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Who: Greensworn and you
What: Befriending Derenaar
Where: Derenaar and surrounding areas
When: July 12-20
Warnings: bad Darnassian grammar, possible demon killings

[OOC: This post is for any and all interaction with Derenaar and the Greensworn helping the elves from scouring demons to rearranging the greenery to other daily quests up to and including showing other Dragonsworn around. Please remember to add your tag to the post.]

[When the Greensworn arrived at Derenaar, they weren't entirely sure what to expect. Were these elves going to be like the Sin'thalas elves and wish their destruction because of some grudge against the dragons? Or would they be more like the elves of Silverglen Retreat, willing to allow them access and trade but stay distant? What they hadn't expected was - after a lengthy conversation in Darnassian between Rose Hathaway and the elven leaders of Derenaar - to be welcomed in with open arms to the city.

With it being better than initially expected, the Greensworn set about proving themselves by helping out in Derenaar. It seemed a bag of demon heads and a few Kaldorei druids that still honored the Green Flight went a long way.]

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Washington is out in the woods around the city, but it's not for anything too ominous. Just hunting and working with his blue raptor pet. Today, he'd lost track of time a bit, and he suspects he might be lost with the oncoming dark.

Typical Wash.

After a while, he started to see the traces of an elven city and a voice called down to him from one of the large trees nearby.

"Seen any demons while out today?"

A glance up will show Rose in her mail, sitting in the crook of a sturdy branch with her sword resting across her lap.

The blue raptor looks up, letting out a cry of warning to his partner. Potential threat.

However, Washington is calmer. "Settle down, raptor. If they were a threat, I suspect that wouldn't have called out to us." He pauses, thinking the question of. "I haven't seen any. And no tracks I could identify as such for sure. I don't know every local species, even if I've got some ability at tracking since arrival."

"The demons tend to make their presence pretty well known except those felbeasts." And Rose suspected if he'd come across one of them, he wouldn't have been there talking to her.

"But good to hear. Sometimes boring watch is better than interesting watch. So what brings you this way? You're kinda close to Derenaar."

Washington nods. "It's a good thing if you are out alone that they are mostly obvious. Though I'm willing to bet I've been ridiculously lucky as it is."

That gets a nervous laugh. "Would you believe I was out hunting and lost track of my location a bit? The raptor needs exercise, and I was feeling restless. I didn't mean to intrude. I'll be fine, just didn't have that urgent a need to get back."

Rose looked up at the sky a moment. "I guess it is getting a bit late. Are you going to be able to get back to your Sanctum before dark? If not, I can talk the elves into letting you stay the night. You'll just have to make sure your dinosaur doesn't go wandering places it shouldn't while in town."

She shrugged a little. "They're not exactly accommodating of other flights yet, but they won't try to stab you in the face or anything like that."

Washington shrugs. It's a really tough call for him. "I'm not sure. It might be possible to get back to Bronze Sanctum, except for the fact that I've got the raptor. It's flighty, and regularly goes chasing everything that moves that it can find."

He hesitates at that. "If you promise it won't be like my stay in Sin'Thalas with the elves there, I'll take that offer. I promise, the raptor will be on its best behavior."

"If Derenaar was anything like Sin'thalas, I'd have already been stabbed in the face instead of welcomed in as a protector," Rose replied as she dropped down from the tree and sheathed her sword across her back.

"Just keep in mind if there's any conflict, I'm the one that's going to have to throw you out. And that might end up getting messy." It seemed she wasn't put off at all by Washington's larger size or the raptor. "But play nice and I can promise you'll have a pleasant night's sleep."

Washington nods, reaching down to pet the raptor on the head. "They really hated us... Just for being brought here. Even though we didn't choose it. I spoke to them when there."

He smiles, though it's not visible. "I won't give you or the elves here any trouble, if I'm not threatened. I promise I won't. You have my word."

"Well, how about you put a name to that... armor." She couldn't exactly say 'face', now could she? "I know I helped get you out of Sin'thalas, but I didn't catch the names of everyone they'd had there."

With a little shrug, she held a guantleted hand out. "I'm Rose Hathaway of the Greensworn."

"Not one of my proudest moments being captured like that, admittedly." Washington nodded at that, holding out his own hand in return. "Agent Washington, formerly of Project Freelancer, now of the Bronze Flight. Nice to meet you, Rose."

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Sorry about the late reply, health issues.