that are kept at different temperatures. There is some amount of magic that is allowing certain areas to simulate different climates. As Dorothy leads her through several interlocking rooms, it seems some are warmer, some are cooler, and likewise. It’s a rather impressive, yet humble, set up.

Velameestra Windrunner says: This is… really quite amazing.
Dorothy Egan says: Do you like it? I’m quite proud of it myself. Ed has helped me do a lot of renovating--as has Patty, my daughter, of course. She works at the alchemy shop just down the way.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I just recently got into herbalism myself.
Dorothy Egan says: Oh, is that true? Ohhhh, that’s so wonderful. Plants have always been a bit of a passion of mine, ever since I was a child picking flowers in the garden.
Velameestra Windrunner says: More so I got into it through alchemy.
Dorothy Egan says: Oh, you would love to speak with my daughter then. She’s an incredibly gifted alchemist. She actually owns the Agronomical Apothecary, you know.
Velameestra Windrunner says: You don’t say?
Dorothy Egan says: She’s very successful! All because she learned from her old lady~

Dorothy snickers quietly to herself.

Velameestra Windrunner says: Actually, I was looking for something. I thought here might have been a good place… do you know about the Hillsbrad Bureau of Beautification and Horticulture?
Dorothy Egan says: Oh! Yes! I’ve heard of that group! I’ve spoken with a number of their members, they’re wonderful people. Very kind.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I don’t suppose you know where they meet? I haven’t been able to find much information.

Dorothy thinks for a moment.

Dorothy Egan says: Now that you mention it, I’m not exactly sure. Edwaaaaard! Edward! Our guest has a question. Maybe you know the answer.

A few moments later, Edward comes barreling in.

Edward Egan says: Is everything alright? I came as soon as-- oh. Okay. I thought you had fallen. Right. What can I help you with?
Dorothy Egan says: Edward! You remember those kind young ladies who were here a few months ago? They said they were in the Agricultural Group of Hillsbrad?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Hillsbrad Bureau of Beautification and Horticulture.
Dorothy Egan says: That’s right! Those wonderful ladies. They were so kind. Have you ever heard of that group before?
Edward Egan says: Before them… a couple people had mentioned they were members. They were just some people looking for some flowers and such. Are those those individuals that plant flowers in the public--
Dorothy Egan says: That must be them! Do you know if they have a club somewhere? I feel like I should join.
Edward Egan says: I’m not sure dear. I’m sure they would. If not, maybe we can offer to host them here. We could definitely use the help around here. The weeds get really bad around this time. And I’m sick of pulling all the weeds. Dorothy’s knees aren’t quite what they used to be--
Dorothy Egan says: Oh stop!

The pair prattle on for a little bit, but Dorothy finally turns back to Vel.

Dorothy Egan says: I’m not exactly sure, dear, I’m sorry. But if you do find where they are, I would love to do more business with them. They were very curious about many of the plants here. I sent them to speak with my daughter. They were interested in alchemy as well, and they found it fascinating what kinds of things you could do with the plants here. For example, did you know that this plant--

She gestures to some mushrooms in a darker section.

Dorothy Egan says: These are very rare in the western edges of the Tirisfal Glades. It’s called a Spotted Gloomcap.

She starts to point to different parts of it.

Dorothy Egan says: The stem itself is safe to eat and is quite spicy. It’s used in some culinary fields. However, the cap is rather dangerous. If you eat too much, it can cause an upset stomach and induce vomiting. And that would be a good reaction. However, when processed with the right kinds of rituals, it can be used to lift potent curses.
Velameestra Windrunner says: ...You don’t say.

Vel looks intrigued.

Dorothy Egan says: Yes yes! It’s often used, from what I understand, as a potion for various things that do such things. It’s like having the power of a priest bottled in your hand. Very rare, however.
Velameestra Windrunner says: And I imagine quite hard to grow.
Dorothy Egan says: They are, they are. So rare they are, that when I was younger, I would wander through the Whispering Woods--there are many curious plants and animals there--but, I can’t go there so much anymore, unfortunately. Maybe we should go back there, Edward. It’s been so long. We could probably camp there.
Edward Egan says: Dorothy, I don’t think that’s such a good idea with those knees of yours. We wouldn’t want you to fall in the woods.
Dorothy Egan says: Yes, I suppose you’re right. Well, I guess I’ll just have to dream about it.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Or just grow your own Whispering Woods here.

There’s a faint smirk on Vel’s lips as she offers the good-natured humor.

Dorothy Egan says: Oh! That would be quite something, wouldn’t it? But yes, unfortunately, I still have some of them here, but it’s difficult to grow them. These fungus are difficult. I don’t know much about… well I know a thing or two about plants, but fungi are not my strong point, but I’m not so certain they are actually native to the Whispering Woods. I can’t help but wonder if they were introduced there at some point. Maybe a traveler. The spores followed them? It’s hard to say.

Vel is nodding along as she listens.

Dorothy Egan says: But look at me, prattling about plants. You have to stop me sometimes. If I get going I’ll never stop, sometimes.
Velameestra Windrunner says: No, it’s interesting. I can’t say that I knew… any of that, truthfully.
Dorothy Egan says: Few do. Very few do. But anyways, anyways, yes, if you’re looking to join this club, perhaps my daughter could help you.
Velameestra Windrunner says: You said you were meeting your daughter to go to the chapel, correct?
Dorothy Egan says: I am! I am, yes. The alchemy shop opens a bit later on Sundays, you see. No matter what, my daughter may think she’s too old to go to service, but as long as I draw breath she’s not going to get out of it! She can skip chapel when I’m dead and buried. You’re welcome to come with us, if you wish. There’s a wonderful chapel nearby. It’s a cute thing. Father Smith is such a good pastor.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Unfortunately I can’t say that I’ve ever been much of a church-goer.
Dorothy Egan says: It’s a shame. So many of the young folk here in this city… it’s understandable, but it's good to have a solid amount of faith--but I’m not here to preach at you. You’re not my daughter.
Velameestra Windrunner says: And I don’t want to take any more of your time if you’re supposed to be meeting your daughter.
Dorothy Egan says: Oh, it’s quite alright. I can introduce you at least, we still have some time. We were going to walk around the center of town before we made our way.
Velameestra Windrunner says: If you don’t mind…
Dorothy Egan says: Sure, sure! I’m sure she’d be more than happy to speak with a fellow alchemical enthusiast.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Well thank you.
Dorothy Egan says: Edward! Lock the door, we’re going out, and we’re bringing our new young friend with us!
Edward Egan says: Alright dear.

Dorothy takes Vel outside and extinguishes the magical lights.

Dorothy Egan says: Well, lets be off. We’re meeting her in Runeweaver Square.

Vel nods and lets the couple set the pace. Dorothy and Edward hold hands as they go, making small talk with Vel. A woman is already waiting at the monument there, clearly related to the pair of them.

She has a short bob cut and she’s wearing a nice outfit. She’s currently pacing back and forth.

Dorothy calls to her upon seeing her and she waves back, then sees the disguised Vel and cocks her head to the side curiously, but gives her mother and father a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

She then looks at Vel.

Patricia Egan says: It’s not often that my mother and father bring friends with them on Sundays. Did you start opening early?
Dorothy Egan says: Oh no, but this young woman had so many wonderful questions about my greenhouse, and you just had to meet her. She’s an alchemist too, you know.
Patricia Egan says: Is that true? Well. Patricia. Patricia Egan.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Thalia Summerglen.

They exchange a handshake, and Patty notices the raven still perched on Vel’s shoulder.

Patricia Egan says: Oh. Is that your familiar? You must be one of the mages of Dalaran.

Vel confirms.

Patricia Egan says: Excellent. I’ll be opening after I get lunch with my family. If there’s anything you need, we have plenty of recipes, reagents, and potions available. We’ve been real busy lately, so I’ve been short on staff if you’re looking to make any extra money.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’ll keep that in mind. Your mother actually mentioned… I was looking for a club of sorts. The Hillsbrad Bureau of Beautification and Horticulture? She mentioned they stopped by.
Patricia Egan says: Oh. Yeah. They did. A few months back.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I don’t suppose you know if they have a meeting place?
Patricia Egan says: Uh… I… I didn’t ask into it myself.

She scratches her chin, and it’s clear she knows something.

Patricia Egan says: Uh… hey mom, dad, why don’t you go on ahead. I forgot something at the shop. Could you help me grab it real quick?

She looks at Vel, and Vel nods.

Dorothy Egan says: Oh of course, but don’t you try to skip out on service, young lady. I know your tricks!

Patty laughs and promises she’ll be right back, and Dorothy looks at Vel.

Dorothy Egan says: It was a pleasure to meet you! If you ever need anything else, don’t hesitate to stop by.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’ll be sure to do so. Thank you.

Dorothy smiles and waves her off, expressing it was good to meet her again. Vel waves in return and accompanies Patty as they start to head back toward her shop.

Patricia Egan says: Might I ask why you’re curious about these folk?
Velameestra Windrunner says: I have an infestation of bloodthistle. I was hoping they had some tricks.

Patty shakes her head and moves closer.

Patricia Egan says: Look, I… I’m not sure what kind of double talk you’re using. But I’ve been in this city long enough that I know it exists, and I have a feeling those individuals are probably a part of it. I don’t want any trouble. I don’t know anything. They seem like the kind of people to make enemies, and if this is some sort of vendetta, I don’t want to be a part of it.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Of course not.
Patricia Egan says: So you’re probably a friend? Wait. I don’t need to know. Don’t tell me.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Ultimately it’s not my intention to get anyone else involved.
Patricia Egan says: At the very least, I can tell you what they were looking for. They were looking for a couple of potions. And they were looking after some I didn’t have in stock. Some that would draw unwanted attention. I’m an apothecary. That means I know how to make tonics of all sorts. Tonics that can get someone on their feet after a drunken bender, some that can return vitality to someone who is winded, but just as easily ones that can… well, you understand. I don’t deal with that. It draws unwanted attention from crowds I don’t want. If you’re looking for people like this, there are people you can go to. I don’t know anyone particularly, but, your best bet is to look at the signs. There’s a raven on the corner of some of them. I never asked about it, but it’s something, and judging from some things the half-elf woman told me… they said if I ever had a change of mind, there were people who would buy such things. And judging from the rather tasteless two-birds-with-one-stone pun, the raven likely has something to do with it. You may have seen it before?
Velameestra Windrunner says: I noted it, yes.
Patricia Egan says: I figured. There’s a couple I’ve seen. There’s one on the bar called One More Glass. I’ve been on a few dates there. There’s probably others, but… I know there’s a general shop in the Eventide called Glorious Goods. They have one too.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I appreciate it.
Patricia Egan says: You didn’t hear anything from me.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Of course not. And I’ll still likely stop by your shop sometime. I wasn’t lying when I said I was an alchemist.
Patricia Egan says: Oh, yeah, of course! I’d be glad to help out there.
Velameestra Windrunner says: As you said, healing potions are in demand.
Patricia Egan says: Yes they are. Especially with all that news from the north… is that true? Has Silvermoon really fallen?
Velameestra Windrunner says: … It’s true.
Patricia Egan says: Well I’m sorry. I know not every elf here is from Silvermoon, but it’s still their home. So… if you need anything, a job, I’m always looking for more help, and if you or any of your friends that have some alchemical skill or, hell, if they’re just good at cleaning bottles, I can always use somebody.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’ll definitely send them your way.
Patricia Egan says: I should catch up with my parents before my mother sends a search party.
Velameestra Windrunner says: It was nice meeting you.
Patricia Egan says: You too. For what it’s worth, stay out of trouble. Folk down there… they are probably a lot more dangerous. Just watch your back.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’ll endeavor to do so.

Patty nods and then heads to catch back up with her parents, and Vel opts to head toward the tavern that Patricia pointed out. It’s a small joint restaurant and tavern. There’s a table outside that would normally have samples, and there’s a barber next door that is already quite busy. It looks like the restaurant itself is closed, but they are due to open around 11.

Vel kills some time, doing some of her own shopping while she waits for the restaurant to open. Eventually, an elvish woman wearing a wine-colored top with her midriff exposed and a skirt. She greets Vel upon seeing her, stating they’ll be opening shortly, and after she finishes setting up, she gestures to Vel to indicate they were now open.

Elven Hostess says: Welcome to One More Glass. Were you interested in trying one of our lunch specials?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Yes, actually. You don’t mind if my friend…

Vel gestures to the raven, and the woman laughs.

Elven Hostess says: Oh of course! It would be bad business for a tavern in Dalaran not to cater to familiars. We have a few specials for them if you want to treat that sweet little companion of yours.

Vel raises an eyebrow at Seria with a silent question as the hostess continues to explain that she can bring by a few samples to get started. There are some cheeses imported from Stranglethorn, plus Dalaran sharp, and a few wine samples.

Vel agrees to try some of the cheese samples and the elven hostess, Fialla, offers some pieces of flat bread with some of the cheeses. The bread is toasted with prestidigitation, making a small grilled cheese sandwich. She also offers some bread crumbs to Seria in a small dish, which Seria does eat.

Elven Hostess says: If you’re interested I can get you a seat. My name is Fialla, by the way.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Thalia.
Fialla Sweetberry says: Nice to meet you! I haven’t seen you around. Is this your first time visiting?
Velameestra Windrunner says: It is. I’m just trying to get a bit of a bearing on things. Dalaran is a large city.
Fialla Sweetberry says: Of course. Well Lucian isn’t working today, so we’ve got some of our new hires in the kitchen, but I think they are learning quite quickly! Lucian is our head chef, but he’s very strict about the kinds of people he hires. And right now, with everything happening in Quel’Thalas we’ve had no shortage of people looking for work.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I can imagine.

Vel takes Fialla up on the offer of getting a seat, and Fialla happily invites her in and gets her a seat at the bar. She’s passed off to a young man.

Fialla Sweetberry says: Roderick will be your waiter for this morning. Is there anything else I can get you? Christi has already set up the wines if you are interested?
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’m not actually much one for drinking, but I appreciate it.
Fialla Sweetberry says: Well if you require anything, just let me or Roderick know! He should be around in a moment.

Before long a young half-elf comes out from the back room. He has messy white hair.

Roderick says: Welcome to One More Glass. Can I get you started with a drink? Water? I could bring a dish out for your familiar as well.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Water will be fine, thank you.
Roderick says: Sure.

He hands Vel a menu.

Roderick says: Our specials. We have a roasted onion soup and a three cheese grilled cheese. We have some wine samples, but I figure Fialla already caught you with that. If you need anything, let me know. I’ll be right back.

He leaves and returns momentarily with a glass and small dish of chilled water. Vel orders the grilled cheese special, and she lets Seria pick something from the menu with her beak as well, which Seria eagerly points to one of the meat dishes under the familiar section.

Roderick says: Alright. Is there a way you prefer that cooked?

He’s looking at the raven. Seria indicates she wants it basically raw.

Roderick says: Sure. Alright, I’ll get that put in real quick.

Fialla comes in with more people as the lunch rush starts. None of them are people Vel recognizes. Roderick periodically comes by to refill drinks, and Fialla also comes around with more samples as well.

At some point Vel did pull out the coin that Rehlana gave her, and she left it sitting by her hand near her drink where it could be visible to any of the staff. Roderick doesn’t seem to recognize it when he comes back with Vel’s grilled cheese and a bowl of vegetable soup. There’s also a tiny plate with a tiny steak cut into small pieces with a sprig of basil on top. It’s presented with a tiny knife and fork, though that’s mostly for show.

Fialla also comes by to check in on them.

Fialla Sweetberry says: How is everything, is everything good?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Yes, fantastic.

Fialla stops for a second upon seeing the coin.

Fialla Sweetberry says: Can I interest you in a dessert?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Why not?
Fialla Sweetberry says: I’ll bring the dessert menu around when you finish up, or better yet, I’ll show you to the wine cellar. There’s a few things that I think might be of interest to you.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Alright.

Seria and Vel finish their meal, and Roderick brings the bill around. After a few moments, Fialla also comes back to take the payment and lead Vel to the back, talking about wines as they go.

Vel is lead into the wine cellar, and she notes a small, steel ring on the wall. The hostess takes the steel knocker and knocks on it. A few seconds later, there’s a sound, and Vel watches as the stone wall opens, and Vel quickly realizes that it’s a hinged door.

Fialla Sweetberry says: Might I ask where you found that particular implement of yours?
Velameestra Windrunner says: It was a gift.

Fialla whistles.

Fialla Sweetberry says: That’s quite the gift. I would be careful who you show that to, by the way. Some people may try to take that off of your hands. That’s *very* valuable.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’ll keep that in mind.
Fialla Sweetberry says: This passage leads to the Underbelly.

Vel nods.

Fialla Sweetberry says: It was a pleasure! I hope everything was up to your standards.
Velameestra Windrunner says: My compliments to the chef.
Fialla Sweetberry says: That’s good. Lucian can be a bit of a demon in the kitchen, so he’ll be happy to hear the new hires were up to his standards. Good luck down there.

Vel nods again, and she and Seria head through the passage. The door closes behind them. There are torches that light up as they wind down deeper into the sewers. She can hear and see the activity from down below.

As Vel turns the corner, she is met with a curious sight. There is not just the sewers, but an entire district. There are wooden lean-tos and tents that line segments of the sewers, and people walk about, seemingly not the most upstanding individuals. There are a large number of goblins and elves. There are also some humans and half-elves, but goblins and elves seem to presently be the majority.

It’s a bustling marketplace. It goes off in many different directions, and it seems to be an entire city in itself. People cast some looks in Vel’s direction, but they don’t pay much mind to her.

Vel proceeds cautiously, once more looking for any raven symbols. As she is trying to keep a low profile, she hears a voice.

Voice says: Look a little lost.

As Vel turns, she sees someone wearing armor and with a sword and shield. They look like a Dalaran guard, but the sigil of the Kirin Tor, the violet eye, is closed. She’s an elf with pale silvery blonde hair that is short and choppy.

Underbelly Guard says: This isn’t a safe place to be wandering around window shopping, you know.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Nowhere is really safe anymore, is it?
Underbelly Guard says: No, I suppose it’s not. Well, welcome to the Underbelly, stranger. For the right price, I can give you a bit of a tour. I might recommend it for you. Folk around here don’t normally try to pickpocket anyone that sees the guard. I’d be happy to offer my services, if you require.
Velameestra Windrunner says: What would your price be?
Underbelly Guard says: Two silver. Per hour. Fair?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Alright.
Underbelly Guard says: Very well! Stick with me, I guess I’ll be your tour guide for this lovely afternoon. You might want to hold onto your change purse, all the same.

With a smile, the guard spins around to start showing Vel and Seria around the Underbelly.

Meanwhile, back at the manor, Remnii had gotten a bit of a pensive look as she looks for something to do. She went to go find Raluhi, and asked him if he could help her with some common lessons.

Remnii also expresses she had introduced herself to one of the archmages from Dalaran, and she had spoken with Lan’dalock and informed him that Raluhi was in the city. Raluhi said that was likely a good thing.

Remnii also suggested that they could perhaps look into more things Raluhi could do in the city, as he could provide unique insights. Raluhi asks about Remnii as well.

Remnii says: We are making progress. They know of the threat, at least some of it, and information is disseminating through. I was going to save this for later, but I do fear for those who do not take this threat seriously. Of course, in a world with so many different peoples, different cultures colliding, I understand, and yet… I… it’s so easy to be swallowed. To say this is but an elvish problem is foolhardy on so many fronts, but I can only push so far. To gain the results we need, it will take time, but the ban’dinoriel will fall before long, and there will be no time for patience.
Raluhi says: It is an uphill battle you face, one that I cannot begin to fathom. I can only help in small ways. I wish I could do more, but this is your fight.
Remnii says: Raluhi, your very presence being here is more than I could ask for. Knowing there’s someone here who… I won’t lie and say I haven’t been lonely, but this fight is worth it. And your presence in Dalaran, for example, allowing you to follow your passions, and slowly introduce the idea of the draenei, is more help than I could ask. You’ve helped in no small way. You may have saved my life that day.
Raluhi says: And you saved mine. If not for you, I would likely still be in the middle of nowhere, pretending to live a lie so I could survive. But you’ve given me this opportunity. Without you, I would be living on borrowed time, but here, in this city, there is perhaps something I could do. I spoke briefly with Lord Krasus, and he will likely tell the others, and it’s only a matter of time I will have to make some meetings of my own, and begin to help.
Remnii says: Don’t forget to help yourself. And I mean that. We’re entering a time of crisis for these lands, and… for someone to be able to empathize, to bring light in the darkness… it’s… even if you feel your contribution is small, a community cannot uphold itself by virtues or one person alone. I’m just glad you’re here, and somewhere where you can be you.
Raluhi says: It is a very nice change of pace. I am glad to be here, and perhaps I am overstepping my boundaries, after all, I am not your father, and I never had a gift when it came to finding a companion, so I was never blessed with the gift of a child, having a daughter or a son, so I could perhaps not say how I feel towards my students, but from what I know, Remnii, if your father was here, watching you facing your challenges with such bravery, I can only assume he would be proud. But you and I are going to find him. You will probably do most of the work, but I will be here to help, and we will get that answer, and he can prove my hypothesis true or false. But I have in this particular case, this hypothesis, I have a good feeling about it.
Remnii says: Can I give you a hug please?
Raluhi says: Of course.

They hug, and Remnii cries a little bit into Raluhi’s shoulder.

Remnii says: Thank you. I’m trying. And the world is so big. And… thank you.
Raluhi says: Let us speak of something with less difficulty and tears. I will get my materials and we will get to your lessons.

Remnii continues to cry a bit, but then tells Raluhi she would like to see the other people off. She goes to Victor as he’s getting ready to leave.

Victor Prestor says: Ah, Remnii, what is it? Do you need something?
Remnii says: I wanted to let you know I’m likely going to be spending the day studying. The drain on my mana is much, but, is that alright with you?
Victor Prestor says: Why are you asking me?
Remnii says: It’s important to me that we see this through together. That said, priorities, but I still wanted to check in with you.
Victor Prestor says: Right. I appreciate it, but ultimately, you learning the language is going to help everyone. But you don’t need to ask permission. So, I guess, consider this permission? But you don’t need to ask. Unless you wanted to hit the town with me. I don’t know many spots for a date, but I can find something, I’m sure.
Remnii says: Before I do anything, you are right and so am I, in the sense I should keep working. I wish you luck. Send me if you need anything.
Victor Prestor says: Of course. You’re not exactly difficult to find.
Remnii says: Be well, Victor.
Victor Prestor says: You as well, Remnii.

Remnii then goes to find Uther before he leaves.

Remnii says: Uther. I have two things to ask you. This is your Sunday, yes? The day sermons are held?
Uther Menethil says: Yes indeed. I was planning on attending myself.
Remnii says: You were? Well, I was earnestly wondering if you would go with me as well.
Uther Menethil says: Of course.

They get ready and decide to go to the chapel.

Remnii says: I… have no idea where the church is.

Uther does, however, and he guides them both to the chapel, along with Elissa.

Remnii says: Uther, a question. Will you be needing my help? Otherwise, I was planning on… continuing to study your common, but, in light of everything, I… I’d want to make sure you are taken care of first.
Uther Menethil says: I do appreciate your concern, but I will be fine. I’m not certain what I’ll be able to do today, but I’ll do something.
Remnii says: I understand. Having patience for when it seems you should be acting, or simply being more present, I understand how you feel.
Uther Menethil says: Powerlessness is not something I’m used to feeling.
Remnii says: It’s a… that is a hard… I heard one of your idioms. It’s hard to swallow.
Uther Menethil says: Bitter medicine.
Remnii says: Ah. Yes. It’s the bitter medicine that is hard to intake. It’s… I know it well, and hence, I think I feel the need to ask you. Is it okay if I study common today?
Uther Menethil says: Of course. In the event I require your services, I will let you know.

They continue to the church, and the same one that Dorothy, Ed, and Patricia were attending. Remnii had turned heads, but rumors had already passed across the lake about who and what she is.

For perhaps one of the first time in his life, however, people seemed to notice Uther second. Some people greet them curiously.

The church service is the better part of an hour and includes singing, chanting, and quiet meditation. The priestess, Matron Alesso, speaks on one of the tenants, and there are a lot of elves present. Specifically, the preacher is focusing on keeping the flame of the Holy Light alight in light of hardships. How does one show kindness when the world has shown you none, and other things like that.

She then offers the opportunity for others to share their epiphanies, and various people do so.

Remnii looks to Uther, curious, and he stands up.

Uther Menethil says: In my own admittedly limited experience, there are… more beacons of light for us to look to than there are stars in the night sky. My family, my friends, my comrades in arms. My horse.

There’s some chuckles at the horse.

Uther Menethil says: But, what ties all of these things together for me, and what I look to when things seem at their darkest, is that I love them. And love is something that can be great and painful. It can be subtle. But at least when I love something, I simply can’t imagine a world without it. And… to protect the things that I love, there simply no burden that I am not willing to shoulder, no challenge I am unwilling to face. Anything worth loving, is worth fighting for.

Uther nods to the priestess and sits again. People nod and whisper in agreement. The priestess thanks him for his words, and one of the people sitting near them pats Uther on the shoulder and nods.

Remnii also pats Uther on the shoulder as well as she stands.

Remnii says: My people have a phrase, spoken first by my father: blessed are the torchbearers who bring light to the darkness, and blessed are the valorous who stand fast in an unjust world. Look to your neighbors. There is a torch in every one of you, whether it is bright and fierce or small and tentative as this may be your first time here. Seeking something you had not thought of seeking before. Yet it is a torch none the same. A fire. A point in the aforementioned endless sea of stars. Take solace, if you cannot wield a sword, and magics are perhaps not your strong suit, if you feel fighting is not your strength, there will always be something that is. Look to your left and your right. Do you know your neighbors? Those burdens you shoulder. Those… what may be your hardest hour. Know that they too carry a torch, and their joys and sorrows with them. I recently experienced the human celebration of the wickerman, and one torch does not light it, it is many. To bring love and celebration, maybe small things today, but tomorrow note that one star does not make up the sky. Your Light is with you, and all your bonds make them stronger. Pray do not forget this on the darkest night, for even behind clouds there are stars, and you have the capacity to bring that torch to everyone and light their fire as well. Not all is lost as long as you don’t lose sight of that torch.

There are once again many nods, and the priest thanks Remnii by name. Remnii smiles at him.

Matron Alesso says: We are blessed to be visited by both of you, and all who visit this day.

She continues moving forward, and as the sermon is concluded, the pair of them feel themselves reaffirmed.

They then head back, and Remnii begins her lessons with Raluhi. Uther, meanwhile, opts to go help with the church along with Elissa.

Gil, meanwhile, heads to speak with Krasus at the Violet Citadel. Hel ascends to the tower, but he looks up the stairs with a sigh— it’s a long way up to see Krasus. He’s directed to the Chamber of Ascension. There are disks on the ground and other people are stepping onto them. They speak to the floor, and the disc is magically lifted to the correct floor. They seem to be made of Arcane force— large enough for multiple people.

Gil gets up the 37th floor. Krasus’ office is near the top of this level. He looks at everything, as he is clearly a tourist.

Gil chats with a mage who is getting off who pinpoints him as a first-timer. He said it was magnificent, but now he just wishes they moved faster.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: Yeah, I imagine the magic wears off after a bit.
Dalaran Mage says: Ha! I hope not.

Gil continues on, passing a magic broom, and he does locate Krasus’s office. Gil knocks.

Archmage Krasus says: Come in.

The door opens at his command, disappearing into the ceiling above it. Krasus’s office is quite unorganized for a man as put together as he is. There are massive stacks of paperwork around in a sort of controlled chaos.

Archmage Krasus says: Ah. Gilveradin. I didn’t expect you so soon, but I suppose you’re eager. What can I help you with?

The door shuts.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: I have two questions. The first, there were gnolls associated with the Syndicate members we found. I was wondering if you knew the right direction to locate where that pack came from?
Archmage Krasus says: I’m not an expert on gnolls, but I may be able to refer you to some literature. I believe the Explorer’s League may have an embassy here as well, if you wanted to follow up with them.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: That’s about what I was expecting, to be honest. The second question is completely unrelated, but…

He gives an explanation of Elissa’s magic.

Archmage Krasus says: I see. That is curious, you’re right. She was the half elf with you, correct? With the armor of the Lordaeranean royal guard? I would not be opposed to speaking with her in the future to see what she discovered. I’m rather curious myself. It is… I will say it sounds like her gifts are inspired partially by her devotion to the Light, but there seems to be a streak in it, something different, something more akin to the magic you wield and is intrinsic to our kind. That of life and nature. Though it is not common, there is a gift that can occur in some, especially the elvish people. It is said that those with golden eyes have a natural gift for wielding druidic magics. In recent years, as it has fallen more to the wayside with the people of Quel’thalas, such a phenomenon has become rare, and if present, it may lead them to become a ranger or one of the tenders of Thas’alah. But, with the right training, she may be able to foster that ability. Indeed, it could become something more akin to the magics your other half-elven friend wields. I’m quite curious to hear her story as well, but she seemed rather quiet. I wouldn’t put it against her if she didn’t wish to speak to an archmage.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I can speak to her about. I’m sure she’d meet with you. Not to mention that her and my outlook on life is shockingly similar.
Archmage Krasus says: That’s good. There are many people in this world that has respect for life. Keep people like her close, you will need any and all allies in the coming years, I imagine. To be dragonsworn is to be a defender of life, but it doesn’t mean you need to do it alone. Even those not sworn to our cause still can defend those words all the same. It may be wise, in the future, if you are able to speak in the old tongue, my native tongue. The language of dragons is complicated, but useful, especially to follow the traces of our own projects and those of the other flights. I’d be willing to aid you, if you wish.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I’ve gotten some bare basics from Velameestra, but I wouldn’t say fluency.
Archmage Krasus says: It’s a complicated language. I wouldn’t be surprised if you took some time to learn it, but it would be a good way of teaching, and it would be good to teach something other than advanced illusion for once.

Gil takes to the language rather easily, and Krasus muses on Gil’s natural gift for linguistics.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: Understanding a language is the first step to understanding a culture.
Archmage Krasus says: Wise words. Very wise words. Much wiser than anything I could come up with. Are you sure I’m teaching you?
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I think you have many millennia on me.
Archmage Krasus says: A few yes. Truthfully, I lost track, but I must be nearing 13,000 or 15,000, but many amongst my kind has much more experience. The Scholarly One himself was over 100,000 years. He’s seen this world far longer than I can comprehend. Longer even than the queen herself. We will miss his wisdom, that’s for certain. The other consorts have double or even triple my age, so imagine my shock when I was chosen. But I will do what I can.

Krasus shows Gil how to dismiss his familiar and what Ara’shel can do. Gil feels a warmth in his chest where the dragonmark is, and he gets the sense his familiar is with him. It’s similar to how Vel dismisses Arkha’din using the tattoo on her chest.

When conjured again, Ara’shel immediately curls around Gil’s leg.

Gil also informs Krasus he would be working with the Sunreavers, and Krasus admits he isn’t sure how he feels about destroying the Sunwell, but that is going to ultimately be a decision Kael’thas and the Magistrate makes. However, he hopes they make a wise decision.

Jumping back to the Underbelly, Vel and Seria pass by some places as the guard gives the tour.

Underbelly Guard says: So, your first time in the Underbelly, eh?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Somehow.
Underbelly Guard says: Well, welcome. It can be a bit lively around here, as you’ve noticed.

They had passed one or two scuffles which were broken up by some other guards that just grabbed those involved. One person got dragged away, thrown on the ground, and kicked repeatedly.

Underbelly Guard says: There are a number of ways to get down here, but obviously you found one of them yourself. This here is called the Circle of Wills. It’s the central area that lets you access any other locale in the Underbelly. We already passed some of the markets and ghettos where some of the elves and goblins that can’t afford or can’t find anywhere to live in the big city up top. Prime real estate, if you’re ever looking.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Perhaps I’ll buy a summer home.

The guard laughs.

Underbelly Guard says: Quite the place for a summer home. Regardless, as long as you’re willing to pay us guards for our protection services, you should be quite fine. Though, from the looks of you, you are probably more of a visitor.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Correct.
Underbelly Guard says: Well! On to the rest of the sights!

They pass over a bridge over one of the channels, and the guard gestures to some floating planks attached to the walls by chains.

Underbelly Guard says: If you go there, you’ll find a number of merchants that deal in things that are not quite so easy to find in some of the markets up top. There are all sorts of fences. Black market deals, drug deals, just about anything you’d need. If that’s the sort of thing you’re looking for.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’m more interested in gardening, actually.
Underbelly Guard says: Ah, can’t say I know anything about that. I assume that’s cross-talk for some reputable organization or another. If that’s what you’re looking for, follow me.

The guard leads Vel into the largest area off the Circle of Wills. There is shouting and cheering, and the guard smalls.

Underbelly Guard says: Oh, looks like they’re going to start the next match.

As they walk by, they hear more cheering from beneath them, and a voice carries out.

Announcer shouts: Alright folks!

Vel looks down, and she can see through the grate they are currently walking over. There’s an arena down there.

Underbelly Guard says: You might want to move off the grate.

Vel complies, and as soon as she does, a torrent of water cascades down from above and filters through the grate. As Vel peaks down through the grate again from the side, the announcer continues.

Announcer shouts: Alright folks, we got quite the match for you today! In this corner, we’ve got one of the craziest motherfuckers in the Explorer’s League! You know him! You love him! MINGUS DIGGS!

A raggedy looking dwarf with gray-ish brown explorer’s garb walks out. He has large goggles and a safari style hat, and a blunderbuss that has a butt that ends in a trowel.

Announcer shouts: Who knows what kind of archaeological nonsense he’ll unleash on his enemy! And his opponent for the day is none other than a giant fucking dinosaur!

A gate opens on the other side, and there’s some loud stomping as a large creature with mottled blue scales appears. It’s a behemoth with a wide, flanged plate on its head, a single horn on its nose, and two more erupting from above its eyes. It bellows.

Announcer shouts: Let the battle begin! I reckon it’s gonna start no matter what!

The direhorn starts to stomp its feet and then charges as the dwarf. The cheers start to explode again.

Announcer shouts: Here we go!

Mingus pulls a figurine out and throws it into the air. It’s a white ivory goat, which it explodes and turns into an actual goat that stands between him and the direhorn. The goat bellows and the direhorn slams into it. The crowd goes wild as Mingus starts to fire into the direhorn.

The guard laughs.

Underbelly Guard says: You can always count on the brawler’s guild to make things exciting. They’re always looking for more participants, if you’re interested. It pays well, but you didn’t hear it from me. After all, the first rule of the brawler’s guild is to not talk about the brawler’s guild. I’d offer to take you into the audience, but they charge a pretty penny. Not to mention by the time we get down there, I have a feeling Diggs will have this wrapped up.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Undefeated champion then?
Underbelly Guard says: Not quite, but he’s definitely a fan favorite, and he has a way with animals.

There’s another blunderbuss blast from down below.

Underbelly Guard says: Then again, Tops is also a fan favorite. I’m sure he’ll pull through.

The guard continues with Vel following behind her and she gestures to another area.

Underbelly Guard says: They call that the Den of Thieves. It’s something of a hangout for folk of all sorts of interesting vocations. You can learn a few tricks there. They also do some sales in certain… seedy things. You can find nice blades there, a few drinks that will last for the rest of your life as short as it will likely be, not to mention they normally have competitions of skill there if jabbing a knife rapidly between your fingers under somebody needs to find a priest is your idea of a good time.
Velameestra Windrunner says: No, but I know some that would.
Underbelly Guard says: I’m not nearly dexterous enough to pretend such a thing would interest me. The vestibule is that way, which will lead to some other exits. But what you’re looking for, I wager, is probably this way.

She then looks in another direction and they can hear tavern music.

Underbelly Guard says: This is the last of our major stops. This right here is the Cantrips & Crows. A meeting place for individuals of various perceptions and enjoyments, and some pretty good drink! All manner of reputable organizations have people here. I have a feeling if you’re looking for some sort of gardening--

She gives Vel air quotes.

Underbelly Guard says: You’re likely to find someone here.

Vel nods.

Underbelly Guard says: You’ll also find, beyond a place to stay, the Cantrips & Crows accept any currency. This is a good place to buy sightless eyes. A lot of people down here only work in that currency. Gold is too easy to fabricate, and people have burned one too many times by transmutation wizards to trust the glint of gold down here.

Vel chuffs.

Underbelly Guard says: But these guys can change you for sightless eyes if you need them. Though, uh… don’t try to pull one over on them. They have a pretty powerful mage working, and they’ll know if you try to cheat them. Just a warning. Unless you want to get fed to Sagacity.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Believe it or not, I’m not here to cause trouble.
Underbelly Guard says: Well good! That’s a rarity around these parts, so make sure you don’t stand out too much.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Thank you for the tour.
Underbelly Guard says: Of course. I’m more than happy to accompany you. After all, time is money, and I have time if you have money. I’ll keep an eye out for you. Just holler if you need me.

Vel nods and heads into the tavern, and the guard joins up with some other guards that have been hired for similar purposes in order to keep an eye out.

Vel starts to look for any signs that this is the place she’s looking for. There are mounted animal heads on the wall: a boar, a raptor, and the like, as well as a taxidermied raven that has its wings extended. There are seedy individuals in every corner of this tavern. The barkeep is a black-haired goblin who is wearing a very tight halter top that she is practically falling out of, as well as a very short skirt.

Barkeep says: Welcome to the Cantrips & Crows! What can I help ya with, sugar? My name’s Sanzi! Do you need a seat, do you need a drink, what do ya need?
Velameestra Windrunner says: A seat will be fine.
Sanzi says: Sure, sure, just this way sugar!

Sanzi gestures for Vel to follow her.

Sanzi says: Your familiar’s fine, just make sure she doesn’t try to pickpocket people. We don’t accept that sort of stuff here. We ain’t lookin’ for trouble.
Velameestra Windrunner says:: Understood.
Sanzi says: Alright. I know your kind--

She points up at the raven.

Sanzi says: And I know you got a sticky little beak!

Seria puffs up her feathers and looks quite offended. Sanzi looks back to Vel.

Sanzi says: What can I get ya, sugar? I can get ya some port from Silvermoon. The price is up, ya know, with the invasion and all that. I can get ya some fruit wine. Maybe some cactus cider. A cocktail? I got some coconut rum all the way from Tol Barad.

Vel rapidly realizes all the options are alcoholic, but also is aware she’d stick out a lot more if she gets something not.

Velameestra Windrunner says: … fruit wine will be fine.
Sanzi says: Alright, sugar, I’ll be right back. You sit tight, alright?

Sanzi heads back behind the bar to get the drink. Vel continues to survey the crowd in the room. She had seen a human cloaked and hooded in a corner with a pipe. There’s a dwarf with ashen skin--a Dark Iron dwarf--surrounded by four empty tankards. He looks to be a mercenary of some kind. She also sees a jungle troll with a green vest gesturing to his vest as he talks to another seedy-looking individual.

Vel also sees a few other goblins. There is a goblin woman in a top hat who is talking with another goblin with glass. She gives off the aura of someone not to be messed with, and she is flanked by two very large hobgoblin bouncers on either side.

There are also a number of people who are clearly pirates. They are the loudest ones here. There is one individual with a low-cut white shirt and a crimson red hat. There is an impressive rapier and pistol on the table in front of him. He is talking (loudly) about a “damned axebeak that flew away with all of his coin” and his group is laughing hysterically at the story. There is a woman among them with long blonde hair, and she currently has one of the male servers sitting on her lap and appears to be quite drunk.

The server appears to be trying to go, but she insists on him staying and just hands over another pile of coin.

The coin Vel sees passed around look like a gold coin, but they have the closed Kirin Tor eye on it. These are likely the sightless eyes.

Sanzi comes back with her drink.

Sanzi says: Here you are, sugar. You gonna be starting a tab, or do you want to pay up front.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’ll just pay up front.
Sanzi says: Alright sugar. 2 silver pieces. Don’t worry about the water. It’s free of charge, and don’t worry, it’s perfectly safe and healthy.

Vel nods and retrieves the coin.

Velameestra Windrunner says: I’m actually looking for someone.
Sanzi says: Who ya looking for, sugar? There’s a lot of folks around, but maybe I can point you in the right direction.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Someone named Rehlana.

Sanzi immediately bursts out laughing.

Sanzi says: Oh! That’s good. That’s real good. … oh you’re serious, aren’t you?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Quite.
Sanzi says: Um. Sugar. You probably don’t…
Velameestra Windrunner says: Everyone uses that name down here, don’t they?
Sanzi says: Oh, there are people that try to, but the people that do normally get something real embarrassing spread about them and people start laughing-- but no no no. If you’re smart, you don’t pretend to be her, if we’re thinking about the same Rehlana.
Velameestra Windrunner says: So you do know her?
Sanzi says: Pretty half-elf lass, shorter black hair?

Vel nods.

Velameestra Windrunner says: That’s the one.
Sanzi says: Yeah, people don’t really mess with her much, sugar. So don’t you worry about running into any sort of imposters. I don’t think she’s here right now, and if she was, I’m not sure she’d be able to meet with ya.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Do you know anyone else from the Hillsbrad Bureau of Gardening, do you?
Sanzi says: Oh is that what they’re calling themselves? I guess that’s probably one of many of their names. Yeah, there are some folk here. But… well… as I said, it’s not like they can just walk around speaking with everyone. They’ve got a lot of business ya see. Making sure things run smooth.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Yes, and I have something they may be interested in.
Sanzi says: Do ya now? Well lets see it.

Vel flashes the coin.

Sanzi’s eyes go wide.

Sanzi says: You gotta be kidding me. Is that really one of them?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Yes, from what I understand.

Sanzi chuckles.

Sanzi says: Well tan my hide and call me a hobgoblin. What you got there is something real special. Do you know what that is?
Velameestra Windrunner says: I’ve been told it’s valuable.
Sanzi says: Yeah, that’s one way to say it.

Sanzi quiets her voice and gets closer to Vel.

Sanzi says: Sugar, what you got there is called a favor. And that ain’t no typical favor. That’s a favor with Ravenholdt.

Vel knows Ravenholdt was one of the many noble families in Alterac, but she also knows around the time of the Troll Wars when Genn Greymane left the Alliance and Daval Prestor took over as king--specifically about five years before it--the Lord of house Ravenholdt, a man named Jorach, left the circle of nobles of Alterac. That was the last anyone ever heard of him.

Velameestra Windrunner says: I... know the common history of Ravenholdt.
Sanzi says: Yeah, well, sugar, Ravenholdt’s a big deal.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I gathered from your reaction.
Sanzi says: If you’ve ever heard of an assassinate that happened in the world, it wasn’t them. You catch me drift? They ain’t just an assassin’s guild, they are THE assassin’s guild. That coin right there means you can kill anyone you want in the world. Among other things. That’s what a favor with Ravenholdt will buy ya. Among many, many other things. I ain’t sure what you did to get that, but be real careful who you show that to.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Then I don’t suppose you can put me in contact with someone?
Sanzi says: Oh I can. You, uh… but you know. All this information is pretty helpful.

Vel puts some silver on the table.

Sanzi says: It’s REAL helpful.

Vel leaves the silver there and places a gold piece on top.

Sanzi says: That’s better. Now if you put about ten more of those on the table, I can put you in contact with someone.

Vel puts ten more gold pieces on the table. Sanzi quickly grabs the coins and stuffs them down her shirt.

Sanzi says: Alright. Lemme take you to one of the back rooms.

Sanzi gestures for Vel to follow her, and she heads past the taxidermied raven to the far corner. Sanzi knocks on the door. A slit opens in the door and a gruff voice can be heard.

Gruff Voice says What is it?
Sanzi says: There’s uh… there’s someone here to see ya. Or someone. Trust me. She’s got something reaaaal important to show ya.
Gruff Voice says: It better worth our time.
Sanzi says: It is! It is! I promise.

She leans in close to the slit.

Sanzi says: She’s got a favor. One you might want to see.

The slit closes and a bunch of locks are undone on the other side of the door. The door opens, and Vel sees a dark-robed man with dark black hair pulled back in a ponytail. The lower half of his face is covered. He gestures for Vel to enter.

Vel goes to enter.

Sanzi says: Safe travels!

Sanzi waves, hanging back.

Masked Man says: Follow me.

Vel follows after the man, and it’s very quiet as he leads her through a back room.

Masked Man says: Sanzi says you got a favor. Is that true?
Velameestra Windrunner says: That’s true.
Masked Man says: Let me see it.

Vel flashes it close to her chest.

Masked Man says: Smart. But I’m going to need to know if that’s real. Look, I know you got no real reason to trust me, but if you hand this over to Ravenholdt and it’s not the genuine article? You’re a dead woman. It’s for your own good. It’s your choice and your funeral, just trying to help you out.

Vel hesitantly holds the coin out, and the man takes it. He holds it up to his face, and he pulls the scarf around his mouth down to bite the coin before flicking it back to Vel.

Masked Man says: It’s real.

The man leads Vel deeper in.

Masked Man says: I can get you in contact with someone from the organization. They’re deeper inside in the chamber of shadows. There ain’t no meeting, but there are a few people gathered. Don’t ask for names. Don’t ask questions. You look like you’re new to this. Don’t blunder into something or you’re going to get yourself killed.
Velameestra Windrunner says: ...noted.
Masked Man says: Don’t ask questions. Not unless you’re told.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Also noted.

The man opens a door, and Vel is greeted with a beautiful circular room that resembles a banquet hall. There is a long table with a beautiful black and grey tablecloth. There are places set and candelabras lit. However, there is no food currently.

There are daggers, papers, coins, and the like all over the tables around the room. There are six large banners and a dozen or more smaller ones against the walls. There are sigils of organizations Vel has never heard of before. Sigils of pirate flags. Raven on one. There is even an orange standard that may represent that of the Syndicate. However, the standard is not very well kept and appears to be tattered and torn. The biggest banners are greyish-black and in the centers there is a bloody dagger and a crown with a streaking, shattering mark through it.

There are a few people in the room. There is a feminine figure with tight black clothes and a cloak. She has strawberry blonde hair tied loosely in a ponytail with an impressive looking crossbow nearby. As she turns to look at the new arrivals, Vel recognizes her as Lee Hale.

The man that led Vel inside walks over to her and he whispers to her. Lee is looking at Vel the entire time, and she nods, then saunters over to Vel.

Lee Hale says: I’m told you wish to speak with me.
Velameestra Windrunner says: That’s correct.
Lee Hale says: What do you want?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Looking to eradicate more bloodthistle.

Lee raises an eyebrow.

Lee Hale says: Is that so?

Vel nods, and Lee squints at Vel, seeing there’s a disguise in place. Vel smiles faintly.

Lee Hale says: You’re talking about…

Lee crosses her arms.

Lee Hale says: I have a feeling we have met, haven’t we.
Velameestra Windrunner says: We have.

Lee chuffs.

Lee Hale says: Never thought I’d see you again. That’s a nice trick you have there.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Yes. Useful in these situations.
Lee Hale says: I gotta say… of all the places I expected to run into you, this was not it.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Situations lead people to unexpected circumstances.
Lee Hale says: Yeah, I guess so. After all, a year ago I didn’t think I’d be here.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Not the type of thing you plan for.

Lee gestures for Vel to follow her and she pulls up a seat at the table.

Lee Hale says: I don’t think they’ll care if we borrow a seat. How the hell did you convince them to let you back here?
Velameestra Windrunner says: I have a favor.
Lee Hale says: Oh. Shit. I didn’t realize she sent those with the letter.
Velameestra Windrunner says: As it turns out.
Lee Hale says: Can I see it? I’ll give it back. Trust me, that’s not something I’m going to mess with.

Vel provides the coin and Lee takes a look at it.

Lee Hale says: I’ve never actually seen one in person. I would have had one, but I used it to… well, here we are.

Vel nods.

Lee Hale says: So. It’s true then. Camrus…
Velameestra Windrunner says: He’s dead.
Lee Hale says: Good. She was glad to hear that, for whatever reason. No wonder she sent this. Must have been more important than I realized.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Ultimately he’s out of everyone’s hair.
Lee Hale says: She’s got me stationed here at the moment. They’re working on some big operations, and, well, they must have been desperate if they had me here. I’m still pretty new to all this.
Velameestra Windrunner says: A definite improvement from the cell.
Lee Hale says: Much better than being a farmer. At least I can do something here.
Velameestra Windrunner says: And it seems we have a mutual enemy.

Vel glances at the Syndicate banner, and Lee follows her gaze.

Lee Hale says: I take it you haven’t exactly made friends with them.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Not particularly, but they haven’t made friends with us either.
Lee Hale says: Not surprised. They don’t make friends easily. They might be a part of the Uncrowned, but it’s more of a formality. They haven’t had a representative here in a long time. Not since the days of Perenolde.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Ultimately I was hoping to find help in tracking some of them down.
Lee Hale says: There are a few people here. We can maybe send help… well… I can’t do much about the favor right now, but if you brought it to the manor, I’m sure they can do something. I could take you there, but it’ll be a bit of a trek.
Velameestra Windrunner says: In Alterac I imagine.
Lee Hale says: Outside of it. Near the Alterac basin. It’s hard to find unless you know it, but I could take you there. On horseback it would be about...a weeks travel. Unless you’ve got some faster way of traveling.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Potentially faster horses.
Lee Hale says: And if you’re dealing with Alterac, it’s not far. You can loop back in less than half a week if you want to get into the high peaks. But you’ll get a lot more out of this there.
Velameestra Windrunner says: What about companions?
Lee Hale says: As long as you got that favor, as long as you don’t start any trouble. Ravenholdt manor is high security, but they aren’t afraid.
Velameestra Windrunner says: And we won’t start trouble. I’ll need to speak with some people, but if you can take us, it would be appreciated.
Lee Hale says: Yeah. I can make arrangements. If you need it… you can do magic things. Just get a hold of me. I’m sure you heard this a lot, but be careful who you show that to. If I were you, don’t show anyone else. Not until we get to the manor.
Velameestra Windrunner says: That was my intention. I found who I needed to find.
Lee Hale says: Convenient I was here.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Very. I won’t take up anymore of your time.
Lee Hale says: Not a problem. This is important. I’ll wait for word from you.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Thank you.

Lee nods.

'Lee Hale says: It’s good seeing you again.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Same to you. I’m happy you found somewhere.

Lee smiles.

'Lee Hale says: Me too.
Velameestra Windrunner says: And thanks for the save.
'Lee Hale says: He had that coming. Who would have known Blackmoore had enough connections with the Syndicate that his death was quite wanted.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Endless stream of conveniences, it seems.
'Lee Hale says: Things have a tendency to work out. Though I’ve found out convenience and serendipity and all that tends to be the result of someone pulling the strings. Anyways. I’ll let you speak with your allies. Anyone I should be concerned with?
Velameestra Windrunner says: You knew most of them.
'Lee Hale says: So you’re with the prince then. Both of the princes.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Both of them.
'Lee Hale says: I am still technically wanted in Alterac, but I don’t know if he’ll recognize me.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Regardless, he may be assuaged given the circumstances.
'Lee Hale says: I imagine. After all, I am still technically his countryman, aren’t I?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Yes.
'Lee Hale says: It shouldn’t be a problem. And if he has an issue, I should be able to run faster.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Most likely. I’ll send word then.

They stand up and shake hands.

'Lee Hale says: Shadows keep you, Velameestra.

She says Vel’s name quietly, and Vel works her way back out of the Underbelly.

The group all reconvenes at Vel’s manor in the evening. Upon Uther’s return, Vel pulls him into her study to have a word.

Velameestra Windrunner says: I wanted to run something by you.
Uther Menethil says: What’s that?
Velameestra Windrunner says: I made a contact in the Underbelly. That woman from Durnholde, if you recall.
Uther Menethil says: That… what woman would that be?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Her name was Lee.
Uther Menethil says: Ah…
Velameestra Windrunner says: She could potentially lead us to Ravenholdt to meet with them.
Uther Menethil says: This is… welcome news.
Velameestra Windrunner says: My main concern was what your cousin may think of the matter.
Uther Menethil says: Leave Victor to me.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Noted. With fast horses we could arrive in about a week, and I think we can arrange for everyone to get a mount. But, I think they may be our best bet in tracking down the Syndicate. Turns out they are not fond of them.
Uther Menethil says: I see no other options. We should make preparations to leave at once.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Noted. Just let me know when you speak to Victor and I can send word to Lee.

However, Uther asks Vel to stay there, and he instead fetches Victor to speak to him now with Vel present.

Victor Prestor says: Uther. I trust your day was more eventful than mine.
Uther Menethil says: Mine own? No. But Vel may have a lead.
Victor Prestor says: Does she now? I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. She tends to have an uncanny ability to find resources. And this is her home.

Victor heads back into the study after Uther.

Uther Menethil says: There is a… small problem.
Victor Prestor says: ...oh boy. And what would that be?
Uther Menethil says: You won’t like the lead.

Victor takes a deep breath and then exhales.

Victor Prestor says: Alright. I’m listening. I’m as braced as I’m going to be.

Uther looks at Vel.

Velameestra Windrunner says: ... I have someone that can take us to Ravenholdt manor.
Victor Prestor says: Ravenholdt manor? Like the one in Alterac that hasn’t belonged to the Ravenholdt family in nearly two decades.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Like the assassin’s guild.
Victor Prestor says: … assassin’s guild? Heh. I heard rumors that Ravenholdt retired. You’re… you’re telling me that over the course of one day, here in Dalaran, you’ve not only identified the fact that Jorach Ravenholdt did, in fact, form an assassin’s guild when he left the noble’s circle of Alterac, but he also built a manor somewhere else for this guild, and you proceeded to find this assassin’s guild, and purchase the use of a tour guide to their front doorstep.
Velameestra Windrunner says: … not purchase. They owe me a favor.
Victor Prestor says: ….

Victor’s expression darkens.

Uther Menethil says: What’s important here, Victor, is we have no other leads. This is our best chance at finding the people who hurt your mother and took my father.

Victor growls in exasperation and shakes his head.

Victor Prestor says: This is completely ridiculous. What. The next thing you’re going to say is, let me guess, the tour guide is the person who killed Blackmoore--

Vel’s ears go back.

Victor Prestor says: It is, isn’t it? This is… absolutely…

Victor winces and grabs the side of his head as he growls.

Velameestra Windrunner says: … Are you alright?
Victor Prestor says: Sorry. Migraine. I’ve been having them a lot recently. Fine. Fine fine fine. Lets pretend that we’re not going to meet with a wanted criminal, a woman who slew an asshole.
Velameestra Windrunner says: … an asshole that was connected to the Syndicate.
Victor Prestor says: Who was also-- was a landed noble… who was connected to the Syndicate. Now where did you find---

Victor winces and grabs his head again.

Victor Prestor says: I’m going to have an aneurysm because of you, Velameestra.

Vel doesn’t make eye contact.

Victor Prestor says: Fine, I’ll play along. It’s a lead, and Uther, if you think this is wise, we’ll follow through on it. But if this is an elaborate ruse to kill me by these friends of yours, I’m going to be very cross, and I’m going to haunt you for my entire undeath.
Velameestra Windrunner says: If they were going to try and kill you they wouldn’t get within five feet.
Victor Prestor says: If these assassins are truly a thing… alright. Fair enough. We’ll do this. Meet with these criminals and pretend that they probably don’t hate me. Alright. When are we leaving?
Uther Menethil says: My recommendation is as soon as possible.
Victor Prestor says: The sooner we get to this Ravenholdt manor, the sooner we can unravel this. And if they can help us find the Syndicate, then I suppose that’s a step in the right direction. Especially if they were the ones responsible, and it seems they are. On another note, I found no activity of the Syndicate here in Dalaran. I find that… impressive considering how close they are to Alterac. They have a presence in all of Alterac and Hillsbrad, even some parts as far as the Tirisdal Glades, and of course in Stromgarde as well, but the fact they haven’t touched Dalaran--at least to anyone’s knowledge… Whatever magical Syndicate repellant they have, I would like to get some. And sprinkle it all over the kingdom.
Velameestra Windrunner says: If we want to leave tomorrow, I can make arrangements.
Uther Menethil says: Please do.
Victor Prestor says: Make it be so, Velameestra, you seem to be rather adept at snapping your fingers and making things happen.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I am a wizard.

Uther tries really hard to stop himself from laughing at the comment.

Victor Prestor says: I suppose I’ll get ready and pack and… process this information.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I can go gather the others.
Victor Prestor says: Please do.

Vel immediately leaves the study.

After Vel leaves, Victor hangs back to speak with Uther in private.

Victor Prestor says: Uther, are you certain you can trust everything Velameestra does?
Uther Menethil says: Believe it or not, cousin, yes. While at times, her actions seem suspect, Velameestra does not take any action without there being a number of calculations behind it. Her interests are always on the side of good.
Victor Prestor says: Uther, I’m not exactly sure that’s true. I wish I could have that blind optimism. Don’t you find it suspect that she has this connection with the woman responsible for killing Blackmoore? She saw her once, right, and again when she shot Blackmoore, at a distance, albeit.
Uther Menethil says: What is it that troubles you, cousin?
Victor Prestor says: What else do you think she’s hiding? What other secrets do you think she’s kept? For our own safety. For this greater good. I don’t like not knowing things. And right now I feel like I don’t know anything. And when I learn them, it’s never good. Greater or otherwise. All I am saying, Uther, is you need to be careful with her. And for what it’s worth, I’m glad you made the decision you chose. Vittoria at least is straightforward.

Uther’s eyes narrow.

Uther Menethil says: What do you mean?
Victor Prestor says: You know what I mean, cousin. I hope if you don’t you never need to find out. The last thing I want for you is to discover a dagger in your back, and find she was the one that planted it.

Uther smirks.

Uther Menethil says: It was my chest.
Victor Prestor says: ...What do you mean?
Uther Menethil says: It wasn’t particularly relevant, but during the incident with Zalazane, she was possessed.

Uther pulls down his shirt.

Uther Menethil says: When she was possessed by that fiend, she stabbed me, right here.
Victor Prestor says: You don’t say.
Uther Menethil says: And I still trust her with my life.
Victor Prestor says: Uther, I admire your level of devotion. I really do. I hope that you can hold onto that. Because damn is the world going to try and rob you of that.
Uther Menethil says: Over and over it seems. But it’s when things are at their darkest that we need our light the most.
Victor Prestor says: Spoken like a true knight of the Silver Hand. I hope you’re right.

He puts a hand on Uther’s shoulder, then moves past him and leaves the study.

The group gathers before dinner to talk.

Rhonin Windrunner says: So what did you all find? Any leads?
Gilveradin Windrunner says: Well. I met with one of the archmagi and they were able to put me towards the Explorer’s League to find someone to identify that gnoll pack we encountered.
Rhonin Windrunner says: That’s a good start. With any luck they’ll be able to come up with something.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: At least we have a direction.
Esara Verrinde says: There hasn’t been much more activity as far as potential warlocks. Things are still tense with the Sunreaves, especially as word of the events of the past few days have started to spread. People are worried, but that comes with the territory. At this point, from what I understand, Aethas will be trying to assist the king, and with luck, we can get ready for what happens if… well… if the Sunwell is in fact destroyed.
Victor Prestor says: I found little except for the fact I'm certain the Syndicate is certainly here.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: What leads you to believe they’re here?
Victor Prestor says: I simply suspected there’s some activity in Dalaran. They get their fingers into just about every business they can. But they seem to be suspiciously absent in Dalaran. Curiosity in itself. It is a different city-state from Alterac, but that does not prevent them from acting in Stromgarde as well.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I also find it unlikely there’s nothing here.
Victor Prestor says: Nothing significant, at the very least. Not as far as the Syndicate is concerned. At least nothing people are aware of.

Gil nods.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: Not unless they are trying to hide, yes. And they are doing an especially good job of it, for whatever reason.
Victor Prestor says: Speaking of that. Velameestra, I believe there are some things you want to tell everyone.

Victor isn’t looking at Vel.

Velameestra Windrunner says: Yes. I found a lead that can direct us to the Syndicate. A contact that can take us to Ravenholdt manor.

Gil raises an eyebrow.

Velameestra Windrunner says: It’s an assassin’s guild that operates in Alterac that is not fond of the Syndicate.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: And… do I want to know how you found this?

Victor looks at Gil.

Victor Prestor says: That’s a good question, Gilveradin. Wouldn’t you like to know that?

Gil looks at Victor.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: What do you know?
Victor Prestor says: Woefully little these days, it seems.
Velameestra Windrunner says: Gil, if you recall that woman from Durnholde. Lee. She’s now working with them. And happens to be here in Dalaran.

Vel chances a glance at Rhonin, who meets her eyes and then looks away.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: So there’s clearly more to this.

Vel takes a breath.

Velameestra Windrunner says: That man that we used to interrogate the bodies. His name was Camrus Bloodstar.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: Yes, and I asked you how you knew his name, and you just deflected.
Velameestra Windrunner says: I knew his name because that was the elf that was also at Durnholde. You likely didn’t recognize him.
Rhonin Windrunner says: Ultimately, the circumstances that led us here are complicated enough that explaining everything isn’t necessarily going to matter. What does matter is that you have a lead. If this Ravenholdt is a potential lead you can use, and they are an enemy of the Syndicate, that makes them an ally enough. The Syndicate is a huge issue, and if you can help them, they could help you. Whatever information you can give them as far as this investigation is concerned. If the Syndicate is involved like we believe, they are likely already looking into it. It would make sense, at least. I think it’s something to look into.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: It’s true, we can revisit this later.

Vel looks distinctly uncomfortable.

Rhonin Windrunner says: So I suppose the plan is to leave tomorrow, yeah?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Correct.
Rhonin Windrunner says: No rest for the wicked. I suppose your stay here was short-lived enough.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I wouldn’t be shocked if we ended up back here.
Rhonin Windrunner says: I wouldn’t be upset, that’s for sure. So are you all going?
Velameestra Windrunner says: Companions were not opposed to as long as no trouble is started. Which wasn’t our intention.
Rhonin Windrunner says: I would love to go myself. Trust me. But well, exams will be starting, and I imagine I’d get drummed out of the Kirin Tor if I tried to take any time off before the holidays. So I’ll have to count on all of you to be alright. Waltzing into the home base of an assassin’s guild isn’t exactly something I want to see my niece and nephew doing, but here we are. And if it’s going to help you get his Majesty back, it’s worth it.

Vel nods.

Rhonin Windrunner says: I suppose if you have anything else to take care of, we can work on it.

At that moment Talath pops his head in.

Talath Dawnsworn says: I finished dinner if anyone is hungry! Sorry. Am I interrupting something?

Vel jumps.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: No, just making plans.
Talath Dawnsworn says: Oh, the usual then. That makes sense. Sorry Vel, I didn’t mean to startle you.

Later that night, Vel shoots a sending to Lee.

Velameestra Windrunner says: There will be eight of us ready to leave tomorrow.
Lee Hale says: Everything should be in line. Stuff here will be taken care of. I’ll meet you at your manor at the crack of dawn. See you then.

Gil goes to speak to Elissa that night.

Elissa Cross says: What’s up, Gil?
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I was wondering if you wanted to meet a new person.
Elissa Windrunner says: Well usually I’m alright with it. You had someone in mind?
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I do. One of the Council of Six, actually. About you.
Elissa Cross says: Oh-h. Why?

Gil points at her eyes.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: The glowing thing.
Elissa Cross says: I guess that makes sense. Who is it?
Gilveradin Windrunner says: Krasus.
Elissa Cross says: Oh crackers!? That person is a member of the council of six? Oh man. I guess. Do we have time. What does he know?
Gilveradin Windrunner says: The glowing. The weird connection to nature magic. The usual.
Elissa Cross says: Oh. If you think that would be helpful.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: He was interested in meeting you.
Elissa Cross says: I don’t know if I’m going to get used to this casual meeting of very important people.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I think you have to now.
Elissa Cross says: Yeah, I guess you’re right. Whoo. Well. Will we have time to meet him before we leave?
Gilveradin Windrunner says: We can make time. I need to see if Vel, at least, would be willing to meet with the Explorer’s League anyway.
Elissa Cross says: Yeah. I guess we can leave in the afternoon.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: Yeah. Plus it gives Remnii more time for common lessons.
Elissa Cross says: She’s doing really well!
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I assume Seria will come with me.
Elissa Cross says: Okay. She seems nice. Doesn’t seem like she likes me though.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I don’t think she likes anyone.
Elissa Cross says: She’s not a full troll, huh?
Gilveradin Windrunner says: No. I think she’s half-elf.
Elissa Cross says: Gosh. That’s hard. I can only imagine what it would be to be torn between two worlds that hate each other. I hope she knows she’s not alone.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: Someone can tell her that.
Elissa Cross says: Yeah. I guess someone can just walk up to her and say she’s not all alone. I… won’t actually just say that though.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: I figured you wouldn’t.
Elissa Cross says: But maybe with time.

Elissa said she’ll make sure the horses are ready, and Gil goes to find Seria. She is tending to her egg.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: Seria.

Seria looks up.

Gilveradin Windrunner says: I wasn’t sure if you were interested, but I’m going to be meeting with the elf that showed up yesterday, and I was wondering if you wanted to also go.
Seria says: I don’t see why not. Better dan this place.
Gilveradin Windrunner says: It’s nice, but I prefer the outside.

Gil then takes his leave.

Remnii says: Raluhi, before anything else, as I told you, I believe there may be a lead on the Exodar.
Raluhi says: You mentioned something like that.
Remnii says: When the Princess Lianne was born, a star passed over. They call it the Violet Star streaking through the sky to the east. But the Exodar was violet.
Raluhi says: So you think this Violet Star may have been the Exodar?
Remnii says: The timeline seems correct.
Raluhi says: It seems to be plausible, and we have reason to believe they are on this planet.

They talk a bit about the relay Remnii used back on Draenor, and it seemed it was successful.

Raluhi says: But if it is east, what is east?
Remnii says: I heard there was a great maelstrom to the east. Jaina’s father took many sailors and chased it, and they didn’t return.

Remnii goes through everything she recalled while Raluhi is recording it so he can also review later.

Raluhi says: From what very little I know of the technology that makes up these miraculous devices that carry us through the stars. While they are sealed, and if the right circumstances were presented, it could survive. If it made landfall in the sea, as long as the hull was not breached, it would still be functional. But in a maelstrom, if it were to fall in there, the systems would be compromised. I read about this maelstrom. It’s massive. The size of a continent. Few have been able to study it.
Remnii says: When they said there was a storm, I didn’t think it was that big. But I know a Northrend exists, so that’s two continents.
Raluhi says: it’s possible it landed in the sea, or an island or another landmass.
Remnii says: If this world is so unexplored… I have also not seen anyone that looks like Nyxxa.

They muse on Nyxxa’s differences from the Quel’dorei.

Remnii says: If they have changed that much, perhaps they are descendants, but none are large and purple or teal. I’ve only seen one other satyr, and they too was large, I don’t know if that was the corruption or not.
Raluhi says: Corruption appears to make the orcs larger, but not by much. A few inches perhaps.
Remnii says: It’s grasping at dust, but I need to hold onto a hope they are somewhere else. So I would like to try some divination, and I would ask that you be with me.
Raluhi says: Of course. It took the eredar, our people, much longer to map out the entirety of Argus. Thus, there could be some more to be discovered.

They talk a bit longer, and Raluhi agrees that it’s worth a shot, and if he gets some info, he can also see what he can do. Remnii also expresses that, in the future, they would need a larger relay.

Remnii poses her questions to Raluhi, and Raluhi muses on the limitations of divination, as it is reliant on a short-term goal or action.

Remnii then casts the spell as she cracks a crystal in half.

Remnii says: Will draenic engineers be working on the Exodar tomorrow?

As the magic flows through and the crystal disappears, it wafts around in a vague shape, and the dust vanishes. There is a chill, and there is the sense of darkness, and loneliness.

The answer is no. It will not be worked on in the next week.

Remnii shakes her head at Raluhi.

Remnii says: Well, one thing I was hoping to crack this a different way. Jaina and I attempted to look on a number of individuals by scrying. It was blocked, which would make a degree of sense, but it was blocked by fel interference.
Raluhi says: That is… concerning.
Remnii says: I may still ask the other question?
Raluhi says: There is a chance things can be interfered with. You can wait until the morning.
Remnii says: The reason I am trying the rangari is because they may not be at the Exodar.
Raluhi says: That is true. Do not let this shatter your hopes. For all we know they could be… taking a holiday.

Remnii is concerned, but nods.

Remnii says: Yes. Thank you for being here.
Raluhi says: Take heart young one, your journey is not over yet.
Remnii says: I can’t let it be, even if it is theirs. But I can take heart that the legion cannot find us easily.
Raluhi says: And if we are having trouble finding them, perhaps they are as well. I think you should get rest. You will have a long day. Several long days.

Remnii nods and gives Raluhi a hug.