I have some ideas that I'm sure you wouldn't take issue with.
Of course, last I checked you're already spoken for so rest assured, I have no intention of as much as trying to put that under jeopardy.
Gesticulates excitedly. If she were near a lamp, she'd knock it over.
"Whoa!! Yes, of course, I'd love to! I've never seen the outside of Suramar for what seems like a gobzillion years, even a new type of fruit is exciting!
So to go out on a date with another elf, that's like... like... WHOA!
I need to get changed!"
She runs off looking for a tailor.
"Whoa!! Yes, of course, I'd love to! I've never seen the outside of Suramar for what seems like a gobzillion years, even a new type of fruit is exciting!
So to go out on a date with another elf, that's like... like... WHOA!
I need to get changed!"
She runs off looking for a tailor.
Erm, you seem quite...eager. I suppose no harm could come of taking a stroll trough Highmountain and showing you the sights.
"A stroll? Well that simply won't do. Off you go then!"
"I'm usually not the one asking for dates, but in this case... I'd love to."
''A golden eyed demon elf? Is this what Azerothians call a 'Hallow's End costume'? This is in terrible taste given recent events.'' Ikaallu sternly disapproves and walks off, clutching her large flail rather tightly.
A lightforged dreanei woman?
Sure.
I dont think it will get anwhere with the light this and the light that.
But it is worth a try.
Sure.
I dont think it will get anwhere with the light this and the light that.
But it is worth a try.
*blinks slowly, looking the man up and down before sighing*
Ah said nae lads, nae cats an' nae owl things. This agency cannae do anything right.
*looks the man up and down again*
Nice helmet.
Ah said nae lads, nae cats an' nae owl things. This agency cannae do anything right.
*looks the man up and down again*
Nice helmet.
Alyassandra eyes the Dwarven for a moment, unamused look on her face.
To be completely honest with you, sir. I may not approve of how your people behave with alcohol and other breweages as it can be quite loud and unpleasant to watch. But I wouldn't mind sitting down for a glass of wine or a cup of tea. I'd like to think that not all of your kin' have a crippling alcohol addiction...
To be completely honest with you, sir. I may not approve of how your people behave with alcohol and other breweages as it can be quite loud and unpleasant to watch. But I wouldn't mind sitting down for a glass of wine or a cup of tea. I'd like to think that not all of your kin' have a crippling alcohol addiction...
"Yah' talk real fancy sugah'. If I was a guy that would be enough tah' sell me on yah'. But since I am not yah' will have tah' keep tryin', doll."
I woulden't mind dating a horde... Even tho you guys destroyed my home
Maybe I'd concider after the statement of burning our Sanctuary and our home, I wouldn't want to be associated with someone who'd show mercy or affection to those who set aflame Teldrassil and caused our families and friends so much pain and suffering...
Simply backs away in silence, wide eyed and shaking her head.
Before they help destroy tedarsill i would have given this crazy !@#$% a chance.
After all you know what they say about crazy ^-*!@ and anyone who summons demons got to be crazy right?
However after the destruction of tederasill i am murdering anything that is part of the horde with extreem viciousness.
After all you know what they say about crazy ^-*!@ and anyone who summons demons got to be crazy right?
However after the destruction of tederasill i am murdering anything that is part of the horde with extreem viciousness.
"Bitter vine veiled in veins, bed of shards of shattered stars. Thusly bound, dreams made to fade, brought low by promised throne and lash, dark aeons still to sear the gash."
After giving an irritated glare to the raving lunatic, Savoren moves past him, and towards Marinya.
"I can't decide whether it is your verses or your voice that is more enchanting, though it'd be my pleasure to hear either of them, perhaps over a cup of tea, hmm?"
"I can't decide whether it is your verses or your voice that is more enchanting, though it'd be my pleasure to hear either of them, perhaps over a cup of tea, hmm?"
(In humanform)
With his hat held in hand against his chest, Hudges gives the demon hunter a shallow bow of his head in greeting.
"Good evening mister. If the poetic lady has no intention to accept, then I would not mind a cup over pleasant conversation. Though, I am afraid it would have to stay at that, even if you were to be as amiable as you appear." The sturdy man's usual polite expression falters slightly, as he briefly looks away a bit uncomfortable. "Hmm, you see. The traits of a demon hunter - respectable as they may be, are not ones I be looking for in a partner."
With his hat held in hand against his chest, Hudges gives the demon hunter a shallow bow of his head in greeting.
"Good evening mister. If the poetic lady has no intention to accept, then I would not mind a cup over pleasant conversation. Though, I am afraid it would have to stay at that, even if you were to be as amiable as you appear." The sturdy man's usual polite expression falters slightly, as he briefly looks away a bit uncomfortable. "Hmm, you see. The traits of a demon hunter - respectable as they may be, are not ones I be looking for in a partner."
"Tea!? None of tha' -" The dwarf erupts into and shattering sneeze. A handkerchief was at hand and, with loud sniffs, spares everyone from the grisly details.
"I was gon' say, none of tha' nonsense. But this blasted cold ain't shiftin', and I hear tea might be able te help! With a bit of Dwarven spice and druidic advice...." Modgar presents a bad of herbs and eyes it suspiciously.
He leans in close to the human male goes into a hushed whisper, " Plus the mores eyes on them, the better, eh lad?"
"I was gon' say, none of tha' nonsense. But this blasted cold ain't shiftin', and I hear tea might be able te help! With a bit of Dwarven spice and druidic advice...." Modgar presents a bad of herbs and eyes it suspiciously.
He leans in close to the human male goes into a hushed whisper, " Plus the mores eyes on them, the better, eh lad?"
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Nah, don't think so. I can go for a drink if ye're payin' but don't expect anythin' beyond a few shared tales a' mayhem and misadventure.
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"Hey, I like tales of mayhem and misadventure. What is it you drink? Might as well spend a few silver, why not."