A new job.

[Laron]

Sitting in his cell Laron counts the marks on the wall. Almost a month I have been here. “Why did I have to get greedy?” Looking down at his new brand of a “T” on his right pectoral. “I was out and I just had to go back…” “How was I to know the Silverware was trapped?” “I just hope no one has found my stash.” Here in the Stockades of Stormwind, there has been talk of a revolt. So for a few days now I have been free of my shackles, after making lock picks out of rat bones. The door on the other hand, would need something more substantial. “If things go down as the rumors say, I might have to fight to get out of here, but I have a better plan with all the mass confusion…” The revolt did happen, and in the confusion Laron pulls a dead guard into his cell and puts his uniform on. Wrapping his head with a shirt as a bandage he makes his eyes barely visible and his ears tucked around his head. He sneaks to the entrance, he grabs a dead guard and puts his arm over his shoulder and hurries up the stairs. “Hold your Fire!” The captain yells. Laron says “I promised his mom I would look after him.” He pretends to cry to further hide his eyes. One of the guards standing by, checks the man Laron brought up, and give the Captain a sad shake of her head. “You are injured, report to the Infirmary, and you are dismissed for the day.” Saluting Laron heads out the door. Quickly finding his way back to SI:7 He has a score to settle. As he gets to the entrance of the keep, the two bouncers move to stand in his way. “I think you are a little lost there, soldier boy.” The other says “Yeah there aint nottin for you in here, but trouble.” Laron removes the shirt, shaking his ears loose, he looks at the guards. “Oh hey Laron!” “They let you out?” Laron sneers and he walks past the chuckling guards. He makes his way to the head of Acquisition. “Mr Ravenshank?” he looks back at his calendar scratching his head. “They let you out?” Smirking Laron says “I have come for my effects.” The SI:7 look out for there own and he is one of them. So when his personal items were put up for auction by the Stormwind authorities, they acquired them for safe keeping. After getting dressed back in his armor, Laron looks at the board and takes a job far from Stormwind. “Hmm Ratchet will do.”