Commander Braghaman Larethian

Filling In Shadowbreaker

*knock knock knock*

“Do you have a minute?”

Lord Shadowbreaker looked up from his desk to see Braghaman standing in the doorway to his office along with another gentleman behind him.  “I do. Come in.”

The two men stepped inside as Shadowbreaker got up from his chair and moved around the desk with his hand outstretched. “Doing well, I hope, Larethian.”

“I am,” Bragh answered as he shook the paladin trainer’s hand. 

Shadowbreaker then turned to the bald man beside Braghaman and held his hand out. “Eric, right?”

“Yes, sir,” the rogue said as he shook the paladin’s hand.

“What can I do for you two?”

“Eric,” Braghaman said, looking back at his guild mate and nodded towards the door. Without any further comment, Eric turned and shut the door. Braghaman nodded again before looking back to Shadowbreaker. “I wanted to show you something.” 

Bragh walked up to the desk and lifted up a satchel he’d been holding at his side. The satchel made a thud as it was placed on the desk.

“What’s this?”

“Its the head of the death knight that I’d been having problems with.”

“So its finally over with?”

“Yes. Eric dealt with it. But you should look at it.”

“Why?” Shadowbreaker asked skeptically. He hesitantly moved towards his desk.

“I think I recognize who it was. I need another opinion.”

Shadowbreaker frowned and looked down at the satchel on his desk. The trainer paused for a moment for reaching over and pulling the leather strap that was tied around the top. He took hold of the edges of the cloth and opened it up to look inside. Shadowbreaker took a moment to study the contents of the satchel before looking back to Braghaman.

“That looks like Faris.”

“I thought that, too.”

“But he’s dead,” Shadowbreaker said as he folded over the top of the satchel and stepped back. “How did this happen?”

“I have no idea,” Braghaman answered with a shrug. “I was just as surprised when Eric brought it to me.”

“How did you get it?” Shadowbreaker asked, turning to look at the rogue who was quietly standing next to the closed door.

“I cut it off,” Eric answered with a shrug.

“Impressive,” Shadowbreaker replied with a raised eyebrow. “I’d love to hear the story behind that.”

“He fled to the Shadow Vault and I was waiting for him.”

“How’d you know he’d be there?”

“He was attacked in his base. It seemed one of the two most likely place he would flee to if injured.”

“So this was a coordinated attack?”

“Yes, sir.”

Shadowbreaker stared at Eric for a moment longer, trying to read the rogue’s face but finding no clues there. Finally he turned Braghaman.  “What do you plan to do?”

“At the moment, I’m not sure that there’s anything to do,” Braghaman answered with a shrug. “Given the current war, I’m not sure it’d do anything but create a panic if people found out that a dead paladin had come back as a death knight.”

“I’ll have to tell the Bishop and the other trainers. They need to know what happened.”

“Of course. I’ll let you handle that.”

“Any other secrets you want to share?” Shadowbreaker asked with a glance to the satchel.

“No,” Bragh answered calmly. “I think this is more than enough for now.”