The gnome blinked her way trough the grass as she neared the lumber mill. There wasn't a horde member insight so after some looking around she reassured herself that she was fairly safe. Her water elemental had joined her, having a little more trouble to keep up with his misstress when she was using magic to replace herself. She looked up at the Lumber mill and saw the blacksmith working its way around some metal. He seemed fairly unarmed and with a blink of her eyes he was chained in ice, his arms and neck restrained with the chill cold magic she used so fondly. Blinking towards the man she snapped her fingers to make her elemental lift her up at eye-hight of the worker.  She never liked to kill innocent people, but sometimes it was needed, and she wanted this lumber mill in her position. She stroked softly at the side of his neck, and muttered some soothing words to the terrified man. As if lightening struck, blood was pouring out of the mans eyes and mouth, dribbling down in slow streams over the cold ice. She removed her hand with great effort, as a spike of ice was attached to her palm.<br/><br/>The little gnome was grinning with a devious pleasure, having killed that man wasnt really bothering her. She blinked away out of sight, as the flag of alliance was suddenly raised at the lumber Mill. Hiding ontop of the building she could oversee everything, and with a deep sigh her waiting began.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>