The dead of Khanaros payed the Death Knight no mind, she wasn't alive so why would they care? Meanwhile Thala'doe relaxed in the inn sampling the fine wines that were buried in the cellar. "Oh my... These dwarves really do have the good stuff. It is almost a shame I killed them all for it, maybe I'll be able to find more." He chuckled to himself as he sipped the wine. Two skeletons stood at his side, covered in armor, he wasn't sure when the dwarves would try to reclaim their town. So why not play it safe?