wtf is that doing in here?!
Diederich had headed back to the Undercity to try to find Ismae. Even if the last time they'd talked had upset him, she was still his best friend and his heart ached for her grouchy company.
So of course she wasn't there.
So he did the highly original thing and went to an inn and dumped himself in front of the bar.
"And what for you, sir?" the bartender asked nicely.
He missed Gwarla.
"Something cheap and potent."
"I'm sorry, we don't have anything like that. The more potent you want it, the more it's going to cost you." She then smiled and batted her tattered eyelashes.
Diederich grumbled loudly and began digging in his coin purse when he heard a child's voice. A child, in Undercity. He spun in his stool to look around, saying out loud, "It's not Children's Week, is it?"
"No, sir," the bartender said. "That's Julia's son."
"Son...?" Diederich's voice trailed off sadly.
A Blood Elf boy shot out from under a table and dashed across the inn, laughing and shrieking. He was followed slowly by a harassed looking Forsaken, her arms extended, trying to catch him.
"I'm going to eat your brains when I catch you," she said.
The boy giggled, zig-zagged past her, and stopped like he'd run face-first into a pane of glass when he saw Diederich.
So of course she wasn't there.
So he did the highly original thing and went to an inn and dumped himself in front of the bar.
"And what for you, sir?" the bartender asked nicely.
He missed Gwarla.
"Something cheap and potent."
"I'm sorry, we don't have anything like that. The more potent you want it, the more it's going to cost you." She then smiled and batted her tattered eyelashes.
Diederich grumbled loudly and began digging in his coin purse when he heard a child's voice. A child, in Undercity. He spun in his stool to look around, saying out loud, "It's not Children's Week, is it?"
"No, sir," the bartender said. "That's Julia's son."
"Son...?" Diederich's voice trailed off sadly.
A Blood Elf boy shot out from under a table and dashed across the inn, laughing and shrieking. He was followed slowly by a harassed looking Forsaken, her arms extended, trying to catch him.
"I'm going to eat your brains when I catch you," she said.
The boy giggled, zig-zagged past her, and stopped like he'd run face-first into a pane of glass when he saw Diederich.