(( ok im going to give this another shot and do next bit as a story. )) Her High Emissary had been called up north due to a increase of Scourge, time was running out for the brood. He went into her quarters and took out her hearthstone. The hearthstone shined and a green mist came from the stone to project a image, the image of Galomire, the ruler of the brood. “Sire, Imoen’s leader has been called up north to deal with the Scourge. It would seem their numbers are increasing rapidly.” “What do you mean sire?” “…Goblins?” Galomire grined “Yes, looks can be deceiving as you already know…Imoen.”