Beat the living snot out of his shin for asking such questions of my vertically-impaired cousin.
I would try to seduce his succubus
āPuntā in 10 characters.
Steal his wallet, and then Iāll go buy myself an ice cream.
Trow her ice cream to the floor.
āNow go give the wallet back to him! Or iāll have you dragged to a barrow den!ā
i would use the magic of the green dragonflight to grow a beautiful tree for Elrian, then i would set it on fire
You mean dragon!
Donāt be sad Elrian. Martok bake you a nice cake!
Tough one, but I am certain an Orc knowing magic might sell well on the Black Market.
Introduce the worgen to the felhound.
āSlavetrade is a disgusting and vile tradeā
Lecturing the Elf about better choice of glasses in case of looks.
Iād try to convince her that the greatest source of light is fire.
Ask where the best tavern is and have a friendly ale drinking competition together, knowing very well this scaly healer canāt hold their liquorā¦
Shoot him from the sky and make a nice new scale cloak.
Ordinarily more than happy to meet a Kaldorei with a bowā¦
However, this one just shot one of our new scaly friends out of the sky to make a new cloak.
Frosthowl would knock him out, steal his armour and donate it to a random friendly adventurer in Valdrakken.
Hopefully honouring Barcusā memory.
I would give her a bellyrub and doggy treats
Would look on in utter outrage as Zhantharion gave Frosthowl a bellyrub in part due to the sheer nerve of treating a Worgen like some common canineā¦and part that he was not offered any treats!
Would still the treats from Zhantharion and run off cackling like a maniac
Iād capture the whole incident on my S.E.L.F.I.E. camera. My only regret is that it wouldnāt record the sound of Baervarg cackling.
Would offer the Paladin a hearty meal of roast boars, at leats tow barrel of ale and two, no, three succubus to tempt him to join me
And cookies
Green cookies made with heart and soul
Not my heart and not my soul, but stillā¦
We have cookies
Looks suspiciously at the warlocks cookiesā¦
Nah! Martok not even gonna try them. He remembers what those mean warlocks did to him long ago. Martok stick to his own cakes thank you very much!
And slowly walks away from the warlockā¦ a Draenei warlock of all things!
Hey buddy!
Here at the Hyena!
Come closerā¦ donāt be shy!
Iām just an innocent little Vulprera, aā¦ Purveyor of Questionable Goods
Trinkets, foodsā¦ potions
Take this bubbling green stuff for example
It will give you power!
Taste itā¦
Savor itā¦
Drink itā¦
Yesā¦ yesā¦
You can trust me