ENTER SOMEONE MYSTERIOUS AND SEXY AND MYSTERIOUS

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[Suddenly! A human who has obviously had many girlfriends comes down the stairs DRAMATICALLY! With cape-swishing? Wait, I don't think I have a cape. Uh, scratch that.ANYWAY! Nobody in the room notices him, because he is a NINJA ROGUE, but if they DID notice him, they would see that he is wearing AWESOME CLOTHES and has hair AS BLACK AS MIDNIGHT and

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[Still waiting for everyone else to be ready - man, what is all this bother about 'food' and 'supplies' and so forth? Give her a hammer to take home any stray ores and the bodies of her enemies and Sidereal's fine, why can't everyone else by as practical? - a Forsaken pokes her head up over the presumed human's hiding place and eyes him.]

You ruined your entrance. [so helpful!]

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Ack! g-GO AWAY!

[He waves frantically, gesturing for the Forsaken to not draw attention to him.]

Did they see me?

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[The frantic waving acts much like blood in the water for a pirahna. The Forsaken leans a little closer, intrigued.]

I don't think so. Want me to wave them over?

[She'll totally do it, too.]

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No!

[Aaaa! He squishes further down in his hiding place, then, desperate, flings a hand out to grab a handful of Sidereal's robe and pull her behind the railing as well.]

[Hissing:] Listen. Listen!

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[Being a clothie, Sidereal is fairly gankable by the likes of rogues. Consider her hauled, and enjoy that lapful of disgruntled flailing dead warlock that you now have.] Give me one reason I shouldn't Fear you into next week --

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Those two are going to kill me if they see me! Shh!

[Have a hand clapped over your mouth. Feel free to bite for such forwardness.]

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[Oh, definitely. I hope you weren't expecting anything different, Ilnoir. And this is a bite from someone used to cannibalizing humans for their tender, tender flesh! Don't make her chew through your hand.]

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[Ilnoir screeches in a pitch usually reserved for dog whistles and scrambles back, hiding place be damned - just in time to be covered in rainbow sparkes.

He freezes in place, waiting for the distraction to send Nefarian and Onyxia running off someplace to incinerate someone else, and then...proceeds to pitch a fit.]

My HAIR!

[And then he dissolves into a sniffling pile on the ground because EVERYTHING IS RUINED.]

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[Sidereal screeches right back, the rusty-door-hinge shriek rising about half an octave as she is also covered with rainbow sparkles.]

This is YOUR FAULT!

[When in doubt, establish someone else's culpability first!]

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HOW IS IT MY FAULT?

[The AGONY.]

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You grabbed me!

[High indignation! Clearly you deserve every possible suffering under the sun.]

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[Whiny, still on the ground:] They were gonna seeeee me.

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You GRABBED me!

[Whining versus shrieking. Hmm. This might not end well.]

[dragonfails]

And- and you try to bite my finger off? That is cruel and unusual!

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What about Forsaken do you not understand? [Sidereal waves her hands for emphasis.] Besides, you deserved it anyway!

[dragonfails]

Did not!

Look, I am dead serious. They would have SEEN me and I would be in SOOO much trouble. You don't understand.