Mutter something about orcs and how they always seem to annihilate themselves with overestimating their constitution.
Tethenar then steps over the orc, leaving him where he lay.
Elyssa walks slowly over to the Sin'dorei, weapons sheathed and hands up in a conciliatory gesture. She gently pats Tethenar on the pauldrons and enquires how it will take before the Blood Knights tire of their Lich Queen.
Punch her in the face.
(( Skip me ))
(( Skip me ))
facepalm, alot.. then simply state that not everyone follows a mad leader and only few may chose to
then have a casual conversation about Elune and how she may infact be a naaru acording to Fhae'ya's 'research'
then have a casual conversation about Elune and how she may infact be a naaru acording to Fhae'ya's 'research'
Whilst making very non-idle threats to Tethenar for the punch, she merely suggests to the Lightforged that telling Kaldorei that 'Elune is a Naaru' ill-advised, if not suicidal. And steers her clear away from any Priestesses of the Moon, lest they decide to make an example of the 'poor spacegoat'.
Skip Me!
Skip Me!
Politely say she hardly expresses any interest in the faith discussions and discretely walk away, giving Elyssa a little frown on the way.
Look at with a narrow eye before offering her a piece of paper, if she looks at it she'll see it is a bill.
"How much it cost to fix the burn damage you caused to my clothes, hope you're happy.."
"How much it cost to fix the burn damage you caused to my clothes, hope you're happy.."
Rorick looks at the piece of paper, specifically at the cost of the repairs.
"Mate, I hope this whole thing at least left you with a good story to tell."
"Mate, I hope this whole thing at least left you with a good story to tell."
Talk about the things in the life
Question her and her behavior, then her attire, and finally, Offer advice on how to dress for hallow's end.
Politely suggest a tea brewed with holy water and mint leaves. It is unclear if the Lightforged was being genuine or irritated.
Flirt. Aggressively.
Questions if she's a shaman of the earthen ring with her attire, claiming that its befitting a fire caller.
Politely inquire if the Orc belongs to the Earthen Ring. If the answer is yes, the paladin would salute him with respect and ask how he can help with healing Azeroth.
Nendrovus overhears the question as he passes through the crowd and shimmies in between the orc and the human. He quickly starts making an absolutely stunning offer to both of them about his newest product that is 100% CERTIFIED to heal any wounds to Azeroth and/or social lives within reason.
Express a large amount of dissatisfaction in regards to Nendrovus attempting to sell something which would help heal Azeroth, instead of simply helping to heal Azeroth, surmising that survival of the planet, and thus himself, would be more than enough of a reward in and of itself for the Shal'dorei.
Look at the orc and feel some vague sadness, reminded of the legacy and culture he lost touch with.
Attempt to lead him to a nearby deathgate away from whatever he is staring at.
"Should not dally around here."
"Should not dally around here."
Merely shrug at her Brother Knights, and remark that they should avoid the mistakes that the mortals are making now.
Ask if she may perform an autopsy on Elyssarain's brain, promising the Death Knight it'll be alright as she graduated with honors at the Dalaran class on 'The Anatomy of Fantastical Beasts and Creatures' 57 years ago.