Standing on the Zeppelin platform was not nearly as unpleasant as their last time. His captive from before was now his companion. The guards near the zeppelin were looking for a rogue and a human, not a poor, half-clothed Forsaken and a bag of bones wrapped only in a hooded cloak. Silently they stood there waiting for the zeppelin to arrive. Horde trickled in and stood beside them, unseeing and uncaring. Lucia was visibly nervous at first. She had to place great trust in the potions disguise and it was difficult to do being surrounded by ones enemies. It was not that she doubted the disguises ability, it was the consequences if it were to fail. She felt a gloved hand slip into hers and warm, glowing eyes looked at her. She smiled up at her rogue and the tension slipped away. Their wait w