Prince Kael'thas Sunstrider

[Sinfael Vanmoriel]

<< A discreet parchment envelope, sealed with the Netherbright emblem--two rampant lions--in gold wax has been issued to each of the Netherbright Regiment members and it's close associates and friends. The letter reads thusly... >>

To all those of Azeroth willing to fight for their right to live and be free:

Your skills and talents are demanded by the people of Azeroth, seeking both your protection and the swift justice that only you can deliver.

Prince Kael'thas Sunstrider has returned to our home world, having been purged from his sanctum within Tempest Keep, and must be destroyed while his powers are weak.

Having betrayed the confidences of the Blood Elves, the remnants of the great nation of Quel'thalas, and in joining the forces of the Burning Legion of Sargeras, the corrupt titan of old, this last heir to the Sunstrider throne has not only destroyed the precious hopes and dreams of a tortured people, but has placed the question of Azeroth's continued exstance in greater jeopardy.

The Prince must not be permitted to further manipulate and villainize this realm and his death is the only end he may accomplish to serve us in this time of war.

The Netherbright Regiment has agreed to join the forces at the Sunwell to pursue this small victory and extends its invitation to you to join it, as a symbol of faith and for the interest of the preservation of innocent life.

All who care to join us may submit their aid to the forces of Sunwell Plateau.

<< The letter closes with the Regiments seal stamped again in black ink. >>

[Sunsinger]

Sunsinger's seal - a golden sun shimmering with magic - appears on a missive returned to Sinfael.

You don't even need to ask, Sin. I'm there - not only to put a stop to someone who was once a hero to me, but to safeguard the interests of the sin'dorei as a whole. Say the word, and I'll be in the front lines with you all.

-Sunsinger

[Sael'thos Skyskinner]

Sitting at a table in the back of a shady inn on a shady road, Sael'thos Skyskinner recieves his recruitment letter. Reading it over, a slight grin begins to form on his ragged face. Gathering his gear, he turns to leave, tossing the letter into the fireplace, not even staying long enough to watch the fine parchment burn against the fires of the inn.

[Evelyse Brightspell]

Aqua eyes glide over each word of the missive, carefully. Eve reaches down to her wrist, pulling back the bracer to reveal a line of scars where many painful cuts took place...the bruising from the shackles still visible. A flash of anger crosses those softly glowing eyes before she writes a response, penned on delicate parchment in a magically pulsing ink

It is time. For too long we have suffered at his hands. For too long my reluctance to see the truth has kept me blind. But now, my eyes have been opened. And, now it ends.

My place is here. I fight with you.

- Lady Evelyse Sin'alore Brightspell

The parchment is carefully folded, and whisked off to Sin on the wings of her pet Netherwhelp. Eve glances down to the original missive, still in her hand. A whispered word and a nearby heavily bound tome flicks itself open, leafing to a blank page. She tucks the sealed envelope inside, then motions the book closed...