“Word from an inside informant had reached us that the body of a predominant Stormwind noble was being transported back to Stormwind to be returned to his family for proper burial. This person was of special interest and value due to his potential knowledge of Alliance military workings. Further more, there were rumors of magic items of interest to us being smuggled with or on his body to Stormwind. We were assigned this Funeral Detail as a Vulture Patrol target deep behind enemy lines. Things went…..poorly for us. The escort units with the body were heavily armed mounted Calvary, while we were more on foot raiders. Though we suffered grave wounds, I suspect that our pride took even greater damage. -U”
“A merchant ship wrecked off the coast of Arathi. Word reached Forsaken command, and a Vulture Patrol was called. A Dark Ranger met us in the ruins and from there we rode out. At the wreck proper we started the clean up using the ship’s own crows nest to dump the pillage onto. Bloated corpses were tethered and left to float as gold and goods were stacked up. Things went well until a great sea creature decided to try and take its share of the dead and mistook us as food as well. -U”
“Once more we have been given others to ride out on Vulture Patrol, also known as a Shovel Party. We are expected to pull in recruits, and spare parts. A large tithe is expected from everything harvested, that tithe going to the Undercity. All was going well, and our movement went largely undetected…yet somehow alarm was raised and a force was sent in after us. -U”
The ride out went well, everyone was in order and we had scouted in advance.
A portal was held open to the Undercity, allowing us to quickly move harvested parts through it into the awaiting arms of the Lab Assistants on the other side.
In the depths of the crypts we found a wealth of corpses, bones, and other materials of use to us. The Silver Hand were less then…welcoming when they found us in the middle of our work.