Name: Senalda<br/>Race: Blood Elf<br/>Class: Ranger (Hunter)<br/>Gender: Female<br/>Level: 79<br/><br/>She wasn't long out of the gate and down the road headed right of the old, run down church that the Defilers based themselves within the basin, before she heard a herald sounding off a captured target. Eyes narrowed as she looked over her shoulder, seeing the red flag of the Horde being raised at the small farm. The Farstrider wasn't happy about having to fight with these loud ruffians, but she was sent on a mission to gather intelligence on their supposed allies of the Horde and their advances on the land. In this battle, it was a fight over land and resources, and taking hold of a small farm wasn't going to be enough for this group. Heels dug into her feathered mount and the Hawkstrider banked left, just making a leap over the small moat around the blacksmithing building. Licking the corner of her mouth, the elf looked about for anyone else approaching.<br/><br/>She snuck her way into the building, ignoring the presence of the large spectral wolf who followed her, and kept a watchful eye on her surroundings. She was nearing the area she needed to claim for the Defilers to move on in and she couldn't waste her time just sitting about, yet she also had to be careful not to be seen.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>