A few of my friends from another guild transferred to Horde in the past few days. With the advent of RealID, of course, they’re never that far away. Some of them are even closer than that, though. Apparently old habits die hard, because when they’re in Dalaran, they can usually still be found hanging around the Eventide, as evidenced by last night’s impromptu dance party.
You KNOW I had to break out the Noggenfoggers for this. Hono, you’re looking a little, uh .. tall and skinny there. Forsaken aren’t as good for punting as gnomes.
Lore dropped by on his shaman to wave at us. Couldn’t get him to dance though.
Selv, on the other hand, popped right into tree form and twisted the night away.