[ Duibhín stares at the screen as he flicks it on, those felfire eyes alight with his usual glower. Not as usual though, is the rage contorting his face.]
Those...those creatures took my horse! She's gone and she would never leave her stable without me! Why, Feathers and her were like friends!
[As much as a dinosaur and an undead fel horse can
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[Oh yeah. The buzzbox. After a moment he fishes it out of his pocket, flipping it on to speak.]
Yes, he is. Your point?
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[Well now he feels like an idiot.]
They're extinct where I come from. I was just surprised, that's all.
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[Well that's not good. Not good at all.]
They are plentiful enough where I come from...if you know where to look.
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Duib... maybe you want to think about this a bit more first?
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Waitwaitwait. You tamed THE Midnight?
Flaming green hooves, is fond of stabling in haunted towers formerly owned by the most powerful wizard in Azeroth?
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Huh! Imagine that.
Oh, but wait. Don't worry. I saw your horse years ago. Didn't get near her, of course - on the account of that mad former master of hers and all - but I'll keep an eye out for her if I see her.
...On second thought, how did you get her away from the Huntsman? Without, you know, alerting him?
...You didn't kill him, did you?
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[But at least he's calming down a little by talking, and not as jumpy or willing to throw an elven tantrum.]
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Do not go alone, Duibhin.
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[Hn.]
Good, then.
[She'll just go back to the church.]
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[No, he's not starting anything or getting sappy.]
...Nevermind.
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