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((Long story short, I had some beautiful work drama then a day from hell today. Yay ^^ wtb [new job] pst?))

It had been a hellish few days. After escaping the disaster at the Fel orc camp she'd gone off after Maiev's troops with the druid and priestess in tow. The remainder of the contingancy had returned to camp. The savage now knew in great detail the extent to Maive's foces.

The Savage had then began to asemble to confrunt the Scourge. It had all been going well until a few arrogant blood elf mages got pushy with some sentinels. It then lead to the night elves refusing to work with the blood elves because they were betrayers or the forsaken since they were not of the living. The blood elves didn't want anything to do with the night elves because they were tree-hugging hippies with sticks up their asses. And the forsaken were offended because they'd been grouped in with the Scourge, which they were clearly not. There was blood, screaming, spells, arrows and weapons flying everywhere! And then Dalea had done it. Over the din she had roared "Would you all just be quite and stop fighting!" Slowly it had quited. "We are not the most conventional of alliances. We all however believe in one goal, the erradication of the scourge. After the Litch King has fallen, then you may resume your petty arguments, but while you are under MY command YOU shall all treat eachother as equal warriors or will fall at the hands of my axe. Do I have any objections?" The murmur started quitely at first, but quickly spread and slowly weapons were raised in salute. The head priestess had then laid a hand upon her elbow, smiled and said, "See, this is why we have chosen you as a commander, sister." With a smile and small laugh she nodded her head.

And now... now she found herself not just in command of a small scouting party but now a high ranking commander, wearing the armour of a priestess of Elune. By her request She'lar, the druid of the claw, accompanied her. And behind them was her small company, 500 strong, off to the Illidari camps to reinforce. With them they brought a wide variety of talent. Sentinels to guard during the night, druids to help scout and heal, blood elves with adept sorcery knowledge, a few of their own necromancers and a few more aces to save for later.

Hal spat on the ground and surveyed the remnants of his troup, they had retreated back to the citadel to regroup. Vinh and Vonh approached him, both giggling maliciously. Vonh spoke first, "Hal... I just recieved wonderful news!" He broke down in a fit of laughter. Vinh stepped forward, snickering as he spoke, "it seems the savage are massing an attack against the illidari..." Hal's sneer truned to a smile, "Well then... shall we... have a spot of fun?" He whistled and summoned his netherdrake, Vinh and Vonh did so also and all three mounted up. A platoon of gargoyles flew in behind them and they began to fly fast towards the impending battle.

The three landed on a ridge, not far from the blood elf encampment and dismounted. The gargoyles took up positions around the group. Hal closed his eyes and began to prepare a spell, praying to the dark titan Sargeras. Soon he was gazing through the eyes of a hapless blood elf sentry. From there he jumped the spell throughout the camp until he found a pair of eyes resting on the red orc that had escaped him the other day. He smiled when he thought about the death that was in store for this enemy.