cracks a menacing grin
âBetraying our people for power did not stop you from wearing our colours, now did it? But who am I to judge?â
Cautiously looks at the Demon Hunter.
âNice tattoos. You do have a good sense for colors, for certain, my lady!â Bows graciously.
âTsk⌠could be worse. But 'tis a bit too⌠human, for my tastes. Wearing only such crude leather and nothing else, in addition to the colours being seemingly just designed to get dirty. EughâŚâ
âSimple yet elegant, you look quite charming in those robes of yours. The colour of your robes compliments the one of your hair, while those gold trimmings create a nice contrast with the rest of your dress. I strongly doubt that any tailor living in your⌠new city couldâve came up with any of those qualities, so is it your own creation perhaps?â
(I change my mog around a lot, Iâm sorry!
The appearence being spoken of in the above post was Kynandris wearing the imbued netherweave robe, I believe.)
SKIP SKIP SKIP!!!
@ Savoren
Ihriell grimaces slightly while looking the Demon Hunter in what would be his eyes. âIf you wish for someone to bother taking your state of dress into account, perhaps you should follow the precedence set by the rest of your kin and don a blindfold, so that we are not subjected to staring at the billowing clouds of fel emerging from your empty eye sockets.â
âOh, a blonde sinâdorei! I used to be a blonde too, before this whole Void incident consequences of which were nearly fatal. But thatâs a story for another occasion⌠yeah, I like her blonde hair! About her armor⌠well, Iâm not going to lie. Plate is hardly my thing. But. I like the colours! They speak home, to some degree. And her headwear is something that greatly interests me. Is it the Arcane that makes it float or something else? I must know!â
âSomeoneâs a little homesickâ The Nightborne crudely remarks
Claraux gestures towards Thudrell in a flippant manner, scanning him up and down quickly before looking away in a rather disinterested manner. â⌠and in contrast, it looks like someone is unaware of where they hail from. Do show some self respect. Just because we are allies, it does not mean we should forsake out heritage in favour of donning shards of military rust.â
âI completely agree, my Night Elven Priestess.â
Claraux snickers slightly. âA pantsless tramp insinuating my robes arenât an authentic Shalâdorei design simply because it looks similar to those a race which devolved from us tends to don? How whimsical, indeed.â
She then offers a sympathetic smile before assessing the Renâdoreiâs outfit. âWhat do I think of your outfit? Well, it isnât very much of an outfit at all, is it? I believe it indicates you as nothing more than a shameless hussy ⌠how and ever, I suppose that simply allows you to represent your racial heritage more accurately. Kudos on that. Enjoy the humans gawking at you.â
Thuldrell gawks at Clarauxâs rear.
âHeh, really accentuates her butt. Doesnât it? I think I should tell her the irony in that⌠but then againâŚâ Thuldrell continues his perverted stares.
Well someoneâs makinâ their allegiances clear.
Shame itâs gotta be through wearinâ somethinâ that looks like it was assembled outta surplus scrap metal by some blacksmithâs apprentice.
Hmph! Not too shabbyâŚI guessâŚfor a gnomeâŚNow I reckon on a reaaal gal thatâd look super prettifuls, witâ all them nice silks anâ cogwheels anâ stuff.
Someone elegant, someone witâ some class and charm, someone likeâŚme.
Does elegance, class and charm usually come in the form of Pirate costumes?
I mean it might be in Freehold, pirates have an odd sense of those things.
Simple yet elegant and more importantly, functional
But truth to be told, Iâm a bit concerned about those fel-crystals around your neck my Ered⌠Draenei friend.
Or they are emerald chunks?
For some reason, the only thing my brain can think about is how your glaives are mismatched~
âLikewise my⌠void infested âfriendâ, all I can think about is your⌠everything, you want some pants? I got some for sale, if you want! Theyâre fashionable, I assure you! And trendy! I uhâŚâ Nendrovus pauses as he canât help but stare at her. âIâm just offering you on the off-chance somebody gets the wrong idea! You know? Now, Iâm not saying youâre a prostitute! You seem like quite the upstanding void lady! itâs Just that you happen to be wearing the uniform of a lady of the night!â The Nightborne quickly rethinks what he says, and hopes to whatever deity is out there that she doesnât take offense
âActually! You know what! You keep doing your thing! Donât let me convince you otherwise! Take care! Toodaloo!â Nendrovus quickly sprints away, looking over his shoulder to make sure heâs not being chased by anything void related.