(( Spoilers for Operation Shieldwall: The Divine Bell ))

An arcane-sealed letter makes its way to Henii's new home in Stormwind, bearing the stylized L of a familiar archmage.

Dear Henii,

(( Firie's been away from the world for a while, and she's always been a poor hand at subtlty and stealth.  Here's the third installment of what she's been up to while off-screen. Wow is this ever cut for length, also some serious creepiness. ))

((Just a little something I dashed together this evening in response to the happenings :-P ))

I placed my cup of tea down on the carved jade table next to my chair and looked out over the balcony. The morning sun was climbing the sky above the Vale, warming the land below. From the vantage point, I could see the flurry of activity out on the Terrace adjoining the Golden Lantern and hear a faint din of chatter. I leaned back in my chair. It was a good morning.

This letter would appear in the mailboxes of all the Bards, and the priests and shamans, as the spiritual/mental healers.

Fellow Meddlers,

2-16

Candles and stars lit the night.

(( Theramore did not go well for Firie, but that was quite some time ago.  Here is part two of what she's been up to since then.  Cut for length.))