"OK," Miranda said slowly. "Here's what we know. A demon working for the Forsaken is renting out val'kyr. We can't ask Abercrombie any more because Throgg knocked him out."
"Accident," Throgg muttered. "Just trying to jog his memory. Maybe I jog him too hard."
"However, we know that Vari-whatever betrayed Sylvanas," Miranda continued.
"I'd say we could just ask Sylvanas," Lolegolas chimed in, "but it's not like our last attempt went swimmingly."
"What's that?" Miranda replied. "You think that perhaps the Dark Lady of the Undead might hold a grudge against us because you spontaneously turned her into a puppy?"
"It was a cute puppy," Lolegolas said meekly.
"Outland," the Gilnean said quietly. "Dire fiends of that sort are most commonly found there. We storm the castle, so to speak, and start asking around with extreme prejudice."
Miranda scowled. "I suppose."
"What's wrong with Outland?" Throgg asked.
"Nothing, really," Miranda said quietly. "I'm just not supposed to be there."
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