


A number of traitors to the Horde and our Great Dark Lady were publicly executed. The crowd showed them no mercy, or sympathy.
“For the time being our unit is at rest, and has been sent back among their standard callings. All the same, there are growing matters that demand our attention. Networks of informants still feed us even as the unit slumbers. -U”
“Leaders of various factions within the Horde gather, and discuss our plans and mutual fates.”
“Whoever decided to use the Auction Houses as a dance floor needs to be shot. Furthermore, who brings Imps to a party?”
“After returning to the Undercity I began to research the tabards and markings of the humans who ambushed our blight wagon convoy. Much to our mixed delight and disgust it was discovered that the group did not belong to the Alliance and were members of the so called Alterac nation. All bets are off. With that knowledge we made haste to get our bodies repaired and returned to the field to track down the injured men and women and ambush them as they were recouping.
We were kind enough to knock on their door before entering into the fray. By knocking on their door I mean we deployed a ‘bombie’ – a freshly dead Alterac human who we gutted, stuffed full of glass, waste, and rotten mean, and armed as an explosive. Said bombie was sent walking their way, begging for help…a calling card few can ignore. -U”
“Our meeting and debriefing with the Argent Onslaught was brief, though productive. -U”
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