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The Best Way to Network & Gather Intelligence
The Best Way to Network & Gather Intelligence
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The Resistance ~ Day Three
With the names Lady Aerius gave me I spent the next day searching through the city looking for the two that could help me. The fighting, the chaos, and the flowers were still abundant throughout the city and I was worried that Riahanna was seeing the same things I’m seeing in our own streets.
As I made my way to Stillwhisper Pond both Kirollis and Caelrus had been sitting near by. It was the perfect time to put the orb into good use. I wasn’t sure how they would take meeting with a human and with a bounty on my head I had to use caution.
Sadly they’re intel was much like what I had. Very little to go on and no answer as to how to solve the problem. However, both of them had started a resistance and were working in the Bazaar to help those infected and those that weren’t. It gave me cause to believe that there were individuals out there trying to combat the problem and like me looking for answers. I wanted to ask more questions get more out of them, but Riahanna happened along the same people I was speaking to.
With Riahanna’s questions and insight with the problem at hand it shed a little more light into the problem plaguing both Alliance and Horde now. Indeed the situation wasn’t isolated and it would seem that inadvertently the Alliance and Horde may have to work together on this problem. Or perhaps this was this “God’s” intentions?
With the offer of my help to aid the Sin’dorei with their resistance, and a reassurance to Riahanna that Ardan Holt was okay, I departed with the information I had to gather a little more from observations and then started my trek back to Stormwind. While I was worried about the people back home and just how we would be able to combat the situation, I couldn’t help but wonder if Lady Aerius would come true on her word. Either way I was short on time and a cure was my top priority.
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The Huntress ~ Day Two
Ghostlands...
My situation was not ideal but necessary if I were to find the information needed to solve the puzzle of this “infection”. I wasn’t here looking for who started it, but how to fix it. I had hoped someone might have something of a cure. The only thing was no one in Silvermoon was able to help me thus far, and now I find myself bound and gagged and about to face the one Sin’dorei that hates me the most.
“Where is he?” a woman asked just outside the room I was in. Her voice sounded worried instead of angry. Perhaps this was a good sign, but as she entered the room her fel green eyes got angrier, “You have a lot of nerve showing your face here after what you did.” She added as she stood before me.
“Always lovely to see you Lady Aerius.” Is what I would have said if not for the cotton in my mouth instead she would have to settle for grunting and my greenish hazel eyes.
“Six years. You’ve not shown your face in Silvermoon since you killed my father six years ago. Lord of House Brightsun, a prominent leader in our community, and well respected among the noble community. You robbed everyone including myself of a great man. What do you have to say for yourself?” she asked.
“Has it been that long? Feels like yesterday.” I said. Again she’d only here grunting, but I had hoped amidst the bloody lip and black eye she understood what I was saying.
“Remove the gag idiots so I can hear what he has to say.” She ordered, and like any lackey in the company of a noble they did as they were told. “You were saying Ardan?”
“It seems that Lord Brightsun’s death worked out for you. I mean that is what you wanted in the first place right? I believe your words were, “My father is a fool, the sooner I have his head the sooner I can lead House Brightsun.” If you think about it I did you a favor.” I said. My test to see just how far she would take the situation.
“You dare to insult me and my father. You’re still a man without honor Ardan and I should kill you for what you stole from me.” Lady Aerius said as she looked into my eyes.
“You’re infected.” I said. It took me a bit, but I could tell something was wrong with her as she entered the room. It wasn’t anger in those eyes but fear.
“What do you know about the infection? Why are you here Ardan?” she asked as her eyes turned to desperation.
“I was hoping you would tell me or point me in the direction of one that can help me. The people in my city are dying, killing each other in the streets, mass hysteria everywhere and now flowers popping up out of nowhere. I need answers Aerius.” I explained as my gaze moved from hers and to the others in the room with me. As I looked about I noticed she wasn’t the only one infected and now I needed to plan my escape route.
“Was getting caught part of your plan?” she asked as she raised an eyebrow.
“Considering most are useless to talk to, I had no other choice.” I replied as I started to work the binds on my hands.
“You know as much as we do. Which is next to nothing. As far as we discovered there seems to be no cure in sight and if I am indeed going to die, my last act might as well be avenging my father.” she said as she removed her bow from her back.
“Let me go and I’ll find the cure you need?” I suggested trying to buy more time.
“There’s a resistance withing the city. People trying to help the sick and actively looking for a solution. You can start there.” She surprisingly said as she motioned for one her guards to remove my binds.
“You have a name of someone within this “resistance”?”
“Take this, it gives the names of at least two people involved.” she replied as she handed me a small parchment.
“I’m surprised you’re going to trust me?”
“You seem to be immuned to whatever the hell this is. Perhaps there’s something about you that might fix it. You better move fast though. None of us have much time left.” she explained as she sheathed her bow.
“I’ll do what I can.” I said as I started to leave.
“Ardan.” she said stopping me in my tracks.
I slowly turned to look at her hoping it would be a thank you, but I wasn’t surprised as to what she had to say.
“When this is over, we’re coming for you. You’re a murder and there’s only one thing you can do for a monster like you.” she said to me.
As I headed out of what once was beautiful property I had looked back to reflect on what had taken place. I wasn’t worried about her threat, part of me believes she’ll not act on it. No I was worried about my sisters, about Riahanna, and about House Holt. I worried as to how many would be dead before I returned home. Hopefully this “resistance” will have the answers I seek. I cannot return home empty handed.
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Like Wildfire ~ Day One
Silvermoon City, three days ago...
It’s been a few years since I’ve been here. Despite my telling everyone that this would be a breeze for me, I still must tread carefully as I wonder the streets of Silvermoon. The last time I visited this city I was sent to kill a nobleman. No doubt if I was discovered I’m sure -she- would find out about it and want revenge.
Now most would think that because I’m here and have “friends” that are Sin’dorei that I was some kind of deserter. However, one cannot be a Rogue without having connections among the Horde factions. The only problem here is I’ve burned my bridges with the Sin’dorei a few years back and trying to get connected with someone will prove to be difficult.
Today though is gathering what I can by mere observation. Thankfully the Mage’s orb will help keep my true identity concealed and those lessons in Thalassian will surely pay off.
“This isn’t good.” I thought to myself as I roamed the streets of Silvermoon listening to the conversations taking place.
Most of them shared certain details that fit with what was happening in Stormwind and to Riahanna’s theories. Whatever it is, it’s spread pretty fast and doesn’t seem to be letting up. I need to contact Rodther and let him know what was going on.
“Rodther, it’s Ardan come in!” I said through the house com, but nothing came from the other end. I tried a few times after that, calling his name, but nothing came from the other end, so I decided to just broadcast the information I had, hoping someone heard what I had to say...
“Rodther, the situation in Silvermoon City is much like the situation in Stormwind City. I can’t determine where it originated from, but the people here act like those we’ve seen in our own city. What the..?” I started to say as I noticed plants sprouting before my eyes. “You need to see this, perhaps you already have. Get who isn’t affected away from Stormwind. Get my family and anyone else in House Holt far away from House Holt.” I added, but nothing came from the other end. I tried a few more times then finally a noise came from the other end...”Static.” I said to myself as I looked up from my hiding spot and down onto Silvermoon City.
Someone or something was interfering with the com. The information I had was good, but not enough. From here on out I was on my own and I needed more intel than what I had.
It wasn’t my greatest idea, but I had to find the one person in Silvermoon that hated me the most. Perhaps she could point me in the direction of someone with answers. In order to do that I will need to get myself captured. Riahanna is not going to like this.
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Gathering Intelligence || Marshall and Kat || Day 4
She knew everyone was exhausted, and she hadn’t moved for an hour, but that was because she was trying to stave off a panic attack. She didn’t know anything about this place. Marshall had just assumed they would all go, and he’d made the plan, and they’d gone.
She couldn’t deal with it. She remembered her breathing exercises, counting down in her head, slowly, and the thumb of her right hand tapped over each of her fingers, one, two, three, four, three, two, one, two, three, four, over and over.
When she felt like she could move without throwing up, she stood up, and went over to Marshall. She knew she was showing the tension, but she was sure, convinced, that Walkers would come crashing in at any moment.
“Marshall.” Her accent was stronger, harsher, when she was stressed. “I need to know. Everything. About this place.” She gestured, her fingers tapping against each other compulsively, trying to stay calm.