[@BytheSpleen]

"A night's stay, 'ey?" The bartender asks in a voice softer than one might expect of his stature, sounding quite like your stereotypical leprechaun. "How much you got, lad? Ha!" The man laughs heartily, though calms himself quickly. "The usual, one-night room-stay pays a small fortune of five gold pieces, lad. Ain't got that? I'm open to payment in other ways - servin' time in the kitchen, cleanin', gettin' me game, that kind of stuff."

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[@Claw2k11]

And she was perfectly fine with that. All the others had to do were keep the Death Knights distracted. At least for now. She wasn't trying to kill one of the strongest creatures in the universe by any means, just steal his sword. Unlike the former of those two options, that latter could be achieved with one lucky swing...

And so, Maryvale begins her assault by attempting to engage Midnight in close quarters combat, to see if he would be willing to take her challenge. [i]'Come on, Midnight the Eternal... Let's fight...'[/i]

[i]She wasn't the Grand Marshal's only pupil for nothing...[/i]