[H/Blood Elf] Silvermoon Council meeting no. 22 //Re: Rebellion.

Raene wrote:Rumours of an attack on the homeland of the Night Elves, Teldrassil, begins leaking out across the Alliance. When asked, Sentinels quickly quash the notion that they could have been attacked in their own homes and quietly move on the the gossiping civillians. - Dated Apr 25th.

Rumours of a secondary attack on Teldrassil start spreading like wildfire with the damage of this attack being far more serious than the first skirmish. This time when questioned the Sentinels get extremely defensive and start moving people along with their pointy Glaives. Are these signs of another Ashenvale? Are the Eastern Kingdoms and the Kaldorei soon to be overrun and painted in red? Or are those secretive Elves keeping something so lucrative a secret that it endangers the very fabric of the Alliance? - Dated Apr 27th.

A Lone adventurer can be found in Stormwind telling anyone who'll listen about how during a trip through Felwood he came across the site of dozens of dead assorted Demons, as well as broken Kaldorei arrows. The carcasses's deaths range from explosion, beheadings, disembowlment, and even being physically torn apart down the middle. Anyone venturing into Felwood can still find the days old bodies being slowly taken by nature.

The Night Elves freely explain how they took down a Blood Elf Warlock and his Demonic army, but then become incredibly tight lipped when questioned about the lack of Blood Elf bodies, and if the battle was in anyway related to the rumours of an attack on Teldrassil. - Dated May 5th.

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Chapter 5 - Borrowed time



As a full body apparition of the Grand Magister floated on the centerpiece of this particular Sin'doreis home, any outsider would be forgiven for mistaking the podium as a shrine to a deity with the embellishments of gold and scarlet cloth draping besides it. In front of it, stood a Six Foot tall, proud, and well defined Sin'dorei draped in ceremonial scarlet and golden robes with his hands behind his back and his chin firmly up as he listened to the apparition intently.

"You did well Tenderheart. Using a Kaldorei soulstone to retrieve any Demons they had been Void-Touched by in the past, and then summoning using the very same soulstone? That's simply inspired, and I must say bravo for getting it to work... However..." Rommath paused. As the the apparition began fixing its gaze on the Sin'dorei and despite the apparitions meager size, it was definitely Senariul who felt the smaller of the two. "... You could not have chosen a worse time to pursue your research into Demonology. With the Regents forces focused solely on the Thunder Isle and the possibility of open revolt against our Warchief, we must stand ready to hold our ground here, and prepare to Aid the Warchief as necessary..." he continued, changing his tone only slightly as he mentioned aiding the Warchief. The Grand Magister took extra care in only barely hinting at the rumours of open dissent from the Elves. Even in the safety of their own confines, Blood Elves were never too hasty in sharing large secrets or intentions openly. In their society, knowledge was power, and even amongst close friends, one was always prepared for a dagger in the back at any moment. It made sense to Senariul that for even such a slight hint as a change in the tone of his voice, Rommath had a large amount of trust in this Magister.

"... For now, I would advise that you lay low. Quel'thalas is in no position to aid you at this moment in time, politically, or otherwise. Do what you must to ensure your own survival, taking no risks to jeopardise yourself or the state. Is that understood?" Once again, never directly relaying what he means, but only hinting at it. Silvermoon was a strange world of intrigue, and if an outsider did not quickly pick up on the social cues of the Elves, it would quickly lead to them being ostracized from the community. Senariul understood it for what he meant however, that whilst he should maintain a low profile, he was not allowed to be captured by any of Garrosh's Kor'kron. If Senariul had to kill to ensure his freedom, he would do so in such a way that would not endanger his lands either, as the Orcs may take out retribution against other Elves in retaliation for Senariuls disobedience.

"Yes Grand Magister." Senariul replied bluntly. His words conveyed no emotion, only blind obedience to the Grand Magister.

"Good. That will be all Tenderheart." The Grand Magister finished, and with a waft of his hand, the other half of the spell was diminished, severing the link. As the apparition began to disappear, Senariul took a braced position and saluted his superior.

"Fine... Fine. I wasn't done with the Kaldorei yet anyway." Senariul spoke to himself, musing over his meeting with the Grand Magister and finally breaking out of his proud posture and relaxing. As he rolls up his sleeve he peers at his palm and forearm where the capillaries in his body had ruptured beneath the skin leaving a perfect Lichtenberg pattern on his skin from where Arkil had arc'd electricity through the Blood Elves body. "Not even close to finished."