Rae'liel - The Honored Guest

With Sharon's inquiry if she wanted to directly assault the castle that his brother had constructed was met with an obvious nod in agreement. Standing there was he then mulled over the thought and then quickly cast it aside as an operation that would take far too much risk, the Paladin's lips curled into a scowl. Now was the time for action, she sincerely believed; before it was too late and the shadows were already lining the walls of Sharon's subtly besieged home.

"Well," she began, contemplating the line of her thoughts and bringing them unto concrete words with carefully designed tact. "Then I, as an ambassador of the Scryers, will go have word with the King of Stormwind. Wrynn is not a fool, but I also believe that he will listen to me, and to reason. But first, I will need the proper people to make this a convincing gesture." Turning and sweeping away and going to find her armor once again, the still recovering Sin'Dorei still bore such magnificent silvery plates of steel with pride as she moved for the exit and out into the world once again.

Having been in the magus district for some time now, finding and paying for a portal was of no issue. However, as she returned to Shattrath once again and made for the elevator, the Paladin finally let out a slow breadth of relief. With her reinforcements she'd undoubtedly receive in the hunt if a Deathknight, this whole ordeal would pass with much more expedient grace.

First with a crisp salute, she met the Matriarch of the Scryers, Liadrin.

"M'lady," she began with a hushed tone even though they were the only two in the confines of the room. "I am here to request reinforcements in the form of a few Blood Knights in the hunt for a Deathknight. A sworn enemy of our kind." Hushed tone aside, Rae spoke with the steadfast conviction that those of her kind were known for. Naturally with her request, the Matriarch could not help but an arrogant smirk and then a softened nod.

"Take six with you. Say hello to Varian for me, won't you?" She inquired, and Rae'liel nodded in agreement. "I most certainly will, m'lady." Spinning away then, she left to find the six knights waiting for her in their full crimson, gold, and black plated regalia. Mounting her own horse then and shedding the goggles to reveal the luminous intensity that so many had come to fear, the seven collective knights rode off towards the portal to Stormwind.

Having been thrown through the Nether, it took only a few seconds for the troupe to arrive in Stormwind, and only a few minutes to rive at the front gate of the castle. There, a guard visibly tensed at the glistening wall of armor that stood before him, but did nothing. After all, Scryers were a neutral faction...they had no reason for war against humankind.

Rae'liel then approached the guard as the other six dismounted, and she bowed gracefully to the guard himself in a respectful manner. "Guardian, my name is Rae'liel Kindreth, the Ambassador for the Scryers. I humbly request that you allow us to pass, I need to speak with the king on matters that are incredibly dire."