The Sunwell Isle was especially spacious these days after the fall of Kel'thalas and Sallie liked it that way. She was just rounding the corner at high speed being chased by yet another Trident toting Merman shouting obscenities she wasn't interested in learning. Once her dash wore off the annoyance kicked in and in a small puff of smoke she spun around her beak gleaming with specs of red blood, to let out a giant "CRACK!" from in between what was now two char ridden wings. The flash of light was blinding as the merman fell back no longer interested in the Tauren Druid. Quests really did get annoying after awhile. She had a new chip in her staff to prove it. Luckily the Blacksmith Yuna was just outside to the first building over the hill and Sallie hurried in her shuffle walk over for repairs.
Next stop was the sea side about ten meters south to wash all this blood off her. Sallie puffed smoke once again and appeared as a tall, tan and now furry woman with quite a cute little tail. It always made her chuckle when she noticed a few feathers drop next to her she thought, as she scrubbed the char off her fuzzy fingers. Out of boredom she followed some noise back up the hill this time towards the gate of Magister's Terrace. Ahead of her she saw the garish gate along with a cute little blond woman hanging up a sign next to the door. Her dress was riding high up her legs and her gorgeous calves were exposed as she leaned high as possible to nail the sign atop a side post. When Sallie reached the gate she dismounted and greeted who she now realized was her Mage friend Zoey, in her full splendorous Spellfire gown and flaming circlet head piece. 'Hot' was a good word to describe this crumpet.
"Sallie!" Zoey exclaimed dropping the sign which read '
Additional Instances cannot be launched
'.
She hugged Sallie with great enthusiasm and let her hands droop down to Sallie's rear to play with her tail. Once or twice Sallie could of sworn she'd felt a squeeze but assumed she was imagining it.
"I see you got the caretaker job after all, must be nice to have tons of blood elf men prancing through here everyday ready to proclaim themselves hero's just for you. What's with the sign?" Sallie said with mild interest reaching down a hand to pick it up.
"Oh just some maintenance I guess, a lot of instances are closing these days. And what are you talking about? You know self-advertising dimwits are not my type. I've got ten times the power of them on my own." said Zoey. She then demonstrated a small evocation not unlike a tornado of mana and giggled. It was true Sallie had never seen Zoey accept a advance from anyone Orc or Blood Elf.
"You know this island is deserted except for us. You shouldn't even be interested in these dailies at your level. I'm starting to think you only come here to visit me." Zoey inhaled which gave Sallie a start as she caught herself looking at the top hem of the Blood Elfs robe.