dusting off an old muse....

[northrend]

You always come crawling back. Just like all the others.

Funny, isn't it? Perhaps this time, you've learned your lesson. Shall we teach a few others the same?

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[deadelfwalking]

Stay. Away.

[northrend]

It's not me you'll have to convince, Deathweaver. Though even if it were, you wouldn't be doing a very good job.

[deadelfwalking]

Your presence here is not wanted. Keep to your frozen tomb, traitor prince.

[northrend]

Since when has that ever stopped me? Its practically an invitation, sealed with wax and all.

NA NA NA INTERRUPTING PLAGUEHEART

[corpseknight]

[!!!]

Holy shit! Deathweaver, you're alive?

[...]

Not. Second-dead. I mean.

[deadelfwalking]

[What--who--]

Obviously. Who are you?

[corpseknight]

[JUST THIS GUY. Who is irrationally excited you're alive, Koltira.]

Uh.

Obviously. Yeah!

[Ears go back.]

Wait. When are you from?

[...]

Knight Larkspur Plagueheart. Pleasure, sir.

[darknessb4me]

I wouldn't count on it.

[northrend]

I would.

Thus, so should you.

[darknessb4me]

I'm the one with more experience here.

[northrend]

I do hope that isn't meant to impress me, all things considered.

[corpseknight]

[Larkspur will be over here ----------> with a bowl of popcorn and a huge grin on his face.]

[crymoore]

[ Did he say the magic word? No seriously, there's one person who loves studying!! ]

This again? [ It's a slight jest just to test the waters. ] And here I thought it due to recent events.

[ Recent events that she's not willing to talk about, thank you kindly. ]

[northrend]

...we don't speak of those.

[crymoore]

[ Glad he's on her side. ]

So what is it that has you venturing out?

[northrend]

Aside from the girl's inability to remain decisive in her choices, you mean.

[Not a question.]

I suspect the enabling of her peers has much to do with it. Not that I would complain, of course.

[flickerember]

[...]

[D:]

Ack!

[northrend]

[OH A HUMAN HOW CUTE.]

Come to join the Scourge, have you?

[flickerember]

[SCARY RAID BOSS IS SCARY.]

What?! No! Ugh! You're dead, why would I want to do something as foolish as that?! Besides, fire and ice don't mix.

[lyriumscribed]

[ He may not know who this man is, but the elf is not known to curb an opinion. ]

Those here hardly seem quick to learn anything, so best not have your hopes set high.

[northrend]

I do not. But it doesn't matter, in the end.

[regretzio]

[strum]

♪ Arthas, Arthas, upon his icy verandas
While it may go amiss to tell you this:
You've been upstaged by pandas ♪

[northrend]

[This face.]

[regretzio]

[bow]

/late to the party!

[bubblepriest]

[Have one pissed off looking Draenei glaring at you.]

Stay dead!