((This is a private RP concerning Farah Wood joining Umbrus via Charles Huntson))
Farah sat at her apothecary table going over what looked like research notes. Recently assigned to the forward command, of her own request she was still searching for the organization that Charles represented, but a symbol wasn't a lot to go on. It took her several weeks to even realize that he was in fact a worgen. As for his organization the best she could find out was stories about a few assassinations linked to a group but still had no word on the name. From there she only had vague rumors about their location somewhere in Gilneas. After several fruitless days of searching in the one of two woods, Northgate Woods, Farah had come up empty.
Under the guise of searching for important herbs and plants she was granted five Deathstalkers as protection. She didn't bother learning their names save the captain, Garth. Today's trip was the start of something much more dangerous. The last of the woods were the Blackwald. Still deep in worgen held territory they took several precautions. Scent scrubbing, several stealth enhancing potions, and all their weapons coated in special knockout poison of Farah's creation (slow acting but long lasting). They floated down the river half submerged disguised as a wreckage pile.
A few hours as such made the Deathstalkers, a little more than annoyed, but soon enough they arrived at a favorable shore and snuck out and down the cliffs and into the Blackwald. She held up a sheet of paper with her own rough drawing of Charles' symbol from the brief glimpse of it she saw back at their heist. You better be here. Tired of searching these damn woods.