“Alright, can we all just staph tah’ goblin bashin’ once and for all? We have feelin’s too ya’ know! If yah’ ask me for somethin’ and I consider yah’ mah’ friend I’ll gladly do it! Sure I may need tah’ control mah’ appetite for destruction along tha’ way, but that’s beside tah’ point!”
Peers at the Draenei as she walks away. Scratching his head for a few moments he eventually calls out:
“What’s so damn funny 'bout that there cake, lass?”
“Perhaps she is laughing for she carries a food that fills one with weakness, rather than strength. I would not laugh, but the existence of such foolwork amuses me none the less.”
“Well, that would be a shame, wouldn’t it? I’d prefer to just eat the cake, to be honest.”
“So, what, are going to discuss cake all day instead? Hurry up and choose, my coffee’s getting cold!” Astrophel stands crossed arms with a tapping foot, waiting behind the elf in a queue near the cake and sweet treat stand.
Ilysiel peers behind the human on the queue infront, standing next in line behind him, “You know, I don’t think they would notice if you cut in line, just saying.”
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“You elves show too much politeness. if you want something take it by force, especially if its dalarans worlds famous cake then double on it.”
Erah would then skip the line, shoving and pushing anyone in his path.
“Like I said force, especially if it’s something that taste this good.”
“By that logic, if I want your… uh… Wow, you have nothing at all worth taking. But for the sake of argument, if I wanted your silly shoulderpad, I’d be right to stab you to death and take it. Not really a great way to run a society.”
“Getting all stabby is quite the dramatic escalation, don’t you think?” Astrophel takes a bite of doughnut covered in blue sparkly icing, before washing down in his now tepid coffee.
“Besides, doesn’t the orc realise he’s causing a petty raucous in the city of magic? Why do you think our prison only holds persons of considerable power? What do you think we do with the little ones…?”
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“Well now, you had my attention but now you have my curiosity…!”
Zymara smiles raising a glass of wine
“I would love to hear more”
“Not much too say,” he speaks his mouth quite full with the last few bites. “You make yourself too known you you simply get ejected, well from what I’ve heard anyway.”
Eyeing up the glass of wine, “Ooo, nice. Which year is that from? I’m off, but a new bottle of something nice will be a thing to look forward to.”
“Ah, a wine enthusiast are you?”
Lianore taps her chin.
“I’m from a family of rather successful vintners. Were it otherwise, I would not be clad in so much gold and silk. Woefully however, I often find the plebeian masses to be uneducated in what precisely they’re pouring down their gullet. Such as Nightborne foot sweat.”
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“Still sour about Vintner Iltheux tricking you to help to meet the quota?”
Thyrellas smiles sipping a glass of Arcwine
“Not at all. My feet simply taste better.”
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looks at the elf a moment, then her feet, then her face, then her feet
Do… do elves eat dere own feet?
Dats a bit weird.
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Don’t balme her dear, most devolved back to Troll level and started to practice cannibalism again
On the other hand, after ten thousand years under that shield, I’m more than willing to try new… tastes. What kind of wine goes with a Sin’dore feet?
“People sure do have strange fetishes these days. anyway, I overheard you like feet seasoning.”
Pulls out a small bottle from under his cloak filled with what seems like burnt ash. on the side of the small bottle, it has a small gnomish like name kraz- after the first 4 letters, the rest seems to dissipate.
“I can give you 1 for 5 pieces of gold… deal?”
A sinister smile appears on the Worgen face, as he whispers to himself.
"I’ve been meaning to get rid of this eviden- Uh, I mean bottle of spice. "
“Sure. I would like to do nothing more than to obviously buy that thing from you, which it is not dubious at all given that you are muttering your clearly dubious doing out loud. What could go wrong I say?”
“Good to see someone has a good eye for business even though you have no eyes. so how much? I’ll give you 1 for 8 pieces of gold. the premium was just raised happens sometimes.”
“Rookie! That’s not how you make a sale at all! You must have suave, some “pizazz!”, and you have to compliment them! Alot! I like that part in particular.”
“Also? You HAVE to make them think they’re getting a DEAL! Not saying “Oh premium was raised!” No! What you have to do is you say something like… I don’t know… “Hey, for somebody as marvelous as you? Let’s cut that price down by 30%…” See? Easy!”
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