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Ro’liath turned to the fellow knight, holding his coin pounch in a taloned gauntlet and seemingly studying it’s contents. Except there were none. He looked at Tevruden, offering a sheepish grin, “Got any uh, spare change?” He asked before turning his gaze back to the vendor whom was by now, tapping their foot.
Ro’liath pulled a face as Tevruden explained the lengths it would take to be resurrected again. And honestly, it sounded like a lot more hassle than it was worth.
His ears perked at the knight’s voice, alerting him that they’d arrived. His grimace fades instantly and grins wide. Ro’liath turns his gaze to Tev briefly, “Such a gentleman.” He coos before grabbing him by the arm and tugging the giant through the doors.
The diner is bustling, races of all kinds sat at round tables while the scent of meats and baked good filled the air, “Damn, I like it already, kudos to you, Tev.”
Before Tevruden can begin to talk about how even finding a necromancer now would be difficult, not to mention explaining this all in advance of your death, he is pulled through the door, quickly ducking so he does not take out the door frame.
The chair creeks a bit as Tevruden takes his seat, but he pays no attention to it. He takes a menu from the shaking waiter and starts to look over it. “There is a lot here I do not recognize, but then I have not been here since before the Fall.”
Ro’liath takes his seat across from Tevruden, grinning at the waiter as they make their hasty retreat once delivering the menus. He sits back a moment to pull off his gauntlets and set them on the table before opening the menu, “Hmm, well, really there would be no point to.” He murmured, pursing his lips to the side as he studied the options.
“I never even knew this place existed. I traveled too much my whole life, never stayed in one place long enough to explore. Even now, being stationed in Draenor I can’t even enjoy the cold. The put me in bloody Gorgrond for fel sake! It was awful.” He hisses through his teeth, eyes narrowed, “I think I’m gonna have the roast aaaand some of this lynx steak too… Do they have a dessert menu?”
“Honestly I had not come back to Silvermoon until a year or two ago, but I was stationed in the city so I spent most of my time in Slivermoon. I think most of the places I remember have been destroyed.” Tevruden does not look away from the menu. “The steak sounds good. Perhaps the lake snapper too, as long as it is not glowing green with Fel energy."
"Ugh. Gorgrond, is almost as bad as Krasarang.” Tevruden’s voice dripped with disgust. “After five minutes there you can feel yourself starting to rot. Good thing blood magic is more than enough to handle it, and the fact that you’ll cause everything to wilt keeps all the plants off you.”
“There is a dessert tray over there.” The death knight points to a number of desserts sitting on a tray off to the side. The tray is loaded with several kind of baked goods, and frozen desserts, including what appear to be a number of kinds of cookies, cake, and brownies.