Bulatha wakes up with a throbbing hangover and no knowledge weighed it was day or night, blinking half asleep he got out of bed, got geared up and holstered his blades across his back and slipt out of the room and into the corridor, he headed off to the common room walking past each room and hearing orgasm after orgasm. After reaching the common room Bulatha stopped in his tracks and stared at the blood elf deathknight now sitting at the bar ordering a wine, he looked at the face and it looked familiar but merely shrugging it off and setting off for a table in the darkness, he slumped down onto a chair, reaching into his satchel to pull out a boom and returned to reading, scanning the pages and still keeping an eye on the newcomers.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>