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tyleril-silversword:

Sent to Symmathan Brightarrow the moment Tyleril was able to, the letter is short, quick and to the point with a simple sentence at the bottom. Such letters without the niceities were as rare as ice in Quel’thalas.

Sym-

The Dawnspire is safe. Windsong isn’t in the infirmary and neither is Razail. A favor- take care of my forge? We cannot shut down with the amount of work we have.

Silvermoon is a funky town.

Tyleril

When the letter arrived Sym quickly broke it open. Next to him was  his old lynx, watching and possibly hoping the letter somehow had food. “Funky…town? FU-Oh!” The short sentence triggered his memory. “Must be bad- alright Naddy, lucky us for accumulating so much off time.” Sym was not a blacksmith by any means of the word but he was charismatic and charming. “Seems like he’s expecting mad customers and paperwork Nads.” The lynx  let out a soft whine and slowly rose up, stretching. 

The Hawk was sent back with a quick response.

Ty-

You said the words! You swore you never would in Icecrown but you finally did. Paperwork and charming your customers? I can do that. Still have your book of favors? I’ll eye that and see who owes you. Don’t worry, I don’t know anything about metalsmithing but  I can make sure there’s people there getting the work done. I’ll send something soon for your smiths and you.

Get better alright? Nobody else will heal me for free. I’ll look out for any of your fellow Guard if they come my way.

Symm

He pressed a few coins into the palm of the courier and when they had left Sym grinned at his unimpressed lync. “Don’t give me that naddy. You can lay in the sun all day if you want- let’s head out. If he’s asking for help he needs help.”