A Draft of a Letter

[Norv]

28th day of the first month
2nd day of the second month

Chieftain,
I hope you have a good day today.

I regret to note that too many misunderstandings and even worse than that have been pilling up for some time now, and I am writing to you in order to clarify at least one thing of all of them.

Regardless of my rank, I am indeed not very used nor very willing to punish orcs in

While under a number of circumstances I may agree that a little hard talk is better, I am not very used, nor very willing to do it myself. You were right here. However, I do hope you actually agree, though it did not seem so!, that
But I will carry on even those when it is really necessary. However, there may be cases when I can use some help. In those cases I hope you agree that I choose the right orc to help me [more unreadable words, before it continues] I hope you agree that I choose the right orc to help me! In fact I already know who I would highly prefer to be around for it, if it suits her of course: Claws.
Of course I did not directly propose that to her! Nor I would allow myself to do that. But I must say that in fact, it has happen more than once, and I was every time honored by her choice to act in the direction that she did.
And while she should be informed about a situation enough for her to act, I do not think she needs anything more than that, in order to do it. Specifically, she does not need to have been present, nor to ask if [unreadable word]

This is not because I wou
Please consider carefully, Chieftain, that this is nothing personal! It is a simple matter of fact that while orcs come to me when they have something on their mind, I myself can only talk to Claws, and did so, even when [unreadable words, continued by a big stain, which ends abruptly the letter]


It must have been one of those sudden little attacks of some alliance druids in Garadar, which, that night, continued till dawn, that had made Norvis run out, while the wind took his letter out of the hut, dropping it down near the fish in the market. In the morning, a young refugee who was cleaning up the area saw it and took it. Taking a look at it, the young Mag'har thought there was only one named "chieftain" now in Garadar, one that seemed the alpha of these guests from Aze...Azerath or something. Anyway, he let the unfinished "letter" at the entrance of that orc's hut. However, he does nothing to point that it is personal, so orcs dropping by may as well check it out.