In Maldraxxus, coins has no value. You pay in blood and fights. You wouldn’t survive a second in Theater of Pain.
I just can’t resist a beauty who is a beast
Come to Necrolords with me then and let us prowl in the shadows together yes?
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I became a Venthyr my dear 
But now, every mirror is a door for me and we have nice parties with the nobles and occasional manhunts for guilty souls hunts as a sport to pass time…
Have a dinner in my crypt manor and we could talk… maybe I can bite your lovely neck convince you to join… 
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I find beauty in battle. It’s…soothing. But as you can’t find beauty in battle, you are not worth my time. Prove yourself in Theather of Pain and we shall speak.
Sadly i don’t really date corpses. Next!
If you’re nice, I’ll share my bone with you.
Well you have a bone… i have balls!
Whos the good boy!? Whos the goohoood boooy?
Ooohh, a football. Punt Now where was that person who wanted a potential date? I sure don’t see anyone.
Come to Maldraxxus and we shall fight together.
We are better than that!
Not Scourge anymore, remember?
And not some glorified gladiators tearing each other apart for the amusemnet of others
Come, the Venthyr will accept you too!
We even have a certain Priiiiienceeee…
Not to mention, in velvet, you would lok fabolus!
Heck to the no. Next!
-Opens wine bottle and pours a glass- So, you come here often?
Switch the glasses she poured the wine in to
Not that I don’t trust you or anything… but you are a Human AND a Rogue… 
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Well, that is understandable and valid. But fret not, my fellow Rogue. I’m the good and honest kind that would steal from the rich. Therefore, the wine. 
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Mhm…
You know, the rich have food and wine tasters for a reason.…?
I think the courtly “games” are more deadly the Port of Zem’lan in rush hour
Personally I wouldn’t trust anything that comes from a Noble’s wine cellar…
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Laughs You? Really? Even abomination’s hand does more damage you would.
But do you know what abominations need?
Parts!
Are you a donor?
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*Hit Blackscár with a cast iron frying pan
Repeatedly *
Bact to the grave spawn of Evil!!!