To the Traitor of the Traverse

[imissmywifetails]

Flyers are sent out across Meranthe. They start in Dal'thala, then spread outwards, eventually making their way to the settlement of Varesia.

Dordan.

Or should I call you the Ferryman?

As the inheritor of the hopes and dreams of the people of Traverse, I declare you a traitor to our ideals. You have proven to me you do not care about the vision of Syne Montelione. You know what you did.

You know what you took from me.

For this, you have three options:

Return what was stolen.

Fight me in an honor duel to prove your mettle and state your case. It will be at Goldlight's tower north of Martyr's Vigil. Halfway between our two current residences.

Or hide like the coward you are as I hunt you down to the ends of Meranthe.

- Mel Jagtooth of the Traverse

Danger+ 2 Challenge

[Dazzer]

Not much time had passed, until finally papers of their own. Delivered through couriers and mercenaries a like, all bore a simple statement for the little Jagtooth.

Mel, Mel, Mel.

Jagtooth.

Must I remind you.
The Traverse is Dead.
Syne is Dead.
To be a traitor of something which does not exist does not instil the fear, nor sheer dismay which you believe it does.
Nothing has been taken from you, Jagtooth.
It was gifted unto me from the one of which it belonged. Truly belonged, Jasper.
Gifted with a goal, a target to achieve with it. One I cannot allow you to squander, not of mine greatest friend.
Yet, you behave like this. Making my promise harder and harder to uphold unto him.

To take care of you, Mel.
I refuse your attempted ambush, and your declaration off hatred and aggression towards me.
I will not surrender what it is you seek, nor shall I meet you upon those plains you desire so much.
This is me taking care of you, Jagtooth.
Do not hunt me, for my promise is now fulfilled.