The first reports from the Horde office were encouraging; Derscha knew that Brae desperately needed a distraction, and rebuilding the Orgrimmar office seemed to be working. Even if Derscha herself never set foot in the city, there was a certain satisfaction - and closure - to having the office be reopened.
But! Oh, the cost. The rebuilding certainly wasn’t coming cheap. The long term benefits of rebuilding were worth it, however.
“In fact, we should celebrate,” she thought. “And possibly expand our client base again. Maybe send some more gift packages? Not more chickens this time, it’s been done, should surprise people - oh!” The gnomish gears began to turn.
Several minutes later:
“SPROCKETQUILL!”
The gnome receptionist cringed as Derscha called out her name while bounding down the stairs from her office. “Yes, boss?”
“Find someone to send this letter off to Ogrimmar, and to Brae. I’ve got a loooovely idea.”
But! Oh, the cost. The rebuilding certainly wasn’t coming cheap. The long term benefits of rebuilding were worth it, however.
“In fact, we should celebrate,” she thought. “And possibly expand our client base again. Maybe send some more gift packages? Not more chickens this time, it’s been done, should surprise people - oh!” The gnomish gears began to turn.
Several minutes later:
“SPROCKETQUILL!”
The gnome receptionist cringed as Derscha called out her name while bounding down the stairs from her office. “Yes, boss?”
“Find someone to send this letter off to Ogrimmar, and to Brae. I’ve got a loooovely idea.”
Edited by Derscha on 8/6/2014 12:08 PM PDT