A package is delivered on the steps of the Watch headquarters in Stormwind, marked with the sigil of Mechagon. Upon being checked for explosives or similar traps (provided it’s not blown up by a bomb disposal technician), the package is revealed to contain three items: a charged-coil rifle, a staff of similar design, and a chainsword - all common products of Mechagon, but with a few noticable changes, though not enough to have an effect on the weapons’ balance. These changes include modified power packs and reinforced power lines, a slightly different configuration on the coils of the rifle and staff, and different-looking teeth on the chain-blade. None of the weapons appear to be rigged or unstable.
Included in the package is an envelope. The writing on the envelope and the note within appears to be cursive, but with hints of it also being written by a machine rather than an actual hand. (Although with mechagnomes, it’s hard to tell.) The envelope is addressed to Orwyn; underneath the address is written “a matter that may be to your interest and possible benefit”. (Again, if the package is destroyed by a bomb disposal tech, the envelope and the note within are fireproof.)
Most pleasant salutations to you, Commander. It has been a long time.
By now, I am sure that word of my recent return has reached you, likely through the flyers posted in the capitals. You are likely dreading the idea of having to contend with me again. Or perhaps you’re chomping at the bit at the possibility of having something to do on the home front while the Alliance armies fight in Pandaria and Uldum, and no doubt you believe that I will give you some “evil scheme” to investigate. I am afraid I must disappoint you, and must respectfully decline the expected invitation to sample your hospitality. I believe the dampness of your facilities will have an adverse effect on my newly-acquired machine parts.
You probably believe that my recent decision to become an arms manufacturer for the Alliance is a front for some kind of criminal activity, but I wish to make clear that I have no malicious intent. What is done, is done. The intent of those who have brought about my return is to have someone who is willing to do what is necessary to combat the Horde, and given what I have heard about recent events, it would appear that things have worsened with our savage neighbors. I would like to think that you and I have plenty of other enemies on the other side, without once again making enemies of one another.
I will, of course, not be particularly pleased to deal with any unwarranted harassment by either your office or citizens living within your jurisdiction, particularly if that harassment is to take place outside of your jurisdiction. The leadership here in Mechagon is well aware of both my past activities as well as those of my sister, Marennia, and of our past conflicts with the authorities in the Alliance. I have no reason to lie to them, and they have elected to allow us the opportunity for a fresh start as citizens of Mechagon. Given the recent reunification of Gnomeregan and Mechagon, and Mechagon’s subsequent induction into the Alliance, I would hate to see relations suffer as the result of overzealous police work.
With that said, I present a sample of the weapons that Marennia and I have put together in the past couple of days, using just our own built-in toolkits and our own minds. They are based on designs commonly found here in Mechagon, with a few modifications we decided to try out - rough prototypes at the moment, but we hope to improve upon them in time. The rifle has a fifteen-percent increase in damage, but with a slightly longer recharge, a minor drawback I hope to correct with future designs; the chain-blade has stronger teeth, forged of elementium. As for the staff, Marennia has mentioned that the coil can produce a stun charge of varying potency, but as I am not a melee fighter, I have not had the opportunity to test it with my own prototype.
No doubt you will consign them to the nearest scrap heap or otherwise have them destroyed, but I maintain the hope that it will be otherwise, that you accept and use these items with the good intent with which they are meant.
I know you may not believe it, but I look forward to working with you in the future - as we did in Westfall, once upon a time.