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[demonsinmymind]

Mother, I... I didn't want to leave. Why did you make me leave.

No, shut up. Shut up, damn it. Sargeras damn you both.

What's going on? Ugh, someone... someone help me get rid...

...I didn't want to leave yet! What about my youth?! Did I ever have a right to it?!

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[suck_my_tusks]

Sargeras?

Finally, someone who be knowin' stuff ah recahnize. Who you be, mon?

[demonsinmymind]

Haellyn Dawnshore, demonologist of the Illidari.

Not that I'm in any mood to introduce myself to a troll. [Coughs.]

[suck_my_tusks]

[Snickers.] So you be an elf, den, I take it? Would fig'yah.

Ah be Monoxide. And yah mon, muh kind may hate yas, but as a Priest, ah have ta push back da hatred ta help d'ose in need. Let me know when ya need ta be healed, mon.

[demonsinmymind]

Hmph. A good alternative to the other priest onboard, I suppose.

[shesagift]

mother is unhappy with you

[demonsinmymind]

[The voice screechy voice of an imp:]

And where is your mother, dearie? Hee hee hee!

[Haellyn can be heard grunting in the background as he handed the comm to Dagpit.]

[shesagift]

my, what big teeth you have, granny.

[demonsinmymind]

Actually, my teeth are tiny. But I guess in relation to the size of my mouth, they're pretty big? Umm..... [Pondering very heavily.]

[smite_knight]

Are you alright?

[demonsinmymind]

I... no.

[smite_knight]

Do you need help?

[demonsinmymind]

...I was under the impression you had no desire to help me.