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The journey had gone even more smoothly than Sylvanas had imagined. As she flew over the canyons in the Alterac Mountains, she had worried about being attacked by the Frostwolf Orcs stationed there, but fortunately, a group of Stormpike Dwarves had helped divert the Horde's attention. Her hippogryph could take the fastest route to the destination.

"Finally here." Smiling, Sylvanas urged her mount to change course upon seeing Fenris Isle in Silverpine Forest, avoiding the lake. Fenris Isle was a Forsaken outpost. Sylvanas's purpose was to contact the Forsaken, but she would not choose people she did not trust.

The person she was looking for was in Shadowfang Keep.

The hippogryph soared through the sky as she reached into her pocket again, confirming that the two letters inside were intact. To be safe, she fastened her pocket more tightly.

When the castle beyond Pyrewood Village was still a stretch of forest away, Sylvanas pulled on the reins and had the hippogryph land. From here on, she had to proceed alone. Many adventurers had come to Silverpine Forest hoping to uncover Shadowfang Keep's secrets, yet none had ever returned. Dangers unknown to outsiders lurked within the woods. As a Ranger, she understood better than anyone how deadly a bow and arrow could be.

"Stay here and wait for me to return." Sylvanas patted the hippogryph's forehead. The tamed beast answered with a piercing cry. The Ranger-General smiled, then turned and stepped into the woods.

The forest carried a lush green scent. Every inch of vine, nest, and duckweed-covered pond exuded it, mingling with low chirps, birdsong, and frogs croaking.

All in all, these things provided excellent cover for those people.

She noticed movement beneath a tree ahead, among the high, protruding roots. If they had been Rangers of Quel'Thalas, they would