@lady-proudmoore is hunting the veiled hand!
Β Β Β preventing the actions of DEMENTED acolytes did not initially come across to anduin as the most ideal bonding activity, what with how old wounds were bound to be opened anew. still, he could think of no other alternate which would prove even half as productive. their two mares - those which served as the humansβ mounts for the time being - had finally reached the border between elwynn and redridge as he explained,Β βthe veiled hand formed shortly after my fatherβs death. they felt unrest at the allianceβs defeat at the hands of the legion, and felt i was UNFIT to lead them; so they sided with what they perceived to be the greater power.β
Β Β Β anduin recalled SHARPLY the blade of a demonic assassin which had nearly punctured his heart; nearly, had it not been for his swift reflexes.Β βi had barely come to terms with my crown when they made an attempt on my life, and nearly brought stormwind to ruin. you... werenβt there, to see it happen...β a bitter silence arose between the two as their steeds pressed forth, past the divide known as three corners. lakeshire was north of their location, just over the hillside. it was here that the veiled hand had launched yet another ASSAULT upon the townsfolk, intent on collecting sacrifices for their imprisoned master.
