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This is not how it should be. We should not be divided. We should be able to stand together as sisters, as we did once before.
Of course, I can sympathize with both sides of this matter. Did Sylvanas not hide from me in the very same manner she hid from Alleria? But Sylvanas, the pain that she must be enduring as well, becoming that which Alleria despised so.
I realize I am not without blame, but this is ridiculous. With the threat of Arthas in Paradisa, I fail to see how the both of them cannot set aside their hurt and anger. Their petty argument pales in comparison to the true issue at hand. Can they not see that?
We are Windrunners. That is all that should matter.
As I said before, I will not be torn between them in this matter, and I should think that they would not dare ask that of me. I only pray that they come to their senses before Paradisa sees fit to throw disaster our way once again. Arthas may being laying low for now, but for how long? And given Paradisa's unpredictable nature, it's only a matter of time before something potentially worse is thrown our way.
[She sighs.]
Anar'alah belore. Let this rift in the bond between my sisters be mended soon.
[Vereesa needs a distraction. Desperately. Immediately.]
[Lady Proudmoore]
Would you care to join me in the kitchen for tea? We've not had the opportunity to speak since your arrival.
[Brann]
You have been quiet. You aren't off exploring the land without the rest of us, are you?
[She can be found sitting in the kitchen, waiting for her company to arrive. Of course, anyone is free to find her before or after her conversation with Lady Proudmoore is through. She'll linger for quite a while, not quite ready to retreat to her room and be without distractions.]