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Reserved for Part III - Smoke and Mirrors

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The tracks had vanished. Wolffury turned to Zarhan, her cat-like head slightly tilted to side and let out a growl. "Nothing?" Zarhan asked. "Not a thing." Wolffury agreed, speaking slightly awkward common in cat-form. She sat down and licked her paw, thinking. The gnome had vanished into thin air. She was a warlock and some sort of engineer dealing in things Wolffury wasn't sure she could ever even think about starting to understand... It wasn't altogether impossible to think that Wolffen had vanished into thin air quite literally, but somehow she was sure that wasn't quite so. She turned to Zarhan. "You think what I think?"

"Yes." Zarhan answered. "She has tricked us somehow... And now she has fled."

"Perhaps." Wolffury sighed. "I wish I knew how..."

"Any ideas?"

"One." Wolffury answered, "But I don't like it." she sniffed the air loudly.

"Mind sharing it?"

"Well, Kamakhya Wolffen is technically a subject of King Bronzebeard. Or, at least under his jurisdiction, ever after the whole gnomish race have taken refuge with them dwarves... Maybe she could help..."

"She? You lost me there." Zarhan said.

"Oh, I meant Wolfcradle. She has been a sort of heroine in Ironforge ever after the Battle of Alterac Valley. Supposedly she is in very close terms with King Bronzebeard. The Shieldmaiden of Ironforge, they call her."

"Okay, so lets go ask if she can help us."

"I'd rather not. You can go, though. Just don't mention me."

"Why?"

Wolffury sniffed the air again. "We don't quite get along. Her and me. I might go as far to say that I hate the bitch and I'm quite sure the feeling is mutual."

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It was hard to make any sense of what the gnome was saying and sometimes Wolfcradle wasn't quite sure if she even wanted to. This time however... Well, orders were orders and hers came straight from King Bronzebeard himself. Wolfcradle sighed and held her hands out to stop the bubbling flood of speech.

"Alright." She said, "Just to make sure I haven't missed anything now, lets recap."

Gelbin nodded.

"Right. So you had this agent..."

"A contractor. K.W is a a free contractor and, if asked, myself, or the office of High Tinker for that matter, shall take no responsibility..."

"A contractor." Wolfcradle said. "Yes, let me continue please?"

Gelbin nodded again.

"So you had this contractor who had created some sort of a machine that allows a person to communicate directly with spirits and things like that?"

"Yes." High Tinker nodded enthusiastically.

"Okay. And you sent this ag... ah, contractor, to use the machine to get some information about the recent events of undead plague."

"Yes. Independent Contractor K.W was supposed to get information of the undead happenings from some trusted third party contacts."

"Trusted third party contacts? Care to elaborate on that?"

"Sorry, Top Secret gnomestuff Mrs. Couldn't tell you even if we did know something about them. Officially, that is."

Wolfcradle sighed and tried her best to remember why she shouldn't just punch the lights out of this 'High Tinker' or whatever high gnome official Gelbin Mekkatorque was anyway... This was turning out to be a long day.

"Unofficially speaking... Because I, or the Office of High Tinker, won't hold any responsibility for the actions of some unknown independent operators like this forementioned contractor... Anyway, unofficially spekaing there was a few demons involved."

"Demons?!?" Wolfcradle exclaimed "You call a goddamn demon a 'trusted third party contact'?"

"Speaking strictly and completely unofficially... Yes."

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"And so it was that Zarhan finally got into contact with Wolfcradle who told him that Wolffen had been a free-lance agent working for High Tinker but gnomes had now lost contact with her. Wolffen was investigating the same thing I was, but working not for Raven Council, but for High Tinker. Something had gone wrong though, and it was suspected that Wolffen was either posessed by the demons she had tried to spek to or captured by someone. Ironforge troops, namely some yet-unknown gnome pilot, found Wolffen in Eastern Plaguelands and after getting Khila to help them the Raven Council tracked down Wolffen. It runed out that Wolffen had been possessed by a Scourge Ghost and when not in control of himself she was behind setting the trap into Undercity Sewers. Khila banished the ghost (and, I suspect, broke it). Wolffen was quite sure that she was possessed by a ghost that was put into one of the undead parts her machine had needed... Meaning that Scourge agents had infiltrated into Forsaken ranks in order to undermine the attempts of Raven Council and Ironforge to get the hang on the situation." Wolffury holds a little pause, letting audience to absorb her words.

"The Scourge Agent was finally caught and, as Wolffen put it, 'blown to bits the size of a mosquito. However, the dangers have just started. Armies of Northrend are on move and agents of Scourge have infiltrated into Horde and Alliance alike, seeking to undermine our efforts. What is more worrying is the fact that not only we know this, but The Lich King knows that we know. We have no element of surprise going for us. He WILL be waiting for our next move."

"As of our heros themselves... Wolfcradle was last seen in Menethil Harbor boarding an Alliance scouting ship, on its way to Northrend. Wolffen and Drizzle (Agent 000) were seen retreating to an inn after at least four glasses of house red (each) and several hours of conversation on what and how you should blow up if you are carrying copious amounts of Elemental Blasting Powder on your person... As, I am quite sure, both were doing... Gnomes, go figure."