One chants out between two worlds...

[Baelspar]

After a brief hiatus, the paladin known as Rogues Bane strode through the tavern. While things the nature of which earned him the title of Elune's Adored were not to be found within these walls; friends and companions of mighty stature there were aplenty.

"Barkeep," called the paladin sitting at the bar, "I hear Zin'jil has been sending some of his latest vintage. Pour me one, and leave the bottle."

The elf behind the counter complied with all alacrity.

"Say, you look like a responsible type. Care to 'venture forth with a Hero of the Sin'dorei? I could use a porter on my journeys."

Hearing this exchange, a Tauren mosied right up to the Blood Knight.

"I believe this is his place," the voice of Aitana rumbled through the tavern like a kodo herd.

"Um...right, yes," gulped the paladin, "right, no place like home and all that." The blood elf slammed back his wine in a mighty gulp and quickly poured another.

Mollified, the mighty druidess returned to her drink. Somewhere, plots were stirred, shaken, and given a twist of lime.