It had been over a month since Yurrie returned to Undercity. She spent most of her time in and around the old ruins of Lordaeron, but it was brill where she spent her nights. The town was more accomidating to travelers, the living, due to having zeppelin towers on it's outskirts.
A pair of Deathguard sought her at the Inn. They had woken her in the early morning. She was still somewhat groggy, and now annoyed. She buckled on her leathers and placed her pole on her back then opened the door where the two soldiers flanked each side of the opening.
"Luebella requests your assistance, that is if you're 'choosing' to stay in Trisfal".
Yurrie, rubbing her still bandaged arm, nodded at the Forsaken. She arches her back in a stretch and yawns.
"I am at her service. Lead on".
She followed the guard down the stairs of the Inn. As they walked out into the street she could still see the Forsaken going about their business. Many of the undead never slept as they did not need it to exist. Her conversations with the members of the community revealed to her that some did attempt to sleep, but more often than not it was just out of habit, one they still hadn't broken in undeath.
Yurrie was learning more and more about these people that had 'escaped' death. This new world she was exposing herself to had many races she had never encountered before, but it is the Forsaken that intrigued her the most. Their state of being perplexed her.
"I suspect neither of you can tell me what Luebella may be needing of me?"
The Deathguard were silent, keeping their steady pace on the path leading from Brill to Undercity. Many of the Forsaken did not trust those of us that were living, it is not that they did not have their reasons though. There are many of the living that don't trust their undead brethren, some even wishing to wipe them from Azeroth.
She did not pursue her unanswered question further and remained silent as the entered through the gates of old Lordaeron. They crossed the ruined and bustling courtyard towards the empty throne room and the elevators down to Undercity.
As they made their way towards the Military quarter of the city Yurrie noticed that the Kor'kron patrolling had become fewer in number, and the number of Abomination guards had grown.
It appeared that the new Warchief, the Troll Vol'jin, has extended some 'trust' in the Forsaken to govern themselves. Although Yurrie had not been in Trisfal even a year, she had seen the heavy presence of the Orc Kor'kron guard in Undercity.
"Maybe the Warchief is trying to sway some trust for the living".
One of the guards let out a low grunt, as if to chuckle.
The Military quarter gates were in view.
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