"Hello, Kalania," said Rogrelg in a slightly happy tone; he knew of her, though he didn't know if she knew of him. Nevertheless, he'd heard of her; the Dryad adventurer who had joined the Dawn. "Anyway, better late than never, I should say. Nevetheless...we're about to go to Stratholme, and Hallam - the Human Mage in Dalaran Robes, and also the newly-appointed second-in-command - has suggested that we go after the Scarlet Crusade positions there first."

"I agree with him, and we're going to need your skills in poison to accomplish our mission." In his mind, Rogrelg was already assessing his plan of entrance; a Dryad was almost as big as a Tauren, but also much daintier - no offense intended. A different set of tunnels and entryways would be needed in his plan of entry, then.

"Either way, we depart at..." this was still the early morning, "Noonday; that is when we can see best. Eat, hone your weapons, and otherwise prepare." He then looked to the Makura. "It'zik, we need to talk privately as well, it's about Hydromancy." It'zik had a special form of shamanic magic that allowed him to call upon water better, changing its properties, moving it around, and healing with it, though not as well as a Priest.