“Darnassus. Stormwind City. Ironforge. Those are the chosen targets. Darnassus is easiest and will therefore be first. Agreed?”
They were gathered around Sinistra’s small campfire now, the firelight casting creepy shadows across their features. Beansidhe was laying out the plan to the others; everyone’s mood was relaxed yet guarded.
“Agreed,” Tigerlily said.
“Perhaps,” Sinistra said, wiping her mouth to remove the last traces of her dinner.
Beansidhe looked at her. “You think differently?”
The Tauren gave a small shrug. “Alliance druids may make it more difficult, but should otherwise be easy.”
“Oh, they’re just Night Elves. What are they going to do, dance us to death?” said Tigerlili. A mocking smile touched the corners of her mouth.
Sinistra shrugged again. “Druids of any flavor are not to be taken lightly. We are wild things wielding elemental magick. Underestimating one of us would be very, very bad.”
“Maybe so, ” the mage replied, tossing her flame-colored hair behind her. “But they’re still Alliance, and that means inferior. Hell, you could probably take them all out in three hits. Four if they’re really trying.”
Sinistra nodded. Her eyes gleamed. “It may come to that.” She turned back to Beansidhe. “Continue, please.”
Beansidhe gave her own shrug. “The plan’s simple. We take the portal our mage conjures for us, allowing us into Darnassus. Once inside, we head straight for the bank nearby–it’ll be set into the large bear-shaped tree. We’ll be fighting our way–”
“Bear-shaped tree?” Tigerlili started laughing. “Tell me you’re kidding!”
“I’m not kidding. It’s an actual tree shaped like an actual bear.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
Beansidhe resisted the urge to Mind Flay her. “You can tell them so as you kill them. As I was saying, we’ll fight our through to the bank where we’ll take out the bankers and grab as much gold and valuables as we can carry, at which point Tigerlili will have her portal to Stormwind ready. We step through to Stormwind’s tower of mages and–”
“Hold on, I can’t do all that. I only do Horde cities.”
The silence after that little declaration was deadly.
Beansidhe looked at the mage. The undead priest’s eyes seemed to be smoldering. “What did you say?”
Tigerlili became wary. “I was too busy laughing to mention this about the first portal… but if you intend to portal directly into Alliance cities, you need an Alliance mage.”
Sinistra held up her hand to forestall the priest’s rage. “I did not know that. So, we need an Alliance mage.”
Tigerlili nodded, but kept her eyes on Beansidhe. Beansidhe had her eyes closed and appeared to be silently counting to herself. “And even then it’s iffy.”
Sinistra hung her head. She sighed and looked up. “Do you happen to know of any who might turn traitor for a share of the gold?”
Tigerlili finally tore her gaze away from the priest. “As a matter of fact, I do. Her name’s Tigerlily.”
Sinistra gave her a look. “But you just said you can’t do it.”
“I’m not talking about myself. Believe it or not, there’s an ally mage named Tigerlily too.” She grinned suddenly. “We crossed paths last year and came out of that as sort-of friends.”
Beansidhe had found her Calm Voice. “You’re friends with one of them?”
The mage said very cautiously. “Sort of. We sometimes meet up to raid farms. We split the loot and sell it.”
Sinistra snorted. “Ask her if she would like to get in on an imminent and very dangerous smash and grab. Send her our way if she says yes.”
Beansidhe added, “Make sure she stays quiet on this, whether or not she joins us. I’ll have to have a little visit with her if I find out she’s warned the enemy in any way.”
Tigerlily chuckled. “I’ll certainly enjoy telling her that. Back soon as I can. Keep moving, I’ll find you. It’ll be faster this time.” She got up and opened a portal, stepped through and disappeared.
Sinistra opened her mouth, then shut it. She looked amused. She turned to Beansidhe and said, “This has comedy written all over it. I can’t wait to see how it all plays out.”
Beansidhe shook her head.
To be continued…
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