warriorzcl

Being a Horde ambassador was no easy task for one such as yourself. You were often shuttled around the various continents, signing treaties and arranging for communions all over Azeroth. It was quite a boring task, not to mention increasingly stressful. Today brought you an especially apprehensive job: Meeting with the Dark Lady herself. You had heard stories of Sylvanas; of her downfall, her resurgence, and how she had practically become all that she fought against in life. It was quite tragic, but you never thought of yourself as being able to provide consolation for such a serrated past. Nevertheless, you had a job to do, and neither of yo