Rain pours down on Fenris Keep, lightning thrashes down upon the trees and lake, the entire vale glistening for split intervals. Archnazg sits at his sprawling, ornate oak desk in the main hall of Fenris Keep, cloaked in pitch black, forboding robes. He looks upon reports he requested of notable associations within the Alliance. The room is illuminated in an icy blue by rails of candles and a looming shandoleer, and the maurauding strokes of lightning just outside.
"The Alliance organisations prosper and grow." He grunts slightly, reading over a profile of the Dawnlight Society, gathered by the finest Deathstalkers. He then turns to another document regarding the Keepers of the Grove. He ponders to himself, then takes an old feathered quill, dabbing it in a small pot of blood red ink and begins to compose a letter.
"This filth must be clensed."
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Subject: A New Alliance - Keepers of the Grove and Dawnlight Society 