A former ranger had been asked to assist the Argent Dawn soldiers in any way she could as they marched into the hellish undead nightmare that awaited them within Stratholme. Due to how extremely busy she was most of the time, requests had to be very important and somehow be beneficial towards her as well in the long run. This mission was different from the others though, she would be returning to a place that was once a thriving city for mankind, a city she had seen with her own eyes that ended up burning due to Arthas and his insanity. Closing the portal from within Stratholme had never been done, no one could find the portal, it was that simple. Until that portal is found and closed, the city poses a threat to all of the Eastern Kingdoms, waiting to spread its corruption through the lands and claim all life for the scourge.
 
From inside the large tunnel the soldiers of the Argent Dawn had taken to reach Crusader’s Square, this former ranger general appeared, bow in hand as she glanced around the area, merely observing as the battle between the scourge and scarlet crusade dragged on. After listening to everyone discuss what they would like the Water Spirit to do to the horde of hostiles nearby, Sylvanas Windrunner gave her own expert opinion.[color=00aeef]“Neither the fog nor rain or even hail will provide what you are hoping for Argent Dawn. Our two enemies here fight each other, if we attack now we will have both the Scourge and the Scarlet Crusade to fight against. My suggestion is to wait until the victor arises, and then we move to wipe them out. As for this spirit of water, it will prove to be an indispensable ally deeper within Stratholme where the fires are the most intense of all. Do not squander its power upon something as menial as this battle before us.”[/color] They did not call her a master of strategy for no reason, she knew what she was talking about.
 
[color=00aeef]“What say you Rogrelg, I gave you my advice and now you must make a choice as to either use the Water Spirits abilities, or wait for a side’s victory and then wipe out what remains. Take heed to what I said Orc, if we fight both at once, some of your men will most likely die.”[/color] Taking an arrow from her quiver, she quickly strung it and positioned her hands upon the bow and arrow, waiting for a response.