Maegannon
03-10-2009, 10:03 AM
The letter smelled like it was made with human hands, and it was a wonderful smell. The handwriting was clearly Staghelms, and it was even signed as obnoxiously as he sounded normally, but the paper itself smelled of Stormwind. She missed Azeroth so much.
Miss Maegannon Snowfall,
Your orders are changing. You shall report to Moonglade ASAP and recieve your newest charge - Azzeron Swiftpaw, whom you will train untill he is ready to take the trials. Do not let him fail, or it will be your head.
Grand Arch Druid Fandral Staglehm
With a yelp that scared the Tauren stationed across from her, she was in the air and headed for the portal to Azeroth. "HEADED HOME, ORDERS FROM FATHEAD!" she squawked as she flew away from the mushrooms and dampness of the swamp.
As she flew, her mind wandered a little. Swiftpaw.. she knew that name, didn't she? Perhaps a stop off to her father's house was in order before heading up to moonglade..
Miss Maegannon Snowfall,
Your orders are changing. You shall report to Moonglade ASAP and recieve your newest charge - Azzeron Swiftpaw, whom you will train untill he is ready to take the trials. Do not let him fail, or it will be your head.
Grand Arch Druid Fandral Staglehm
With a yelp that scared the Tauren stationed across from her, she was in the air and headed for the portal to Azeroth. "HEADED HOME, ORDERS FROM FATHEAD!" she squawked as she flew away from the mushrooms and dampness of the swamp.
As she flew, her mind wandered a little. Swiftpaw.. she knew that name, didn't she? Perhaps a stop off to her father's house was in order before heading up to moonglade..