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Saturo - Ironforge

''Good enough.'', the gnome said, frowning. ''I assume you have a memento of her?''

Kozri
Ironforge

Kozri nodded, taking the necklace she wore and setting it down. "Figure it'll work. She wore it all the time, and anyways, it's all that's left besides meat bits likely rotted or eaten."

Saturo - Ironforge

''Right.'', the gnome said, taking the necklace. She tossed it into the air and levitated it with a quick spell, drew up the runes needed around it, and began the ritual.

((RP it as you wish.))

Magna - Dun Morogh

Magna followed the group. Arbennig gave a 2 headed growl to Tenrav as he passed.

In the tavern Magna ordered up some ale and 2 plates of boar ribs, leaving one for Arbennig.

He walked over to Decay and sat next to her, "You ok?"

Decay - Inn

''I'll manage.'', she said, smiling at Magna.

Myriana and Swift - Kharanos

Myri entered the inn, going straight for the bar. She noticed Tirrae's uneasiness around Zaruuk and frowned as she tried to give the warpstalker a reassuring scratch. Had the mage hurt the warpstalker at some point? Well, they'd figure that all out tomorrow. What everyone needed now was a really good nights sleep and food. They'd discuss it in the morning.

Myri was starving. Between herself and her pets the hunter had ordered so much food (steak for herself and Swift and fish for Tirrae) that she was starting to get weird looks, until people caught sight of the fox and warpstalker. Then people would stare at her unusual pets and that made her uncomfortable too. She and Swift wolfed down their meal and waited for Tirrae to finish, before heading up to her room.

Magna - Dun Morogh

He offered some of his boar ribs, "Want some?"

Decay - Inn

"No, but thanks. I'm still full from that eel.", she replied, looking away from the orc, turning back to looking at the fireplace. He was surprisingly talkative. "Planning any more robots?"

Magna - Dun Morogh

"Maybe...why? You want one?"

Decay - Inn

"Not really.", she replied with a slight giggle. "I just find it curious how you can make them."

Magna - Dun Morogh

Magna chuckled, "Lotsa practice. Tho obviously I still screw up sometimes..." he said, referring to the Jeeves incident.

Decay - Inn

"Eh, that was fun!", she replied, grinning. That robot had been silly.

Magna - Dun Morogh

Magna chuckled, "Hehe yeah."

He got up and yawned, "Bah...getting tired...I think I'm gonna turn in for the night." He gave Decay a pat on the shoulder, "If ya need someone to talk to...I'm available"

He began walking, Arbennig closely behind.

The Drakeadon grunted. "I was not!" The whelpling robot in his pack squeaked. "No one asked you!"

Arbennig chuckled.

Decay - Inn

"I might take you up on that offer!", she said after the orc as he left.

Magna - Dun Morogh

Magna turned and smiled at Decay, giving her a nod. He then said "Good night" with a bow and headed into a room

He looked around, noting that nobody was in here. 'Story of my life' he thought to himself. He shrugged, hung up his armor and settled in for a good night's sleep.

Arbennig laid curled up by the door.

Karzix and Glix - Kharanos

The two goblins ordered and devoured their meals. Karzix managed to hold off paying for the time being, trying to convince the dwarves that they should put the food on Myri's bill. They didn't seem to believe him when he said that she owed him. He shook his head and scowled as he went back over to his seat, plunking down. He twitched his ears slightly, idly listening into the conversations of the others until they had left for their rooms. He heaved a tired sigh and stood up, snatching his cloak. He glanced over at Glix. "It was a long day. I'm gonna hit the sack."
"Mm. Good idea. I should do that too." She stood up with a stretch.
"So, g'night?"
"Yep."
"See yah tomorrow."
"Alright."
"Get a good rest."
"Good night, Karzix." She shot him a mockingly annoyed look before turning the corner to her room. He glanced after her for a brief moment before shrugging to himself and leaving for his own room.

Decay - Inn

Decay sighed, feeling lonely. Hopefully the night would be over soon and they could get out of there.

((Er, yeah, guess I should have been more clear about whether or not Willowe picked Rose up. ))

Willowe--Dun Morogh

Willowe picked Rose up off the ground, carrying her inside the inn and taking her up to a room, ordering herself food and tea along the way. Once inside a bedroom, she lay the hunter on the bed and began healing her once more.

Bronze Devilsaur of Time--Sholazar

The bronze devilsaur of time awoke from his slumber with a mighty yawn and stretch. As he smacked his chops in thought, he skipped time forward a bit--to the next morning. Looking around, he let loose a roar before returning to sleep.

((*poke*))

((Okay. I think Azu-Ghost is the best plausible answer, and everyone agreed with that, so that's what I'm going to run with. Then I should do homework.

Also, to anyone who'd argue druids MUST always die in their elf form and end up like that, check out Terokkar. There's those druids there still in cheetah form. I don't think anyone should be too upset, but if they are, there -are- dead beast form druids in game. And it's just personal taste for me, I suppose. I should just shut up now.))

Azunara
Wherever the Dead End Up

It was kind of surprising how peaceful being dead was. And boring. And lonely. But peaceful, she had to give it that. The other spirits had been nice enough, sure, but despite trying to be all noble for her death, she wasn't exactly happy like the others were. Give it time, they said. Give it time and you'll grow used to it. She scowled as best as a spirit could scowl.

So it came as a surprise when she felt a slight tug, an itching in her spectral paws. Something was off, something was happening. She peered at the other ghosts, tilting her head. Could they not see the way out, like she could? Well, whatever. She wasn't going to question it. A way out was a way out. She carefully moved along the way out she had found, lit up by some sort of something or other. It was another surprise to find herself in Ironforge, next to an dead elf, the gnome, and Kozri. The spell commanded her to enter the body, but something was off. She couldn't tell -what- exactly, but there was just something...strange about doing that. Like the spirit that once had been there didn't want her.

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Kozri
Ironforge

Kozri watched the body, tilting his head. There was flickering in the shadows, a paler figure, but it was constantly shifted and moving, hard to pin down. Was that her?