They’re great with the waffle cone, too.
They don’t have much call for soldiers of the Light in Tanaris, but they do appreciate – and pay well – soldiers in general. As always, when passing through, I like to stop by the racetrack on the Flats and enjoy a little goblin-on-gnome mayhem.
I admit it, I just watch to see the crashes. Goblins + gunpowder + more gunpowder = really big explosions. As a Dwarf, I really do appreciate that sort of thing. As a Wildhammer, doubly so.
And they usually tip well when I help heal their shattered bodies afterward.
Today, something was different. I saw a familiar silhouette by the ice cream vendor. And it looked like she was buying a cone for her squire.
“Flora! I didn’t expect to see you here.”
I’ve never seen a warlock jump so high in all my life.
“Amus … um … hi! Fancy meeting you here!”
“Getting a little treat for the squire, I see. That’s mighty kind of you. Yep!” The squire beamed.
“Yes … the squire … Andy likes the butterscotch, don’t you, Andy?”
“Yes, milady! It’s my favorite!”
“That’ll be ten silver, ma’am,” Brivelthwerp piped up.
“Ten … that’s for two cones.”
Flora flushed a little, “Well … yeah. Might as well have one, too, since I came all this way.”
“Listen … Amus … it wouldn’t do for this sort of thing to get around Stormwind. You know … evil matron of Demonic forces … ice cream cones … just doesn’t … well, what I’m saying is, I’d make it worth your …”
“I’ll take a butter Pecan sundae, extra nuts.”
What can I say? I’m a sucker for the butter pecan. Especially with the hot fudge on top.