No movement just yet. I suspect Elisande is quite comfortable with the current climate in the city. It is quiet. Perhaps our people are too afraid to cry out after the atrocity at the Waning Crescent...
I have not been able to locate Vanthir. His name is conspicuously absent from our discussions.
As an amusing piece of trivia, Elisande is the least punctual person I have ever had the misfortune to serve.
I will report in again as soon as I can. Take care, Thalyssra.
As you requested, I have inquired about the Felsoul Hold situation. It apepars that your efforts have slowed the trafficking significantly. I regret to say that it will likely not stop without further intervention.
There is some talk of a sweep for deserters after the events of Astravar Harbor. Advise your people to keep an eye out. More defectors may be coming your way.
In lighter news, there is a new fashion trend sweeping the palace. There is an obsession with placing ornamental orange birds on their heads. Baffling, truly.
As ever, I continue to seek our mutual friend. As soon as I know more I will reach out to you directly.
Stay strong, First Arcanist.
I am so glad Vanthir is safe. Give him my best! I hope to see him in person soon.
Things are...growing tense. The Dusk Lily display really rattled the nobility. They are not in agreement of how to handle the situation but violence is most assuredly an option. I worry for those still trapped in the city.
I have caught wind of some movement in the Promenade - they may be reinforcing the area. Something worth keeping an eye on.
I will report in when I have more information.
Your new allies have not gone unnoticed.
I do not know where you found such a band but I had to hide my pleasure at their progress infiltrating the Promenade.
The mood here is increasingly disturbed. The nobles no longer have any illusion that they can avoid a fight. Elisande will not allow them to stand idly by while Suramar is overrun by Outlanders.
I would not assume victory just yet, my friend.
Be cautious, and be strong. I will see you soon.
I do not have long. This report will be regrettably brief.
Elisande is furious. She is planning something, but I have no details yet.
My eyes and ears are open as ever. As soon as I know what she is up to I will contact you.
I am glad to see a friendly face on this battlefield.
It is...hard...for me to once again walk in Suramar. Ten thousand years have passed since my feet last felt the grass of this land.
Back then, we were fleeing the Burning Legion.
I never believed I would return to the place of my birth to wrest it from the grasp of those I once believed were my people.
Your leaders need to get their heads in the game.
Vereesa is so obsessed with her desire for revenge against the Horde that we cannot trust our flank to her.
Tyrande is a sentinel. She knows little of war of this type of battlefield. While her scouting is useful she should rescue the Kal'dorei from the main assault.
My blood knights are the only ones prepared to carry the weight of this conflict.
Kaldorei? You disgrace a glorious past, hiding in trees and cloaking yourselves in false piety. You have grown as savage as the trolls that skulk about your forest.
Quel'dorei? You are peasants playing at nobility, all too willing to mingle with lesser races that dilute your bloodline. You are unworthy of the name high elves.
Sin'dorei? Of all the elves, I thought you might understand the choice I made to save my people. Instead, you ally with misfits and monsters.
Each of you has debased your proud lineage. Each of you has forgotten the ancient power that is our birthright.