Majesty,

O' merciful king, may the Light stay your hand and steady your heart. Hold your judgment upon this fallen champion - if only for a moment - and hear my words.

The bearer of this letter is a former hero of the Alliance. Though <he/she> carries with <him/her> the stench of death and the look of the Scourge, <he/she> has the soul of a champion. A soul that has only recently been reunited with the body.

<name> represents a new, united front against the Lich King known as the Knights of the Ebon Blade. Yes, majesty, death knights turned against their former master. They are led by the son of Lord Alexandros Mograine - the Ashbringer. They seek what we seek, what we all seek: the end of the Scourge.

I ask not that you accept <name> and the Knights of the Ebon Blade into the Alliance, but only that you show tolerance.

Remember, sire, by blood and honor we all serve.

Respectfully,

Highlord Tirion Fordring