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The Rising Moon Inn, a well needed stop for a a Dwarf. Shadowbeerd walked through those double doors with chest out and head up. A short "Stoic" Rogue Dwarf............. Some of the patrons in the Inn give him a glance but pay no attention. Others stare, almost as if they have never seen an Dwarf Rogue before, which he is use to. He heads up to Barkeeps and gets two mugs of a sturdy Flagon Mead, and heads to a dark corner of the room and sits............ He studies all the people in the Inn, Horde and Alliance alike.

Verilia Collins

The Human woman smiled widely, offering a calloused hand to the Worgen, "I'm Verilia, mostly Veri, or Lia, either way works!" Chuckling, she took a drink of ale, dragging a hand through her hair, "I was wondering if you'd heard anything of a Harper Nichols? Last I heard, he was in Gilneas... I know he was... turned... but anything else would be... Appreciated."

Quickly, she ammended, "I realize that you probably don't know nothing, and that's fine with me, all the same, but just figured I'd ask, in case, you know..."

She smiles, running a hand through her hair again.

((You can know something or not, I don't care, just trying to get the thread moving, since all my *coughguildiescough* disappeared...))

Zac nodded and said, "The name does ring a bell. After I was turned I had prowled the Gilnean forest. My memories while I was feral are...not really memories but more of impressions, but one thing I do remember was a man who had been turned like me. He wore noble men like clothes and I remember seeing a patch on his ripped shirt that sayed that name. Now, it might not be him but thats all I know of that name. I never saw that worgen again or heard that name again until you just said it."

Verilia Collins

Verilia's eyes widened for an instant before she covered them with a forced laugh, "Well," she said, smiling a smile that failed to reach her eyes, "He was... is... Fel." Cursing softly, she shook her head, "Who knows?"

"He was my lover, once, but after the Greymane wall went up... He was on one side, me on the other."

She shrugs, chuckling again, "Who knows?" she repeated, "Maybe one day..."

Laughing, she said, "Let me buy you a drink."

Shadowbeerd still sitting in the corner, Eves dropped on a young Blood Elf woman's conversation with a beastly fellow, "Worgen to be looks of it........" he said to him self. Shadowbeerd with mug in hand stumbles over to their table after hearing what they had to say.
"Did ye say, Harper Nichols, i saw that poor fool come through Ironforge. His clothes were ripped, unlike any tears I've seen. Ha! He said a bear attacked him, I've lived in Ironforge for 92 years (still young =D) and no one comes back from a bear attack with just ripped clothes. I'll tell ya i saw a young Night Elf fresh off the Island of Teldrassil, his arm was *Cough*, Forgive me i get swept in tales of my homeland, haven't been there for some time."
Shadowbeerd finishes of his 4th mug of mead, and starts his 5th. "Hic...."

Sewerma smile's at her and sits down at the table" Ahh, i know the feeling. I have red many good books and many have caught my interest." motioning at Dewrma, she speaks "Don't worry about him, he was my fathers Felguard and when he died he passed him to me. and he has served happily." At that she pulls a deck of cards out from the folds of her robe and spreads them in front of her face down with a practiced ease." Choose three cards please, Zee." Sewerma smile's patiently at her.

Zac gave a small smile and said, "No thanks. I already have one." He held up his tea which was beginning to cool so he took another sip. "In any case, I know how you feel. I too lost a loved one. I had a friend. She wasnt my lover but she was like family, none the less. If it wasnt for her my sister would be dead. At least I have the satisfaction of knowing that she suffers no more." He trailed off with a sad look but soon recovered and plastered on a fake smile.

"Well, enough of the sad talk. I am Zactan Baring. Call me Zac though. I hate my full name." He was about to hold out his hand when an all too familiar voice came from behind him.

"And what is going on here?!" He truned to see the last person he wanted to see at anytime. A human woman dressed in a scantily outfit of leather armor and two small knives at her hips. She had short red hair and an extremely mad look on her face. "Hello Sally" he said putting his lupine muzzle into his hand.

"Are you cheating on me again!?" she seethed. Zac held up a clawed hand and said, "One, me and you are not betrothed, at least not anymore. When Gilneas fell the pact our families made before our births became nullified due to my family losing all of its wealth. Second, I find it very hard to believe that simply talking to a woman would count as cheating even if I was still betrothed to you and third....I. Dont. And. Have. Never. Loved. You! It was an agreement to enhance our families wealth before we were even born. I may not know much about being romantic but even I know love doesnt work that way."

Sally seemed to simply ignore everything Zac just said and said, "I'll be in our room" before going upstairs, probably finding the room by following Zacs scent(shes also a worgen). Zac gave a frustrated sigh and gave a few more gold coins to the bartender and asked, "Im going to need another room." He turned back to Verilia and said, "You'd think she'd begin to take a hint when I ran from her for tenth months straight. She just never gives up!"

Verilia Collins

The Human warrior pressed a hand to her head, rubbing her eyes as she leaned heavily on the bartop while the Dwarf spoke, "Light..." she murmured, "That sounds like the Harper I know..."

Shaking her head, she laughs hopelessly, "He would claim it was a bear, when like as not it was himself."

Looking up as the woman approached, then watching the exchange between the newcomer and the Worgen intently, Verilia laughed, "You'd think, but then again..."

Chuckling, she added, "Likely, she never will. Women, myself included, tend to be stubborn as Fel."

"Just great" he grumbled after hearing that last comment. "I am going to have to fake my death to make her stop chasing after me, wont I? I have nothing against stubborness, honestly I think its a very endearing aspect of someone but there is a limit!" He sighed and sipped his tea agian.

Verilia Collins

"Well..." she demurred, smiling wickedly, "I could arrange something convincing." Laughing brazenly, she shook her head, smiling, "I kid, don't worry you're head, she's like to grow out of it!"

"The only issue with faking your death, is that then you're dead. And word tends to get out, one way or another."

Tapping her nose knowingly, Verilia added, "I'd keep your secret, but I doubt others would."

"You make a good point. I already have a good place at Moonglade and I dont want to lose my aparrtment to that pretentios elf." He sipped some more tea and finished it off. He asked the bartender "Can I have some more tea?" He plaed more gold coins on the table and waited for the drink.

Sally came back downstairs and snapped, "Zac! You were supposed to come up with me!"

Zac sighed and simply siad, "No I wasnt." Sally huffed and stomped back upstairs. "By the light, Cenarius, Elune, Erath mother, what ever you worship, why wont she give up? I have literally told her directly that I dont love her. Maybe she's mentally unstable....then again she is a gilnean woman who was raised a pampered life style and has always got what she's wanted."

Zee put a finger on her chin, looking from card to card. This was more interesting than she thought it would be, this new tavern. She occasionally glanced at the Felguard, but then focused on the cards. She slid three cards towards the woman and leaned back in her chair, watching with a curious look.