Preparations Must Be Made.

Ah, my favorite fellow in the halls of Karazhan.

Its become personal tradition to at least flirt and purr at this fellow, since generally during the battle, Kost winds up getting garroted first or near first. (There have been times where Kost has gotten out completely unscathed) But generally when she is still sitting there slowly bleeding to death, and by chance is protected, dear Moroes turns around and makes sure she stays dead.

Love hurts. Doesn't it?

...I've gone and made a mess...