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| Author: | Athena |
| Summary: | Roper writes to Mistake to tell her about what's going on up North, and ask for some help decoding something Roper doesn't know. Roper hates not knowing things. 800~ words. |
| Rating: | M for Mature 17+ |
Chain: Is This Your Card?
[In Siamus Fallon’s handwriting, with extra little flourishes around Siamus’ name. The letter has been sealed in more than one place, including wax that requires careful melting to get the letter out of the envelope without tearing, spread too thinly to be cut away. None of it has been disturbed.]
M–
We’ve got a mission, came down from Vice Admiral Fallon, calling in his favor. Details have gotta wait, because I’m not sure who is looking these days but. Looks like a good mission, straightforward, well planned, and with a new batch of people to prove our shit to. Got some Cobalt involved, looks like. At least one’s likely: Silvestre Silentstep, Aze’s connection, since last I knew he was working with Fallon.
Probably gonna have Ralaea Westwind there as well, because Grand Admiral Barean Fucking Westwind is apparently “alive” (you know, like I’m alive, or like how that one paladin of theirs was “alive” one of those kinds of alive), and she’s his niece. Fallon’s said he’ll make sure there’s no foul play to his allies, so we’ll see how that goes. Ralaea seems like the kind to throw fucking bombs and try to outrun the fallout if it means she gets to stroke her undead hate-on, but I’ve got armor and ice, and I’m not letting her destroy me or Syarra. And then if she does try for it, we’ll see what Fallon does, and know better where we really are. He seems, right now at least, to be testing out another route to prove what we can do, see if we’re worth it. So, we’ll prove it. Again.
Almost had a real fucking problem of our own though, up here. It’s starting already. There’s more and more of us who haven’t been around the living at all since over a year ago, and they’re getting in deeper to the Fucking Forsaken evil cackling. Syarra and I handled it. We’ve enough of a reputation and power now to contain it. For now.
If we find some cool weird shit, I’ll send it to you. It’s probably gonna be weird fucking pamphlets like, “A goodly, saintly priest makes sure he is clean, and well kept, for the Light is about purity and all things clean, which is why it is essential to double cleanse after every violent torture sessions chasing out the demons of impurity from one’s comrades” or some shit, but you might end up one of the only people outside a select few who will know it.
If I see any dancing I’ll bring it back as a treat, but honestly, if I’ve been somewhere watching them dancing long enough to pick it up, I’m probably laid out on a rack somewhere and you should come get me while there’s still something left of my torso to regrow shit back from and I’m not too fucking cranky to not want get proper dinner and just eat whatever is lying around. You know how much I’d hate not having arms.
Ebon Blade’s taken a Scourge stronghold. Shadow Vault. We didn’t name it far as I know, but we’re not changing it because Aesthetic, and we’re not the fucking Argent Crusaders over there trying to build up a place they’re actually calling, not ironically, “Justice Keep” next to fucking Deathholme. Fucking paladins, I swear. And I mean that to both Fordring and fucking Arserag.
-R
PS – One more weird thing for you: Fallon’s said that we’re gonna have mist and a favorable wind, guaranteed, for the mission. I asked if he had a shaman, and he said yeah, but that she wouldn’t be doing it. His explanation was: “The sea's my lady, what can I say?” Those exact words. He didn’t want to elaborate, and I wasn’t in a position to start laying down the puzzle pieces around it, but it sounded like some sort of power, some edge he knows he has, not technology. You have any idea what that’s about?
PPS – We sent Aze to smooth over Fallon while we dealt with the short sighted chucklefucks trying to screw us all over because they don’t wanna eat with fucking tableware and napkins and play nice with guests. I’m willing to bet that Aze either fucked Fallon already, or will soon. We’ll see how that rolls out. She’s not really Mine, but she might be soon. She’s asked if I might give her a nickname someday. You know me, I’ve got it picked out, but she hasn’t earned it yet. If she’s willing to smooth things over in ways I can’t anymore, we might make some better headway again to gain ground Mourn lost us.
PPPS – You doing okay? We’ve got a mailbox here now at the Shadow Vault, with proper dangling ominous rattling chains and everything. I can make it to Stormwind fast.