“The thing about this guild” Silandra began as she walked through Silvermoon’s Murder Row. “Is that everybody in it has an agenda. Everybody.” She stared straight ahead as she spoke, not making eye contact, her face and expression not betraying a hint of emotion. “Everybody?” Levisha Darksun asked, glancing at her fellow Sin’dorei, a concerned look on her face. “Surely you are overstating matters.” “I am not.” Silandra sternly replied. “Everyone in this guild has an agenda. Everyone.” “Even Rhandt?” She asked, referring to another Sin’dorei they had both worked with. “Do you?” “Yes.” She gasped.