Tag: Ashraen Ven'dalah x 2

Lithe arms draped across the railing as golden eyes scanned the patrons below, mingling about. Red hair fell in waves around her shoulders, the tight black sheer dress hugged her curves, the red cross crossed under lay barely showing through. A waiter had asked if she had need of anything and she promptly sent them to fetch the tall male on security for the night. Idle hands fiddled with the long golden chain around her neck.

Her ears picked up the sound of his heavy boots before she caught sight of him. A shocked look of disbelief plastered across his normally twisted face, clearly he wasn't expecting to see her here. Gold blinked rapidly before a soft chuckle rumbled from him. He passed behind her, fingers ghosting across the...

It was humid.

The large Paladin grimaced as he leaned against the wall that served to brace the bar against the elements. A cigarette hung from his lips and he casually widened the stance of his feet as a breeze blew through, jostling the beads in his hair. He honestly hated this weather, but this bar was his only refuge now.

The war was won, sort of. Aside from that giant sword doing weird shit to the Desert of Bugs and Cults, there was... nothing. Nothing to be done. Though Sylvanas seemed to be preparing for something, few of the "lowly" were privileged to the plan.

This was the lull. The quiet before the storm.

A loud bark of laughter set the gulls to squawking and golden depths shifted to the source. This was really all they...