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Watchu want me ta say, Proudmoore? It be ovah.
We be payin' already, lady. My people's blood be stainin' de sands of Durotar. The elfs be rottin' in yah Hold or dead on de streets. Thousands of de Horde an' de Alliance lie in Pandaria grounds.
Ya gonna suffah if dat blood ain't enough for ya. Gonna be no more ta spill, and den where ya gonna turn?
We all be bleedin', Proudmoore.
Ya gonna suffah if dat blood ain't enough for ya. Gonna be no more ta spill, and den where ya gonna turn?
We all be bleedin', Proudmoore.
[ Her teeth grind together so hard it can be heard in between his words. ]
How dare you tell me what will cause me anguish! To mock the suffering of those who lost their loved ones due to that aberration your people brought to my own! It'll end when I say it ends!
Though if you would like to join in on this so-called hemorrhage of your people, I can bled you dry when you see fit.
How dare you tell me what will cause me anguish! To mock the suffering of those who lost their loved ones due to that aberration your people brought to my own! It'll end when I say it ends!
Though if you would like to join in on this so-called hemorrhage of your people, I can bled you dry when you see fit.
[He peers at her with his yellow eyes, brows furrowing as his lips peel back from his teeth in a low growl. He looks more tired than angry, though.]
Ya come ta speak ta Vol'jin and threaten him people with death an' screams for dem ta pay even as Orgrimmar burns. How many elves lost their loved ones in yah rage?
Ya gonna keep wantin' people dead for de crimes of deir leadah - de same leadah we all joined in ta ovahthrow? Every soul yah see have lost much an' given more ta stop dis madness.
Ya got ya eye for an eye already. Any more an dere gonna be war for ya head as de next tyrant, mage. Ya bring race war upon dese lands for ya own hurt, ya be no bettah dan Garrosh.
Ya come ta speak ta Vol'jin and threaten him people with death an' screams for dem ta pay even as Orgrimmar burns. How many elves lost their loved ones in yah rage?
Ya gonna keep wantin' people dead for de crimes of deir leadah - de same leadah we all joined in ta ovahthrow? Every soul yah see have lost much an' given more ta stop dis madness.
Ya got ya eye for an eye already. Any more an dere gonna be war for ya head as de next tyrant, mage. Ya bring race war upon dese lands for ya own hurt, ya be no bettah dan Garrosh.
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Comparing me to that monster will only further spark my ire, so choose your next words carefully. [ Throwing around threats seems much easier for her to do these days. ] It won't stop, no, I won't stop until that beast's corpse is consumed by maggots before my very eyes.
I will give you one promise here and now, troll. [ For now, there's only one member of the Horde that's worth being addressed by name and his pointy ears must be ringing by now. ] If your Horde fails to uphold honor, the Alliance--no, I--will execute you all to save you from further embarrassment.
[ That's as much mercy ascharacterization allows she can muster for now. ]
I will give you one promise here and now, troll. [ For now, there's only one member of the Horde that's worth being addressed by name and his pointy ears must be ringing by now. ] If your Horde fails to uphold honor, the Alliance--no, I--will execute you all to save you from further embarrassment.
[ That's as much mercy as
Ain't ya call, mage. Ain't mine. It be de ones whose whole continent be dyin' dat get ta choose. I want him blood just as much as ya do... but killin' de man only give him honah as a glorious death in battle. Now he gotta answer for him crimes.
[He glares at her, shifting his weight a bit from one leg to the other.]
We do not take lightly to dem threats. We already heard ya king; dis ain't a treaty meetin' where ya Alliance be de winnahs decidin' our fate. We are still de Horde, now more den evah.
[He rises a bit, looming over her.]
But if dis Horde fails to uphold our honah under mah lead, Vol'jin will give ya de daggah for him heart himself.
[He glares at her, shifting his weight a bit from one leg to the other.]
We do not take lightly to dem threats. We already heard ya king; dis ain't a treaty meetin' where ya Alliance be de winnahs decidin' our fate. We are still de Horde, now more den evah.
[He rises a bit, looming over her.]
But if dis Horde fails to uphold our honah under mah lead, Vol'jin will give ya de daggah for him heart himself.
I'll stand with you, if you want me, Warchief. We've all had enough of the Old Horde.
[Did we decide on a new Warchief? This merc hasn't noticed. She's got a squealing undead's skull pinned under her enormous hoof in an argument about who gets first pick of the material spoils.
Or maybe she has; she stops long enough to curtsey if he looks over.]
Or maybe she has; she stops long enough to curtsey if he looks over.]
Den it be time for a change we can be proud of. Too long we been animals without a voice.
[...don't pop that undead's skull in the throne room, missy. It's being sanded to get rid of Varian's floor-stabbing already.]
Whatchu want?
Whatchu want?
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[There's a long silence while Meinal peers over in Vol'jin's direction. Thinking. Then, finally, she dips into a brief little curtsey. Gotta show some respect even for your enemies.]
Hail and well-met, Warchief.
Hail and well-met, Warchief.
And now. Now t'ings be gettin' interestin in a different way.
What will become of those who followed Hellscream - if they still live?
De ones dat lay down dey weapons be in chains. De rest were cut down by de Horde and Alliance alike. We still be speakin' about wat ta do with dem.
[He rolls back a shoulder, the long ears twitching.]
Some be followin' outta fright, oddah out of loyalty. Be tinkin' dey gonna stand trial as well.
[He rolls back a shoulder, the long ears twitching.]
Some be followin' outta fright, oddah out of loyalty. Be tinkin' dey gonna stand trial as well.
[He peers at her, furrowing his brows.]
Hail. Whatcha business with de Horde, human?
Hail. Whatcha business with de Horde, human?
Now dat be a truth. Nothin' ovah yet. Dere be many wrongs ta be righted.
Ain't dat de truth, little sistah.
[He is weary, but there's much to do.]
Nevah again will we be slaves, prisonahs on our own land. From dis day on, de Horde be equals in all.
[He is weary, but there's much to do.]
Nevah again will we be slaves, prisonahs on our own land. From dis day on, de Horde be equals in all.
No business. I just wanted to see if what the veteran soldiers were saying is true. About there being a new leader.
[At least it's the kinda-sorta-sensible Horde leader in charge now.] I don't mean any trouble. I just want to say best of luck to you in your new role.
[At least it's the kinda-sorta-sensible Horde leader in charge now.] I don't mean any trouble. I just want to say best of luck to you in your new role.
[Well. That was unexpected.]
...de Horde will have its honah back. I will see it so.
...de Horde will have its honah back. I will see it so.
[ and you thought he was gonna swing on you.
but characterization has marched onward, and Varian is... not gentler, no, but wiser. more level-headed. he has said his piece and the agreement they've come to, while not entirely satisfying, is as close to justice as is possible in this bloody mess. ]
The Alliance will be given time to gather our wounded and our fallen?
[ it's as much a question as it is a demand; he's trying, okay. ]
but characterization has marched onward, and Varian is... not gentler, no, but wiser. more level-headed. he has said his piece and the agreement they've come to, while not entirely satisfying, is as close to justice as is possible in this bloody mess. ]
The Alliance will be given time to gather our wounded and our fallen?
[ it's as much a question as it is a demand; he's trying, okay. ]
And I'm certain that you will be able to do so.
Truer words ain't nevah been spoken before, bruddah! Its gonna be done right dis time.
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