A huge envelope is nestled cozily among the rest of your boring mail. It's light blue and rather noticable. Like an elekk in a chickenpen.
Upon opening the card inside, a pop-up polarbear cardboardhead scares you to death with its cuteness, then scares you to undeath as its enchant causes it to roar "POLARBEARMOURNE HUNGERS!" in your face.
This bodes well.
" Dear Rhyme and Punishment Officers,
I'm writing you in a desperate attempt to find someplace to sleep tonight. I was just kicked out of my apartment because I had a tantrum and asked my paladin fiancè to shove his presumptuous attitude up the one place his holy light doesn't shine.
I spraypainted my wedding gown green with glitter and donated it to the gorlocs' pile of shinies, I wrote "I smell" on the armor of his noble paladin steed, and I bleached my black hair blonde, in an attempt to brighten my day.
It didn't work.
And at this rate I'm afraid I'll have to spend the night in the Cathedral, or worse... Goldshire!
The reason I'm lunging spesifically at your faction within the Alliance, is beause I'm acquianted with two of your members. Merri the Drunk and Kalios. I met them after the Valentines gig in Sholazar earlier this year, when I was served too much cherry grog by the Glitterclink and ended up hijacking an airplane I didn't know how to control and crashed into a pile of fruit belonging to an exceptionally timid group of gorlocs. I woke up the next day with banana in places you shouldn't ever have banana. And shortly after I met Merri and Kalios at the Pig.
Besides homeless, blonde and too familiar with bananas.. I'm a part-time writer, and have published several books such as "Max, and his Goblin Manwife on new Adventures!" and "How to Heal when a Healer Heals and the Healing Healed the Healer".
I serve the Alliance dutifully, and have mended my fair share of bone fractures and infected rootcanals as a priest in Northrend.
I'm housebroken and only eat conjurables. Very low maintenance.
I hope you'll find in your hearts to accept me, despite the poor taste in men.
Love,
Rosanora Darling "