Travelling - Part 2 - Departure

We've just arrived from our travel. Arda got asleep on her feet just as she went across the door and I had to take her to her bed...
Sweet home...since we departed we've encountered many problems.

Ding-dong-ding
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Abyssal Airlines, where any place is reachable.
[Flight master]:> How many are travelling?
[Arda]:> 2 and baggage
[Flight master]:> Where are you going with all that bags? You can only take one bag per person weighting less than 20 kilos.
[Beregorn]:> Only one bag??? And what we do with the rest???
[Flight master]:> Our transports won't bear more than 20 kilos per traveller, if you take more theres is danger of crashing. We have a bank right here so you can let your things there
[Beregorn]:> But I need my arrows!!! And what about our pets? They can't fly neither? And our mounts?
[Flight master]:> They can, but they will go on another flight and with a recharge
[Arda]:> Ok, if there's no other option..........
...
[Flight master]:> Okay, pass through the arch.
[Flight master]:> First the lady, put all your metallic belongings on the tray.
[Arda]:> What did he call me!?
[Beregorn]:> Do as he says Arda...

The tray got quickly filled up with her watch, wallet, keys, belt and daggers.
She passed through the arch with no problem. Then it was my turn. I left my wallet, my arrow bag, my keys and went through the arch...

MEC!MEC!MEC!
[Flight master]:> Are you wearing anything metallic?
[Beregorn]:> Let me see....it must be the belt.....
MEC!MEC!MEC!
[Beregorn]:> Sorry, I forgot about my necklace....
MEC!MEC!MEC!
[Flight master]:> Sir, have you ever been operated of something in which they had to put you something metallic inside which would make the arch sound?
[Beregorn]:> No, but....

I had to hit a guard twice and my sister had to threat another two so they stopped laughing......yeah, the reason why the arch was beeping were my horseshoes...you won't be thinking that I am going to walk feet-naked all the day knowing all the spikes that are on the ground...
After a couple of hours we arrived to Northrend. It was a beautiful place, but a bit cold and people talked in a very strange language, though its accent reminded me that of my land.
Just as we mounted down we saw our bags and mounts coming in another flight. When they arrived we collected them and head towards the hotel.

It wasn't bad, it was a 4-murloc hotel, so it shouldn't be too bad. Once in the room I started unpackaging while Arda inspected the rest of the room. She went to the closet, to the other closet, to the kitchen, to the bath...

[Arda]:> AAAAHHH!!!!
CLONG!!!!
[Beregorn]:> Arda, are you all right?
[Arda]:> Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, it's just that there was a cockroach in the bath...
[Beregorn]:> Have you smashed it?
[Arda]:> More or less.....it's dead anyway...
[Beregorn]:> What have you done? >.>
[Arda]:> Kill it....

When I got to the bathroom I saw Arda trying to unstuck her dagger from the ground of the bath...
[Beregorn]:> You still surprise me sometimes with your brutality....
[Arda]:> What? It's dead, isn't it? problem solved...