Meanwhile, Outside in the Storm
[Onyxia glared up at her brother from where he'd dumped her in the mud. Now he was demanding she wash him.
How demeaning! This was not the way he should treat the Lady of the Blackflight! He'd be sleeping in the storm tonight! No nice warm cavern for him!]
I am not a washerwoman to scrub you clean, dear brother." [She plucked at her still rainbow splattered cloak.] Besides, I doubt a scrubbing would remove this stain.
[She eyed her brother and his sparkling temperament.] Perhaps we should go back inside and make that mage clean up his mess.
((ooc: People are free to run into them if they leave the inn during the fighting with Varimathras et all.
Also, FYI, please read and (if applicable) respond.
http://community.livejournal.com/wowdr_ooc/5332.html ))
How demeaning! This was not the way he should treat the Lady of the Blackflight! He'd be sleeping in the storm tonight! No nice warm cavern for him!]
I am not a washerwoman to scrub you clean, dear brother." [She plucked at her still rainbow splattered cloak.] Besides, I doubt a scrubbing would remove this stain.
[She eyed her brother and his sparkling temperament.] Perhaps we should go back inside and make that mage clean up his mess.
((ooc: People are free to run into them if they leave the inn during the fighting with Varimathras et all.
Also, FYI, please read and (if applicable) respond.
http://community.livejournal.com/wowdr_ooc/5332.html ))