[011 | Last Voyages | Audio]

[removeyourfear]

[Sylvanas lets out a hacking cough as she turns on her communicator.]

What have you done to me this time? I do not get ill! This feels...

[She bites back a curse and hisses through her teeth. It feels like her skin is going to melt off, like there's something in her lungs. But even this isn't as bad as the torment she endured under Arthas.]I

Comments

She kind of tested plague on people.

[removeyourfear]

I'm...

[Hmmmph.]

I'm fine, Sexby, however touching your concern is.

So good.

[removeyourfear]

My room, of course. Where else am I going to go?

[thegooddrjones]

Are you alright? Would you like me to come check on you?

[removeyourfear]

No. It will be annoying enough having Sexby prodding at me.

[thegooddrjones]

I won't even touch you.

[removeyourfear]

No.

[bybloodandhonor]

Lady Sylvanas, are you quite alright?

[removeyourfear]

What do you care, Fordring?

[bybloodandhonor]

Because I'd like to help if I can, Sylvanas.

[removeyourfear]

I don't need your help.

[darknessb4me]

Dark Lady...

/late forever

[removeyourfear]

...who is this?

[Can't be.]

[darknessb4me]

[A rasp, like he's simultaneously trying to answer her and trying to not, not, not do that.]

[removeyourfear]

Answer me!