The following morning, Elunara was led to the throne room as she sketched. Looking up, she smiled.
"Ah, Grommash, I am quite pleased with my selection last night." She winked at Lorros, who stood off to the side, trying to not meet her gaze. "I have information you will want."
"Spill it, elf."
She held up a small map. "In Talador, there's a small outpost on the border to your encampment there. It's small, but quite defensible. When I last left them, they had sent a settlement of about a hundred troops, and were angling to send more. If they're allowed to build on that spot, it would become quite the danger to your troops. I suggest taking it down now."
"Is that all you have?"
"We start there. When I prove my word, you will see fit to send me some more... drawing subjects, and I will see fit to give up more."
Grommash nodded. "We will see then." He turned to his commander. "Grogek! See it done!"
Grogek bowed to Grommash before glaring at Elunara.
She was dragged back outside and staked in the center of the work area. With quick hands she sketched everything, down to the tiniest detail. Often she would finish a page, make notations and then wad it up and toss it over her shoulder, only to start over again. She was watching a set of goblins pulling on some canisters when she stood up.
"Hey! What are you doing?" She flailed her arms. "Stop messing with those!"
"What are you on about?" Grogek frowned at her.
"They need to stop picking at those canisters. In fact, they need to get rid of them before they kill us all."
"Why?"
"Did Garrosh bring those over? How stupid was that orc? Those are Dark Lady Canisters and they contain a nasty little bastard. Don't use those. I don't care WHAT he told you about those, just handling them are stupid. They're rigged to blow. Get rid of those things. In fact, find a mage and port them away. Anywhere!" She flailed her arms.
"Hey you! Let go of those!" He bellowed. He turned an eye on her. "Show me." He unhooked her chain.
She jogged over and began to inspect the canisters. "Praise Elune, the mechanism is broken."
"Where did you get these?" Grogek glared at the goblin.
"When we raided that last Horde camp, we found these and some books. The schematics said these were bombs. We was gonna use them against your enemies."
Elunara pulled out a sheet of paper and began to rapidly sketch. "Get a mage over here; we need to get rid of these."
Grogek barked orders. And soon a female orc came over.
"Cast this spell." Elunara held out a sheet of paper with a complicated rune style on it. "This is the only safe way to get rid of this thing.
The woman looked between the orc and the night elf. Grogek nodded and the mage began to cast. Once the canisters were gone, she turned to the goblin.
"Where are the schematics?"
He dug around in a pouch before producing a wad of papers. Elunara began to read them, shifting papers back and forth and frowning. With a laugh she shoved the papers at Grogek who began to look through them with some confusion. The commotion brought the attention of Grommash who marched over.
"What's going on?" He bellowed.
"This goblin was tricked into taking a rigged weapon. It's a little hard to understand, but if you know what you're looking for... and I've had dealings with the Dark Lady in the past, you'll see the whole thing is bullshit." She took a sheet of paper out of Gorgek's hand. "See here?" She tapped the drawing. "The so called "instructions" would cause those things to blow, killing all of us. These so called plans were planted."
