<i>Back to the Underbelly...</i><br/><br/>Dax had only come to Dalaran to meet a contact and pass on information for a friend, yet as she prepared to depart the city, she could not help but feel herself drawn down into its depths. She was in no rush, and after her last two trips had proved so fruitful, perhaps she would get lucky a third time? She could only hope!<br/><br/>The bartender recognized her, and she secured herself in her usual room, stashing her gear before returning in casual clothing, a tight leather top, pants and boots, her dark red hair tied back into messy pigtails. Her blue-green eyes scanned the room, before she climbed up to the bar, and started getting to her second favorite pass-time in the Underbelly; drinking heavily. The goblin ordered a the largest glass they had filled to the brink with her usual concoction, and down the hatch it went, bringing a light green flush to her face.<br/><br/>It was going to be a good night. Either the universe would provide, or she would force it to do so. Such was life.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>