Now, as far as Driva is concerned the world is put right in order: Zyr is back. Just like that, "pop" out of nowhere. Beyond Redemption had a romantic picnic scheduled for Tueseday evening, and there she was, like no time had gone by at all. Silly Driva is dizzy with all sorts of feelings, love and happiness marching at the front. I'll spare you a detailed account of that and stay with reporting about the evening, with pictures of course!

Chiryo in blue, Meelai the one in ponytail, Raptre with a new haircut. Next to her Vigorat, also new hair, and above him Zyr. Cruo is tanning beside Driva in the top middle.

There she is. If I had no pictures I might have thought I imagined things!

We heard the King of Stormwind had come back, so we went to pay him our respects... or poke him. We met Kargonsa on the way, a tight mouthed sarcastic warrior from the guild.

Looks mean.

Oh noes! Chiryo poked the king! Driva doesn't want to be thrown into the Stockades!

We fled to Deeprun Tram and Ironforge.

This king I poked. He is nice. Doesn't throw you in horrible prison.

Long story behind this picture... We went to Gnomeregon, a second time for me. Maybe I'll mention it in a later note, we will see. Now it's time for bed.

Adventures in Nagrand! Driva and Brouham are busy busy these days. Killing demons, jumping on trampolines, flying dragons... No time to write!

Driva is happy to announce that the Mechanostrider is now available in super size! Visit Milli Featherwhistle and get yours today!

Chromie is undoubtly one of the most beautiful and polite dragons I've met.

Driva gasps at Tombgobbler.
Kaladaz grins.
Kaladaz says: He's harmless really... He's quite cuddly, in fact. Only chews people's limbs off when instructed.
Driva: Truly? It wasn't he who ate the gryphon master?
Kaladaz: Heh, no.
Driva: Oh.
Driva smiles.
Driva gently pat Tomgobbler.
Driva: Feels icky.
Kaladaz: That's the rotting flesh. You get used to it.
Driva looks dismayed.
Driva: I don't want to sleep with it, it's the ugliest face I've seen.
Kaladaz: I daresay not many would... Even I make him sit outside inns. If it makes you uncomfortable...
(Tomgobbler goes away)
Driva: Thanks!
Kaladaz bows before Driva.
Driva bows before Kaladaz.
Kaladaz: I aim to please. Now, if you'll excuse me.
Driva: My lord.
Kaladaz: Farwell, gnome maiden.
Kaladaz blows Driva a kiss.
Driva: And you.

It is part of Dear Driva's job to sometimes escort people through tough neighbourhoods. Once or twice she gets to escort an extraordinary client. In Felwood, this ghost needed Driva's assistance! I brought him to safety where he regained his physical form. It was a grand day in Driva's life to make friends with such a being.

I found two blood elves in this! Isn't this gnome engineering? Evil thieves! I would cut them but they were to fast for my mechanostrider.