Ever since the Exodar crashed upon Azeroth I have felt restless. I have a drive in myself to keep going. To show my brother and sister that I was just as amazing as they are, even if I don't know if they are still alive. I have not seen my parents not my older guardians ever since I came to Stormwind City. Ever since Uncle Branúl and Aunt Mamua died, I have been on my own. I have done small jobs for guards around town, for the shopkeepers or for Orphanage. Little Artiru stole my heart. But this logfile is not about him it is about my first assignment.
A few days back I met a tall and older Draenei. I believe his name was Lushu and he was a Mercenary for the Freelancers guild. When I was relaxing in the "Golden Keg", drinking my fruity drink, working with my leather, a large older Draenei in full armor sat down at my table. He was very polite but after awhile ignored me. But me being me, I repeatedly glanced at him, inspecting him without him noticing me. But alas it was for the worst. He did notice and we started talking. In the end he introduced me to the message board of the Freelancers and here I found my first assignment. I nodded to myself and picked up my bow and quiver from the storage and went on my way.
Since I did not know in what direction the suspect had gone, not did I know in what part of Elwynn forest I should start looking, I figured I should ask a guard. So when I was outside of Stormwind City I approached the first female guard I encountered. I gave her the description and told her she was my friend and that she had left her purse at my place and that I wanted to give it back to her. The guard nodded in agreement and told me she was headed southwest towards Mirrorlake orchard. I thanked her and continued my way down southwest. The first thing I encountered was a small house. And in front of that house I saw two small children chasing chickens. I send out Rakaash to slowly approach the house and to hide himself in the bush. Due to a small prayer I could look through of Rakaash. Inside the house I saw a mother cooking dinner and a father repairing a table.
This was not the woman nor the place to be. So I cancelled the spell and whistled to Rakaash to make him move back to me. We moved around the house in a large circle, to make sure the people in the house would not see us. When I approached a lake I could a small cottage in the distance. There was smoke coming out of the chimney and I could see a woman and two elves standing in front of the door.
Quickly me and Rakaash ran close to a large tree. Together we hid in a bush. From where we were standing I could not hear anything of the conversation that went on between the human, that fit the description, and her two elven guards. I told Rakaash to move to the tree in the orchard. When he finally came upon the frontline of the Orchard, I quickly chanted the prayer. For just a small second I could hear: "But I have yet to hear from", before the suspect entered the house and one of her guards followed her. The elf that was left, drew her sword and move away from the cottage.
I motioned to Rakaash, so he would make noises in the bushes he was standing in. So Rakaash, the silly cat that he was, jumped from one bush to the other making quite some noise. The guard elf approached the bush. While Rakaash was jumping around, I pulled an arrow from my quiver and readied my bow. As soon as the elf came close I shot an arrow straight in his neck, right between his chest armor and helm. Unfortunately it didn't kill the elf, and it fell down making a weird gurgling noise, trying to get attention from the people inside the building. Rakaash was swift and swiped his large claw along the elves throat, killing it on the spot.
The elf had no other identification on her so I left her in the Orchard and moved myself and Rakaash closer to the house. We slipped from tree to tree without getting noticed. When we closer, I spotted an open window and when we got closer, I was able to hear parts of the conversation and I could see a bald man sitting at a table, while the suspected Claire was standing in front of him.
"Besides, It's not like he can do anything now is it? The Freelancers made sure of that not long ago. You remember.", the man told the suspect. "You watch that Slithering tongue, if you wish to keep it!", The suspected Claire hissed back at him. "My point still stands. You know that.", The man responded.
I quickly wrote everything down in a small booklet I carry with me. The most important bits of the conversation was the fact, that the suspected Claire started talking about letting the Freelancers fall straight into a trap she had set up. She also said she had influenced the information broker of the Freelancers. Apparently the last fight the Freelancers got in with the Blackdaggers were only there to be a decoy.
The bald man seemed to be horrified by the suspected Claire her comments. "I think you know what to do next… No?", she said. The man mumbled a bit and picked up a pen to sign something. I moved and reached out to get a proper look. When I could see it, it looked like a contract of some sort. After the man had signed he handed the suspected Claire the paper and she stuffed it in an envelope and closed it with some black wax.
When I heard the conversation coming to an end Rakaash and I quickly moved away from the tree and moved closer to the body in the orchard. When Claire and the last guard came out of the cottage. THe last guard was a broader looking male, completely covered in leather and was walking with a staff with a soft pulsating red gem on top. I hid slightly deeper into the orchard and strung an arrow on my bow.
The suspected Claire sighed when she saw the corpse of the fallen elf."Elly!", shouted the male elf and ran to her corpse. I moved further back as Rakaash moved to the other side. He was ready to pounce the elf and I was ready to shoot the elf in the head. "You idiot!", The suspect snapped. "Search the area!", she commanded before disappearing in a flash of Arcane.
At the same time Claire disappeared, Rakaash pounced on the elf. This elf was slightly stronger and he put up a better fight. While Rakaash was unable to kill him, I aimed a shot at the elves head and used some arcane power to give it an extra boost. It killed him on the spot. But once my arrow left my bow, I heard some snapping sound from behind me. I disengaged from the ares, leaped backwards and tumbled behind a tree closer to Rakaash. There I would survey the area to see if there was anything there.
Once I was sure I saw nobody, I moved closer to the male elf to inspect his body and to pillage some loot he hand. I encountered the same tattoo on this elef as I did before on the female elf. I wondered if it was the Blackdagger clan's sign. The male elf had some change, a pipe with some tobacco, an ivory dice and a bottle of water on him. I placed it all in my bag, before I cut the faintly glowing red crystal from the staff and put it in my bag too.
After a short survey of the area, encountering nothing but a small squirrel. Rakaash and I left the area to go back to Stormwind City, to write a report and to stash our loot.