...There were better places he could be right now.
Unless perhaps a sleepy little inn on the front lines of their war against the Lich King was supposed to be a bonding experience to strengthen their ties?
Ah, yes the key to winning--the power of friendship.
Darion made his way forward, taking steps and examining his setting. Was this some kind of
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See the nice queldorei death knight, hanging out near the fireplace?]
Highlord.
[And look here, a thoughtful expression follows the respectful greeting.]
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Darion made his way over to the fire place, nodding a greeting towards the Blood Elf.
"Krenyn."
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[One might say he's mildly amused. The dry tone indicates at the very least, an amicable mood.]
This is the Caverns of Time. You were brought here by the bronze dragons... or whatever mysterious trouble has drawn them away for the time being.
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Sigh... he definitely had better places to be.
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You're... you're not homicidal, are you? B-because we've got enough of THOSE type here. A-and you'd better watch out, mister.
He's here. Somewhere.
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Glancing over at the woman, he observed her for a moment, thinking on how to respond.
"Who's here?"
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A-Arthas. The Lich King. He's here. Somewhere. I-I don'tknow where, but I saw him with my own two eyes!
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Darion.
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"Tirion."
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So how much have you been told about this place so far?
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"How long have you been here?"
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That stance...!
"My son!" exclaimed Alexandros in delight, popping the iPod earphonse from his ears and shoving it into his jeans pocket.
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"Father?"
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But nonetheless, he stepped forward and gave the older Mograine an embrace.
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