Could the dead be BLAMED for the state that another had put them in? Truth be told, the foul stench of death that lingered upon the undead was not a joy to Maraad’s nostrils, though it was not enough to cause him to turn away from it altogether. He would not turn his back on those who needed him, even if SOME of those were the unfortunate souls of the eternally damned. A single brow lifted as he regarded the newcomer, her expression far from the malice that he had been expecting.
❝ What is it you seek, Death Knight? ❞ he muttered, glowing eyes finding her own as he faced her, his hand still tight around his hammer. Even in the face of this scourge, Maraad could not bring himself to be hostile. As ALLIES against the Iron Horde, even the most despicable of orcs were untouchable, even to him. The paladin shifted his stance, straightening himself as he eyed the traveller before him. Even the breeze seemed to chill as she walked, everything about the undead woman before him sending shivers down his spine.
ʙʟᴜᴇ hues, ραℓє and ﻭℓσωιηﻭ , took in the føɍm before her and 𝕊𝕪𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕖𝕝 had to ¢яαηє her neck just so she could look the Draenei in the ƒα¢є. She was ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ for her race, not even the вυℓк of ᴩʟᴀᴛᴇ and a ʙʀᴏᴀᴅꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ almost as big as her body did much to fill out a ƒяαιℓ looking form.
But 𝕊𝕪𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕖𝕝 was far from frail.
נαω clenched so tightly that if she could feel any more than a dull thrum of ραιη it would've hurt and the sound of armour ꜱᴄʀᴀᴩɪɴɢ over armour as her weight shifted filled the νσι∂ of silence between them as she settled her weight from her left side to her right and then back again.
He was tall .
She was ᴀɴɴᴏyᴇᴅ at that.
“ υнм.” That probably wasn't the best start and ﻭαυηтℓєтє∂ fingers came up to idly ꜱᴄʀᴀᴛᴄʜ at her cheek.
“You wouldn't of нαρρєηє∂ to have seen a ʀᴀᴠᴇɴ mount around here would you?” She bit back an ємвαяяαѕѕє∂ bark of a laugh. The chortle didn’t sound ɍɨǥħŧ with her νσι¢є—it sounded hollow .
“ᴍɪɴᴇ happened to decide to тняσω me not far from the outskirts and I can't find him.” There was a ѕмαℓℓ pause and a ѕιℓєηт flash of ɪʀʀɪᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ flickered across ραℓє features.
“ᴅᴀᴍɴ ʙɪʀᴅ.”