[Attempted warden filter, actually public. There's a gold dragon about the size of a bus with scales like fine mesh and decorative cuffs you could probably fit your entire arm through around her horns sitting primly in front of the communicator.

And it sounds like Chromie. Albiet Chromie pitched down a few octaves.]

Sorcerer Leezar is no lo- [ ( Read more... )

[Scraping, and then Chromie's voice, understandable to all. She has practice speaking Common with a different-shaped mouth, after all.]

-got it working? Oh! There's the light!

Ah...

[There's a pause here. Evidently she hadn't actually thought of what she wanted to say before turning her communicator on.]I appear to be a ...small ungulate. Yes. I ( Read more... )

I seem to have... missed something. Again. My internal clock says it is Monday the 23rd of May when it should be Tuesday the 17th.

...I also may require medical assistance. Discreet medical assistance. In the CES.

[Her voice takes on just the barest edge of strain.]

Soon, please.

Hello again everyone! Can someone confirm that the local date is Friday, April 29th? I seem to have had an unplanned excursion back home...

[Private to Azerothians Highlord Fordring Time Lords Braxiatel]

I would normally have another member of my flight to go to on occasions like this, but can you tell me just what on earth happened this previous

That was- that was a "flood?"

Alexstrasza help me. I don't think I can do this.

I- I'm so sorry. Mr. Howie, Miss Parker. Kay.

I was just trying to help. I honestly thought we could do this without violence.

[Private to the Admiral.]

[Twelve seconds of what is supposed to be a virulent, guttural language, until she finds that she can't actually pronounce some of the consonants when her mouth is this shape-]

-politely request return to my normal state if possible. Immediately. Thank you.

[Private to- oh Alexstrasza's wings, is Tirion Fordring really ( Read more... )