A large demon huntress shuffles awkwardly up next to Talraea. Zirahael then pulls out a slightly burnt piece of paper; coughs; and starts to 'read'.
"Oh my little blue Tal
Your voice is as beautiful to me as a thousand demonic souls screaming out in eternal agony
Your cobalt skin is so smooth and delicious I could eat you raw
Your glowing eyes burn as bright as the malfunctioning core of a fel reaver about to blow
And I would happily burn this entire world to ashes...
... just to spend a small eternity with you."
The abnormally pale elf arrives in time to hear the demon huntress' verses before muttering a single word. "Cute." She says while walking away closing any door for a date.
"Well, this isn't going to work, is it. where's that sniveling gnome that matches me up with these oddballs and void freaks."
Eyes Erah for a moment, then shakes his head.
"Orcs no interest, nor male"
He then leaves Erah where he is and grabs a complimentary mana crystal , biting into it.
"Orcs no interest, nor male"
He then leaves Erah where he is and grabs a complimentary mana crystal , biting into it.
"...It would be somewhat like, dating one's uncle. You must understand, I'd rather not."
With eyes wide in wonderment the dwarf stares up at the elf, blinks a few times, then lets her burning eyes slowly travel down to her feet and then all the way up again to her face, where they stay and lopsided smile spreads across her face.
"By the forge, ain't ye a tall one! And shimmerin' like an opal too. Real' pretty."
Her head snaps towards the dating agency worker, who seems to be more interested in his clipboard than anything else in the room. At the dwarfs call out to him he jumps startled, eyes rapidly shifting between the two daters to uncover what seems to be the matter.
"Hey! I know I wrote I'd like tae meet other races an' talk but what were ye thinkin' here? What I'm I supposed tae do? Talk tae her legs? Look up until I get a wry neck? Climb her like a mountain? Get us a stool or two!"
"By the forge, ain't ye a tall one! And shimmerin' like an opal too. Real' pretty."
Her head snaps towards the dating agency worker, who seems to be more interested in his clipboard than anything else in the room. At the dwarfs call out to him he jumps startled, eyes rapidly shifting between the two daters to uncover what seems to be the matter.
"Hey! I know I wrote I'd like tae meet other races an' talk but what were ye thinkin' here? What I'm I supposed tae do? Talk tae her legs? Look up until I get a wry neck? Climb her like a mountain? Get us a stool or two!"
Sure, you look like a burglar anyway.
The towering orc looks at Mordecai with a wrinkled nose.
"Are you a mutated Saberon or a wolf that learned a few tricks?" he thinks to himself, as he hear him talk. he raises his arms to a shrug.
"No 'date'. but talk I wish to hear things!"
"Are you a mutated Saberon or a wolf that learned a few tricks?" he thinks to himself, as he hear him talk. he raises his arms to a shrug.
"No 'date'. but talk I wish to hear things!"
Ikaallu gasps in utter shock, ââBy the Light, it cannot be! I had heard stories that the Magâhar had esca-ââ Her expression darkens immediately and she raises her flail at Rochma.
ââThere is nothing more to say here, orc. You have turned down a great gift.ââ
ââThere is nothing more to say here, orc. You have turned down a great gift.ââ
The excited expression on Savoren's face changed to a dissatisfied one upon seeing Ikaallu.
"Oh look, if it isn't my favourite light infused Eredar. Do keep your 'great gift' to yourself, I'm even less interested in that lightsmelting- oh sorry, lightforging business than those orcs are."
"I remember you've said that you were quite against the idea of a date the last time. I do hope you didn't have a change of heart since then, because I definitely did not."
"Oh look, if it isn't my favourite light infused Eredar. Do keep your 'great gift' to yourself, I'm even less interested in that lightsmelting- oh sorry, lightforging business than those orcs are."
"I remember you've said that you were quite against the idea of a date the last time. I do hope you didn't have a change of heart since then, because I definitely did not."
Now we'll just have to stick together for a while. Or it might end up like in the horror stories: people that go separate ways get killed by... an entity.
Not that I minded it... the sticking together part, not getting killed for zealous reasons.
Not that I minded it... the sticking together part, not getting killed for zealous reasons.
I rather gurgle holy water then go on a date with a demon hunter, and it probably will be less painful.
Pretty sure it'd end in all sorts o' disaster so count me out.
Rogue city guard. i don't see what can go wrong with this.
The pandaren eases himself into a nearby chair. An Dating Agent goes to help him, but he gestures softly that is all well, "The aches have their strength today..."
A small moment to catch himself before frowning at the thought of spending quality time with one afflicted with the Worgen curse.
"Will he truly savour the flavours when chomping on a meal? Or hear the music of a heron's song at dawn before joining in with his own... chorus? I would like to know more, but what would I truly discover...?"
He kindly accepts the complimentary tea before pondering on the thought with a loud sip...
A small moment to catch himself before frowning at the thought of spending quality time with one afflicted with the Worgen curse.
"Will he truly savour the flavours when chomping on a meal? Or hear the music of a heron's song at dawn before joining in with his own... chorus? I would like to know more, but what would I truly discover...?"
He kindly accepts the complimentary tea before pondering on the thought with a loud sip...
Look around the room
I would go on a casual date with a pandaren because of how easy going and wise they are.
I would go on a casual date with a pandaren because of how easy going and wise they are.
"What a peculiar ensemble. Or is it a costume? I can never tell with people, but it do remind me of the sketches I have seen of sand pygmies. Peculiar as it may, it is not the subject of this establishment and I have no interest in you regarding the one it have, so I bid you farewell gnome."
"Going to Stormwind in order to steal peaches? Oh my, that sounds desperate. Well... didn't like how you wanted to make a distraction for your great schemes of peach-stealing of one of my kin, will have to pass I'm afraid. She wouldn't get alive out of this, probably! Some people can differ Sin'dorei from Quel'dorei, you know."
''Well. If I had to make my feelings any clearer on the matter...âŠ.'' Elyssa strolls off quite cheerfully, and gently pets Laurenn's hair and shoulders, '' I would do that and then some. I would say more, but alas....the prudish would intervene and take issue..... Ahhhh you Ren'dorei are so cuddly and friendly!''
One could almost imagine a squeeeeeee being in there somewhere.
One could almost imagine a squeeeeeee being in there somewhere.
Negative.