(2026-02-02) The Future of the Cobalt Blade
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Author: Alli
Summary: The Cobalt Blade (Arthur, Tadget, Thalstan, Vesyllah, and Zaara) meets with Kerlo Quarterflah to discuss their future. It may involve the 7th Legion, Cobalt Company, and possibly even pie and/or fiction of questionable taste. ~4800 words.
Rating: T for Teen
Arthur Reeves Kerlo Quarterflash Sgt.Tadget Sharpgear Thalstan Stouthammer Vesyllah Rivenheart Zaara
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The Cobalt Blade, and Kerlo Quarterflash, are assembling in Cobalt’s Ironforge HQ.

Arthur is surprised to see Kerlo Quarterflash join them.

Vesyllah slouches in, finds the darkest, most shadowed remaining seat, and flops into it.

[Tadget]: Move it, buddy.

Arthur hides a smile, a little unsuccessfully.

Thalstan looks over to Kerlo Quarterflash, and nods firmly. "Hello, sir. Glad ye could join us."

Quarterflash bows down graciously.

Vesyllah peers at Kerlo. "Who's this guy?"

[Zaara]: Hello! Hello! It is people! And I am here!

[Quarterflash]: Greetings, greetings, allow me to introduce myself!

[Zaara]: Yes! You are allowed!

[Quarterflash]: I am Lt. Kerlo Quarterflash, and I am here in two capacities today - as a proxy for my wife, Captain Sparkwire, who is… indisposed at the moment, and also as a representative of the 7th Legion!
[Quarterflash]: I am not 'the boss' of this meeting, but I'm here to answer any questions you may have.
[Quarterflash]: In truth, the future of the Cobalt Blade is yours to decide, but I must let you know that the 7th Legion is most interested in the work you have done and could certainly have use for you as a team.

Tadget wiggles excitedly.
[Tadget]: FINALLY.

Thalstan smiles at him with appreciation, rustling his mustache. "Only one o’ us here has any experience with the 7th Legion, so I expect we will have some questions." He looks over at the team. "That's… well, I have a whole thing ta say…"

Vesyllah leans toward Thalstan, murmuring, "Captain Sparkwire really married this nerd?"

Thalstan nods back firmly. Captain Sparkwire married this nerd.

[Zaara]: What? Why has Captain Sparkwire been deposed?

[Quarterflash]: Oh Titans no!
Quarterflash says to Zaara.

[Zaara]: The Titans know? Did they do it?

[Quarterflash]: She is… in-dis-posed. That means, unable to be here today.

[Thalstan]: I think she's just… busy… keeping ‘er feet up? *Thalstan may not know how to care for a heavily pregnant woman*

[Zaara]: Ohhhh.

Vesyllah stretches out her legs and sighs loudly to make sure everyone is fully aware of her boredom.

[Quarterflash]: I suppose er, it is no longer confidential to mention that she is pregnant with twins.

[Thalstan]: Aye, she did an announcement, and congratulations to ye both!

[Zaara]: Ohhhhhh! This means she cannot come to places? Is she very slow now?

[Quarterflash]: She thought that I would faithfully represent her thoughts on this matter, as well as my own on behalf of the 7th Legion.
[Quarterflash]: Yes, she is… a bit slow. But only in body!

Zaara nods sagely.

[Vesyllah]: Yes. Congrats. Well done on mixing your bodily fluids.

[Zaara]: Yes! Well done!
Zaara beams.

[Tadget]: Okay so cut to the chase - are we in the 7th Legion or not?? I took the liberty of -

[Quarterflash]: Yes, I know, I know, Sharpgear.

[Thalstan]: Well, so… we've come to a bit of a turning point in Cobalt Blade, *Thalstan says, clearing his throat* And that's what I'm here ta talk about today.

[Arthur]: Speaking of having a completely normal conversation, what does the 7th legion want with us.

[Quarterflash]: Yes, please, speak!
Quarterflash gestures grandly to Thalstan.

[Thalstan]: We all started out as a friendly neighborhood team, while Cobalt was away in Outland. We've been t’gether for a while now, and jus’ like Cobalt before us, we've seen our tasks get bigger an' bigger.

[Quarterflash]: Indeed!

[Vesyllah]: Saved the world a few times.

[Zaara]: We have saved TWO worlds.

[Tadget]: Yep.

[Vesyllah]: Yeah, yeah. Two, even.

[Zaara]: I think we could save three or four!

[Tadget]: Deffo.

[Thalstan]: And we've inspired future Cobalts ta go out into their communities and find ways to help. I don't think anyone doubts but that Cobalt is here for the locals as well as the far away missions, these days.

[Quarterflash]: And that is exactly the sort of precision, presentation, and reliability that the 7th Legion needs most, in these troubled times.

[Tadget]: We're reliable! We're super reliable!

[Vesyllah]: Okay, sure. But…the 7th Legion is the army, yeah?

[Quarterflash]: Why yes, we are the point of the spear, as it were - we are the first on the scene - the vanguard, the eyes and ears, those who have the courage to face the unknown and pave the way!

[Thalstan]: It is, aye. We're at a point of transition, where we can decide what we want Cobalt Blade ta look like in the years to come. Or if we want ta close it out as a mission accomplished.

Tadget frowns at the thought.

[Thalstan]: I've talked over with Captain Sparkwire what some of our options are.

Quarterflash nods and gestures for him to continue.

[Vesyllah]: Riiight, right. But that means, like, a whole new mess of people giving orders. Regulations to follow. Uniforms. *she shudders*

[Tadget]: Uniforms are hot.

[Thalstan]: If we join the army, aye. They like those things.

[Zaara]: Uniforms?!

[Tadget]: Again. Hot.

[Vesyllah]: I dunno. Just seems to me like we work pretty damn well as we are. Why fix what isn't broken?

[Thalstan]: Maybe we carry on as we have. That is one option. But let me lay everything out.

[Quarterflash]: Most 7th Legion expeditionary units have a great deal of autonomy! Because we compose them of people we trust.

Vesyllah peers at Kerlo. "But in uniforms."

[Tadget]: Heh heh, you should've seen some of the crap Captain Tyrrell decided to randomly do.

[Thalstan]: First off, we could directly join the 7th Legion, leaving Cobalt Company behind. We'd be able to be a special EU, with only the five of us, but we'd be under the 7th Legion fully.

[Arthur]: And no one is going to mind if you jump a whole squad of outsiders to an elite force?

Quarterflash - who is totally in a formal 7th Legion dress uniform - stands a little straighter. He is quite tall! (For a gnome.)

[Zaara]: We also are the thing you say. Cobolt Blade! The point of the spear, the bland guard! We go out front of things! So this could be a good match to the 7th people. But also if we do this already, why do it for someplace else? Cobolt Company hired me.

[Arthur]: I've had some experience with being the prodigy who came out of nowhere. People don't appreciate it.

Quarterflash nods, listening.

[Thalstan]: Aye, they'd let us. Captain Sparkwire and Lt. Quarterflash here have already discussed it with the higher-ups, as a hypothetical.

[Quarterflash]: I spoke on your behalf, and I am well trusted. They did say that er, you would be entirely my responsibility, but… I have confidence!

Zaara turns her face toward Kerlo, sternly. "Why do you say this? You have confidence? Do you think you might not have confidence? That you should not maybe?"

[Quarterflash]: They may have suspected I am a bit… biased when it comes to Cobalt Company. But! Cobalt Company is well respected, even by the High Commander himself! He and your Lt. Ference were old army buddies, you see.
[Quarterflash]: So Cobalt Company and the 7th Legion have been allies from the start.

[Zaara]: Everyone should be VERY confidence of us.

Quarterflash nods, pointlessly, at Zaara.

[Tadget]: As for why we should put ourselves in someone else's hands… guys… this isn't some bald ex-actor we'd be answering to. It's HIGH COMMANDER WYRMBANE. THE LEGEND. Who by the way has all his hair. We think. He never takes off his helmet. Like, ever.

[Vesyllah]: This isn't helping to sell me on the idea, Tadge.

Quarterflash sighs softly.

[Thalstan]: So that's one option. Another would be — the 7th Legion has some history, at this point, with contractin’ out folk from Cobalt Company at need. We could be a Cobalt unit specially trusted by the 7th Legion, when they need a thing done and don't have hands to do it. We'd still be under Cobalt. Just contracting out to the 7th from time to time, as mercenaries do.

[Tadget]: But then we wouldn't be able to call ourselves 7th Legion!! That's like, the whole point! I've been working my butt off for this!!

[Thalstan]: We'd be Cobalt Blade, endorsed by the 7th Legion.

[Tadget]: It's not the same!

[Quarterflash]: If there are some of you who prefer not to join the military directly, we'd also be willing to accept those of you who are willing, and introduce you to some possible candidates to fill out your ranks.

[Vesyllah]: I didn't work my !@# off to be 7th Legion. It's you four I've bled with.

Tadget frowns sharply, and shuts up for a bit.

[Thalstan]: That brings me to a third option. None of us here signed up to Cobalt Blade for life. This job has meant a lot to me, but I wouldn't hold any o’ you back from doing what you want to do with your lives. If we close out Cobalt Blade here, I think we've still done a lot o’ good we can be proud of.

Tadget frowns even more. She folds her arms and looks sulky.

Zaara is frowning now too.

[Arthur]: And do what?

[Thalstan]: Well, if some of us want to go with the 7th Legion, and some want to stay with Cobalt… those are both paths.

[Tadget]: Would you still let me back into the 7th, even if these guys want to quit? *Tadget peers intently at Q.*

[Quarterflash]: You've certainly earned your place, yes, Sharpgear.

Vesyllah sighs, nodding to Thalstan. "To which I should say, let's be honest, I don't know how much longer I have. Now that I have a lead on that demonic $%^&* that slaughtered my sisters, I could be close to fulfilling my duties to the Night Warrior."

[Tadget]: So we take care of that, then you chill out and join the 7th Legion with us?
Tadget peers at Vesyllah searchingly.

Thalstan turns to Vesyllah. "Well, that's good! Right? What… what exactly does that mean for ye?"

[Arthur]: Yes. What will it mean, Ves?

Tadget stares Vesyllah down.

[Zaara]: I wish to help Vengeance fight her demonic !@#$%!

[Vesyllah]: Uh…I don't think you understand, Tadget. Elune gave me my life to fulfill this mission. I have no right to still be alive. Once the mission is completed…I mean…I expect she'll finally let me pass on.

[Tadget]: That's stupid! You aren't even sick!

[Zaara]: Wait, what?

Vesyllah sighs. "I'm not sick, but I should be dead."

[Zaara]: But you are not, so. Please define 'should'?

[Arthur]: Are you actually dead, Vesyllah?

Thalstan blinks. "But ye look fine!"

Vesyllah smirks at Thalstan. "Thanks, handsome. But that's not really the point."

[Tadget]: I mean, you're annoying, sure, but I don't think you deserve death exactly. Unless I get to do it.

Quarterflash scowls.

[Vesyllah]: It's not about what I deserve. It's just what it is. I begged Elune to let me live so I could claim vengeance for her. She held up her end of the bargain.

[Arthur]: Then don't borrow trouble, maybe. You're not dead. Elune didn't specifically say you were going to die when you got your vengeance, right?

Zaara points in Arthur's general direction.

[Vesyllah]: Elune doesn't specifically say anything. She communicates through omens, dreams. Visions and such.

Quarterflash begins to look like he has waded in way out of his depth here.

He's a gnome, his depth is not that deep.

[Tadget]: Okay, look, we can deal with Ves's delusions later. But right now, she's the only one who doesn't want to join the 7th, right? Right?? So if she's 'not going to be with us' anyway, we can just join right up, no problem. Right?

Vesyllah shrugs and nods to Tadget. "That's kinda my point, yeah."

[Arthur]: So live with a little uncertainty, maybe? Maybe you'll live. Maybe you'll get old, even. you don't know. Maybe Elune has more for you.

[Thalstan]: Maybe Elune will decide the best revenge is a long life well-lived. Who knows?

Quarterflash coughs gently into his fist.

Zaara casts a heal on Kerlo in case he is coming down with something.

[Arthur]: Maybe after you get your revenge, you'll need something else to do. And whatever that is, I would like to be there, my friend.

Vesyllah shrugs. "That will be up to the Goddess. But I wouldn't hold your breath."

[Arthur]: I'll keep breathing, and so will you. You'll see.

[Tadget]: So you'd all rather stick with this lunatic than let me have my DREAM?!?
Tadget's eyes well up.

[Zaara]: But we are a team. We should all dream together, yes?

[Thalstan]: I think we've got Vesyllah's vote, and her uncertainty. We've got Tadget's vote. Zaara and Arthur, what do ye think?

Tadget folds her arms and sniffles sangrily.

Quarterflash looks curiously to Zaara and Arthur.

[Arthur]: I want to stay together. But I don't see why we can't continue being Cobalt Blade.

[Zaara]: I think… I have done the military before. I could do this again. But… Cobolt Blade is how I prefer. I did not sign up because a man in a helmet. I signed up because a bald ex-actor. And you all.

Tadget sniffles LOUDER.

Zaara casts a little heal surreptitiously on Tadget too.

[Quarterflash]: Sharpgear, my dear, why is being with the 7th Legion so important to you?

[Tadget]: Because they're the BEST! They're badass! I deserve the BEST!

[Zaara]: Why are they bester than us? We have saved two worlds!

[Quarterflash]: Did you not say that Cobalt Blade has saved two worlds? Forgive me if I'm not up on your youthful terminology, but that sounds rather 'badass' to me.
Quarterflash points at Zaara.

[Vesyllah]: If the 7th Legion wants to contract with Cobalt Company to use us for a mission, I guess that's fine. I just don't particularly want to be under the command of some stuffy army commander. Or wear a uniform.

[Zaara]: We are not badass, we are BESTass.

Thalstan looks at Tadget, a little concerned. "I feel like 'best' can be subject to interpretation, aye?"

[Vesyllah]: It's true. You won't find better asses anywhere.

Thalstan chuckles, raising a hand to try to cover it.

[Zaara]: There are books about us. With pictures! I think the pictures are very good. I am told.

[Vesyllah]: Oh god, the pictures. Hey, if the 7th can put an end to the erotica, maybe I'll consider it.

[Zaara]: People write stories about us doing sex with each other. Because we are bestass.

[Arthur]: I don't think the erotica can be contained. Just…maybe don't read it.

Quarterflash blinks. "The - ? Never mind."

[Arthur]: Or glance at a random page just to see.

[Tadget]: But… um… I've been working to get back into the 7th for YEARS! That was the whole reason I DID the Cobalt Blade! Why else would I demean myself by doing little jobs for- I mean, okay, so the jobs got pretty big. Um. And we got pretty famous. Uhh.
Tadget looks confused.

Quarterflash patiently Waits For It.

Thalstan glances at Quarterflash, and follows him in patiently waiting for it.

[Tadget]: And uh, come to think of it, the 7th Legion has been doing a lot of losing lately. No offense, Q.

[Quarterflash]: *deeply offended* None taken.

[Vesyllah]: Tadget…I get you've wanted this, but that's not what we signed on for. I mean…yeah, I wasn't sure about this at first. But, y'know…you guys actually don't suck.

[Tadget]: Uhh… huh. You know how you can sometimes kinda get… tunnel vision? I think… I think maybe I did that. Kinda.

[Thalstan]: I think we've done impressive things, and I'm no' talking about erotica.

Vesyllah looks like she wants to argue…but nah, it's true.

[Arthur]: We have done amazing things.

[Tadget]: Like, I was so busy thinking I had to get back in the 7th that I … maybe failed to notice we actually kind of got… more badass than the 7th. Who keep losing. Again, no offense. But you've done some losing lately. Wrathgate, and Gilneas, and-

[Quarterflash]: Yes, yes, I'm aware, you needn't go on.

[Tadget]: So yeah, maybe you need US more than we need you.
Tadget folds her arms, this time triumphantly.

Zaara beams.

[Vesyllah]: Not to mention, you were 7th Legion and you kicked ass. You killed a !@#$ing god, as you like to remind us. And then you went on to save a few worlds with Cobalt Blade. That's pretty %^&*in' awesome.

[Tadget]: YEAH.

[Zaara]: 7th Losers! No offense!

[Quarterflash]: *deeply, mortally offended* None taken.

Zaara is experimenting with the power of 'no offense.'
[Zaara]: But if you need the help of Cobolt Blade, we are very happy to help.
[Zaara]: Perhaps we help you stop losing!

[Thalstan]: So aye, we can be the official helpers o' the 7th Legion, when they can't handle things.

[Vesyllah]: Maybe we could even train some of your people and teach them how to be badass again.

[Zaara]: BESTass.

That is probably not quite how Captain Sparkwire and Lt. Quarterflash presented the idea to Wyrmbane, but well…

[Arthur]: We can do much more. The point is to help Azeroth and Draenor, and to make people see that they can too. It's been working!

[Zaara]: Yes! To make people… see! That they can be heroes! Less attractive, but also heroes.

Quarterflash nods thoughtfully. "My wife felt much the same. I suppose it could be agreeable to all parties, then, if the 7th Legion enters a cooperative arrangement with the existing entity known as Cobalt Blade, to request their assistance in certain matters?"

[Zaara]: Without having to have bad army asses.

Tadget cackles maniacally at Zaara.

[Zaara]: I will vote yes to enter a cooperative arrangement with the existing entity of the 7th Legion to lend our assistance so they stop losing.
[Zaara]: … no offense. The losing is no offense, yes? Because facts?

[Thalstan]: I think it sounds like that's our decision, aye? And Ves… let me know what ye need for yer vengeance, and I'm ready to argue with Elune fer yer life if it comes to it.

Vesyllah gives Thalstan a half smile. "We'll talk about that later."
[Vesyllah]: But sure. 7th Legion contracts, I guess. As long as we keep our own command structure. I mean…we'll do the missions we're given. But we work best when left to our own devices. It also makes for great literature, apparently.

Quarterflash sighs. He may be slightly offended.
[Quarterflash]: I would happily serve as a liaison between the 7th Legion and Cobalt Blade, given my long devotion to the service of the 7th and my deep, abiding, eternal respect, affection, and loyalty to Cobalt Company. *Who knew that was how to pronounce 'Jocoza'?*
[Quarterflash]: I think it would work well, as it is not too different from the way we interact with our Expeditionary Units. But you would retain your name and any associated… trademarks, public relations, and so on.

[Tadget]: And if 7th Legion becomes cool again, I can still say "Oh yeah I did this for the 7th Legion" or whatever. Right?

[Thalstan]: I think ye can, aye? Anything done under contract.

[Zaara]: Or the 7th Legion can say, "Oh, we got to do this with the Cobolt Blade!! From the books!!!"

[Tadget]: Ha!
Tadget points at Zaara.

Quarterflash just sighs.

[Thalstan]: And we won't have to wear uniforms.

[Tadget]: Uniforms are hot. But I guess I look hot in anything.
[Tadget]: Okay, I guess I'm on board then. I'm glad, because I would have been pretty bummed if I got to be in the 7th again but none of you jerks came with me.

Thalstan smiles at Tadget.

Vesyllah smirks.

[Zaara]: Why can we not make our own hot uniforms?
[Zaara]: If you want uniforms.

[Vesyllah]: Because uniforms suuuuck.

[Tadget]: Because Ves would be a jerk about it.
Tadget says simultaneously with Ves.

Vesyllah is a jerk about it.

Tadget cackles maniacally at Vesyllah.

[Zaara]: But Vengeance, what if VERY hot?

[Arthur]: We totally could, you know. We could all dress like Ves.

[Tadget]: NOOOOOOOO.

[Zaara]: Yes! We can dress like Ves! How does Ves dress?

[Vesyllah]: Art, you would die if you tried to dress like me.

[Arthur]: Of the cold? Certainly.

[Tadget]: Though I would look hot in that.
[Tadget]: Oh and Zaara would look SUPER hot in that. Art too.

[Zaara]: I vote in favor!

[Tadget]: Maybe Thalstan less so.

[Vesyllah]: Back off my style, losers.

Tadget cackles maniacally at Vesyllah.

Quarterflash sighs. He might be feeling a bit relieved these people are not directly under his command.

[Thalstan]: I feel like that might not be exactly my style. Wouldn't go great wi' all the hair.

Quarterflash clears his throat. "So the lot of you would be amenable to my serving as a liaison? Informing you of potential missions and so forth?"

[Zaara]: This is very good also for our PR. Cobolt Blade! The people the 7th Legion call on when they need to win!

Quarterflash siiiiiiighs.

[Thalstan]: Aye. Ye can send me a note whenever anything comes up, Quarterflash.

Vesyllah shrugs at Kerlo. "Sure. Having Mr. Sparkwire as our contact seems alright."

[Quarterflash]: In the meantime, if I may humbly make a suggestion - when you do not have a mission, you might avail yourselves of the ECHO facility in Dalaran. Are you familiar with it?
[Quarterflash]: The 7th Legion has begun to make frequent use of the ECHO, due to the intensity of the training combined with the complete lack of permanent injury or lethality.
[Quarterflash]: I've tried it out myself, and I assure you it is at least 98.7% as riveting and challenging as real combat.

[Zaara]: Yes!

[Arthur]: It's pretty fun, actually!

[Vesyllah]: Yeah, it's alright. Just not really as thrilling as knowing you could die any moment.

[Thalstan]: Aye, we've given it a try — went back to Old Hillsbrad. An illusion o' time travel, quite the thing.

[Quarterflash]: Ah, so you're familiar! Excellent! I will liaise with the Illusionist and make certain you have regular access.
[Quarterflash]: No wait lists for you!
Quarterflash smiles.

[Thalstan]: It'll be good to keep us sharp while we wait for the next apocalypse.

[Tadget]: Yeah. I get cranky if I don't get to stab things.

[Zaara]: She does. It is true.

[Tadget]: And the ECHO things seem like they're bleeding and dying and stuff. So it's just as satisfying.

[Vesyllah]: She frequently doesn't get to stab things, it seems.

[Zaara]: Yes.
[Zaara]: She needs much more things to stab often.

Tadget stares at them, crankily.

Vesyllah smirks wryly at Tadget.

[Quarterflash]: Any other questions or concerns?

[Zaara]: I have a question!

[Vesyllah]: Yeah. How do you get your bangs all erect like that?

[Zaara]: Oooh. My question was how is Captain Sparkwire, but the erect one is good also.

[Quarterflash]: They grow that direction naturally. I got tired of trying to tame them.

[Vesyllah]: Wild.

[Quarterflash]: My hair is a bit… wiry in the front, alas.
[Quarterflash]: Other questions?

[Vesyllah]: Zaara wants to know how the Captain is doing.

Thalstan looks on at the proudly erect hair in approval.

[Quarterflash]: She is quite healthy! But… well, as you know, gnomes' joints are… extra flexible, yes?

[Vesyllah]: They are?
Vesyllah looks to Tadget.

[Zaara]: Yes! Mayhem bends all kind of ways.

[Tadget]: Yep.

[Vesyllah]: Figured that was just you.

[Tadget]: We can unhinge most of our joints at will.

[Zaara]: Mayhem is so unhinged!

[Quarterflash]: So adding the weight of two unborn gnomes to a skeleton that is… so very flexible… it makes sudden movements… inadvisable.

Vesyllah snorts!

[Zaara]: Ohhhh I see.

[Quarterflash]: We are keeping her very safe.

[Thalstan]: I hope ye do. It's just a few more months now, aye?

[Quarterflash]: They are likely to be born a bit early.
Quarterflash looks a little nervous.

[Tadget]: Oh you think YOU have problems.
[Tadget]: You should've seen MY birthing. It was like a war zone.

Quarterflash pales slightly.

[Vesyllah]: Yeah. Tadget had triplets while killing an Old God and doing endless backflips and cooking a ten course meal for sixty people.

[Thalstan]: I don't think there's anything the Cobalt Blade can do on that mission, but I hope things go well.

Quarterflash laughs, a little shaky. "Thank you, Stouthammer."

[Zaara]: Mayhem is THREE babies! So, again, bestass.

[Tadget]: That's me, always the BEST.

[Quarterflash]: Yes, well, I am pleased for my wife not to outdo you in the matter of dramatic births.

[Zaara]: But also yes, I am healer and I will come help immediately! If Captain Sparkwire needs a thing! I can make very good soup!
[Zaara]: Does Captain Sparkwire like terocones?

[Quarterflash]: That is most kind of you, Zaara, thank you. And… possibly? They contain very nutritious oils.

[Thalstan]: Ah, then maybe there are some things the Blade can do t'help.

Zaara nods firmly at Kerlo. "Yes! I make her some terocone loaf and soup, then."

[Quarterflash]: It's important for gnomes to meet their daily allowance of nutritious oils, you know.
[Quarterflash]: Due to our mechanical heritage.

[Zaara]: We will keep her oiled.

Tadget snerks.

[Quarterflash]: Anything else, before I return to Stormwind?

[Thalstan]: I think our future is well in hand. *Thalstan says with a smile*

[Vesyllah]: Could you bring me some pie?

Quarterflash blinks at Vesyllah.

Vesyllah deadpans him.

[Quarterflash]: I suppose so…
[Quarterflash]: Anything else before I find a pie merchant?

[Tadget]: He is such a good little soldier.

Vesyllah just nods. Very Seriously.

[Quarterflash]: Or does anyone else want anything from the pie merchant?

[Zaara]: Oh, yes! That is very nice of you, thank you. I will have cherry.

[Thalstan]: Ye don't have to do that. *Thal says, glancing at Ves, and then at Zaara* But if you're there anyway, I like apple.

Quarterflash whips out a little mini-notebook and begins to take notes.
[Quarterflash]: cherry… apple…

Tadget just cracks up.
[Tadget]: Oh yeah, he's gnona make a great liaison.

[Zaara]: Oh, unless there is the lemon thing? What is the lemon one called? Lemon mangle?

[Quarterflash]: Merengue.

[Zaara]: If there is lemon mangle I like this better. Yes, that one.

[Quarterflash]: I'll check.

[Zaara]: But otherwise, cherry.

Quarterflash adjusts his notes.

[Vesyllah]: Moonberry, please. But with a crumble top, not a lattice.

[Quarterflash]: Crumble… not lattice… *Kerlo might be sweating slightly.*
[Quarterflash]: Sharpgear? Reeves? Anything for you?

[Tadget]: I'd like a pumpkin cupcake. Or maybe some Winter Veil cookies.

[Zaara]: Any PIE thing, *Zaara says sternly.* He is not here to run errand for us. Only pies.

Quarterflash is definitely sweating.

[Tadget]: Okay fine. Just whatever pie is most expensive.

[Quarterflash]: *notes* …expensive…
[Quarterflash]: Very well. If there's nothing further, I shall see about the pies.

[Thalstan]: Thank ye. I'll see that we return the favor next time.

[Vesyllah]: Excellent. This will go in your evaluation.

[Quarterflash]: Oh how kind of you!
[Quarterflash]: I shall be back anon.

[Tadget]: He's going to look all over Ironforge for someone that sells lemon merengue pies now.

[Zaara]: I said that cherry will be okay!

Tadget cackles maniacally at Zaara.

[Vesyllah]: I can't believe he's actually getting us pie.

Thalstan looks around at everyone. "Lt. Quarterflash is not our runner, ye know. I'm going to make sure my ma makes him something nice, in exchange."

[Tadget]: Awww, I think he likes being an errand boy.

[Zaara]: Well I said I will make Captain Sparkwire some soup.

[Tadget]: You can tell he's used to having a pregnant wife, amirite?
[Tadget]: Just go get whatever weird thing she asks for.

[Thalstan]: True, true. So I suppose we're on trading food terms with the fellow now.

[Vesyllah]: We should send him some Cobalt Blade erotica as a thank you. He seemed so interested in that.

Tadget giggles.
Tadget cackles maniacally at Vesyllah.

[Thalstan]: I uh… I'll leave it to you to pick out th' best one.

Tadget is in danger of falling off her chair, from giggles.

[Zaara]: Yes! Oh, do the one with Mayhem and me and Arthur's water elemental.

[Vesyllah]: The Arthalstan ones are the best.

[Tadget]: Wait, the water elemental???

[Zaara]: Ooooh yes, you did not read it?

[Tadget]: …can it be warmed up?

[Zaara]: In the story yes because I am a shaman!!!

Tadget cackles maniacally at Zaara.

Vesyllah snickers.

[Tadget]: I definitely need to check that one out.

Zaara nods solemnly
[Zaara]: But it is very fictional. I can do many things with water but NOT some of those.

[Tadget]: I'll keep that in mind.

[Arthur]: Oh goodness.

Tadget giggles at Arthund.
Tadget gently pats Arthund.

[Thalstan]: I'll uh… keep that in mind. And not check into it. *Thalstan takes a breath.* Looking forward to the future with you lot — I'm glad we had this talk.

[Tadget]: And pie.

[Thalstan]: And pie. *Thalstan allows*

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