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By the Dark Lady, you are useless. Slaughter that wretch already so I can have his jaw.

My clotted blood is boiling with more rage than I've felt in years. That child is meeting the loop of my garotte before this night is over, I swear it! Nobody steals my blades.

...and nobody steals my kill.

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Wow, I've seen Wyrm infested corpses before, but you're something else.

I am Forsaken. Not... wyrm-whatever.

Same thing, different rot.

So, what drives your angst?

Vengeance.

...and a good embalming fluid.

Ebalming fluid?

[With the looks of this guy...]

Get a better dealer.

Heh. This is before I was animated.

Ditches are terrible places to rot in.

There are worse pits. You should smell the things that crawl out of there.

Well, I suppose I'm daisies and roses, then.

Let's just call you the leser of foul smells.

I'll take that as a compliment.

Is the closest thing I have to one.

So, other than vengeance, what dragged your bones out of the dirt?

You think you can even touch me, asshole? Come on! I'll rip you apart with my bare hands.

Necromancers. Annoying sort.

Attacking head on is a waste of energy. I will slice you open when you do not expect it.

Yeah? Well joke's on you. I always expect it.

[because if the Fishman District and being completely gutted by an annoying rubber kid has taught him anything, it's that there's always someone out to get you who can get you. But yeah, you? Not it.]

Yeah they are.

You know what cures necormancers and necromancy?

We'll see about that.

[Because he cheats and is invisible.]

Ripping their spines out?

Yeah we will.

[And cheat all ya want you shrimpy little undead bastard. Arlong will still kick your ass because he is superior in every way that is possible, except for maybe being invisible. But who cares about that?]

[Gabe's totally planning sushi night.]

Peace, friend. Can you... [The draenei is visibly struggling with her Common, here.] be fixed without harm to others?

That doesn't stop their hands from working. Or their mouths.

Now fire, fire cures all necromancy problems.

...can't say I enjoy using fire. Blades are more my thing.

[Fuck, common. It's been years, man =/ ]

Unless you happen to carry around a loose jaw, then no. My 'prison' does not have a graveyard.

I could try to find one...

That does not quite help with the need for vengeance, but the thought is appreciated.

[DKs are okay. Even spacegoat ones.]

[ Oh, dear. This is not good at all. Cairistiona can only offer him a smile and a nod of her head. ]

... Would you like to talk about it?

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I guess that means it's effective.

Quite.

[Oh hi he's completely stunned at that.

...seriously, some human woman wondered if he wanted to talk about it?]

I could go on in detail just what I'm about to do to that little bitch.

[ Well, you know - she feels bad for the Forsaken. ]

I don't mind listening, if you want to talk about it. If you don't, I won't pry.

I don't need your pity.

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