Boss Man Paladin sat alone in his office. It had been a tiring, but reasonably successful first week in the Nazmir jungle. After locating the ancient Titan facility known as Uldir, the new team had done a good job getting in there and cleaning the place up a bit. There was still a lot to do, but they were really starting to come together. His thoughts were interrupted by a firm and steady knock on the door. He rose from his desk, went to the door, and opened it.
POSTAL WORGEN: Mail delivery for you sir. Sorry for the delay, mail routes have been all kinds of squirrely since we moved operations from Dalaran to Boralus. We are still trying to catch up.
The worgen handed him a rather large stack of mail with a postcard on top. Boss Man Paladin knew immediately who it was from.
He flipped over the card and read;
Underneath the postcard was another letter, also from Aurane, only this one was severely damaged. He opened it and found a hastily scrawled note.
POSTAL WORGEN: I know it’s been awhile because of the postal delays, but I’ve got some friends down in Silithus I can get word to now that the portals are open. Want me to see if there is any word on your friend?
Boss Man Paladin had completely forgotten the worgen was still there and was mildly startled by the question.
BOSS MAN PALADIN: I’m sure she’s fine. She’s a resourceful gnome.
Boss Man Paladin quickly scribbled a note of his own down on a card and handed it to the Postal Worgen to deliver to Aurane. It simply read…