[H-RP] The Grey Legion: Now without Airships!
With a pale eyed glance over her shoulder, Tij smiled into the common room. Where orc, tauren, troll, goblen, and even elf chatted, argued, and maybe flirted just a bit. Pandaren most often watched, laughed, and provided the food. She kept it to herself, but they were becoming her favorite.
The Sin'dorei smiled, as when it became nuts and bolts, each and every soldier of the Legion fought for each other's life as well as their own. Regardless of how they felt of one another. There was an unspoken loyalty that radiated from the common room, and it brought peace to the tiny mender.
Yes, even Scaleflayer.
Hooking one foot behind her opposite ankle, she spun slightly and started into the direction of her bunk once again. Slender ears unable to resist listening to the chatter behind. The shadows seemed to jump, just slightly, as the single candle within her room spilled it's orange glow out onto the cool grey hallway floor.
Emlee smiled, nodding her head slightly, just in case Phasm had passed by, before disappearing into her private confines.
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