Featuring Meridith The strange blue man - this eredar, this draenei - was clearly in pain, and Apothecary Azethen was clearly amused. Meridith watched with a sort of detatched scientific curiosity as the concoction Azethen gave him took effect, causing the strange beautiful creature's face to distort in agony. He cried out in his alien language, a strange, deep, musical sound, then collapsed onto the floor, unconscious. The black-robed Apothecary cackled. The young undead woman frowned to herself as she knelt beside the draenei, checking his vital signs. "He's still alive," she said softly, as much to herself as to the other undead. She glanced over at him, her glowing yellow eyes peering out from under the wide brim of her red hat as he examined the subject with relish. She flinched inwar