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[grumpybard]

Sweet merciful Hydaelyn, just shoot me now and spare me the suffering of your gods-damned idiocy...

[Long-suffering, disgusted sigh.]

I'd rather be stuffed into Titan's smallclothes than go play nice with the idiots of this place, okay? I might not outrun you with this useless leg of mine, but I can still put six arrows in your ass before the multiverse collapses.

I don't need friends. I have T'vaasi, and she annoys the seven hells out of me already.

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[fetterward]

[Finally, somebody who gets it! Whatever "it" is, anyway.]

It's like wrangling Gridanian children, some days.

[grumpybard]

[Siiigh.]

Try a herd of milkweed-addled sylphs.

[chitterchatter]

[Surely you aren't talking about these idiots here!

Neena just grins and points to herself, just to make sure.]