You are no demon, therefore you are no concern of mine.
Aren't your ears a bit small? Aren't you a bit small? [He leaned down to get a second "look" at him. Not a child, just short. Very short. Curious though.]
You say that as though it shall be any different with your arm, but so be it.
[He heaved a sigh in annoyance, and shifted into a slouch so that he could more easily reach the smaller elf, and extends the large clawed hand. It's no less menacing than before.]
Or I could seek someone less fragile if you are so worried that I may accidentally kill you.
...Thank you? [ He's pretty sure he doesn't look like an abomination in any sense of the word, but sure. it's nice to have that reaffirmed.
However, he stands there, placing a hand on his hip with an exasperated expression. ]
Elves where I'm from tend not to be any taller than this if not slightly more or less. And my ears are perfectly sized.
[ The size of this man is still the most intimidating thing he's ever seen but he'll reach out to the hand and just ...grab his index finger? Yeah, that'll do. ]
I'm less fragile than you think.
Are you ready? One, two-
But where is the lie in it? I mean Dorkbean could work too I GUESS.
My people had a good few feet on you at least. [If that wasn't apparent by his size, granted he wasn't completely an elf any longer. As it was he towered over most other night elves as well.
But such was insignificant in the long run. This one could claim to be whatever he wanted, it would make little difference to him. Of course he had curiosities about the odd magic he saw about the other, however he doubted the other would be very forthcoming and Illidan lacked the patience to pursue it.]
I have my doubts about that. [Said flatly as he lets the smaller elf take his hand. At least he did not seem too disoriented by the teleportation. The last thing Lavellan would probably need was this lug toppling over on him.
Once down on the planet he stepped away from the other. Eagerly he stretched his wings, one at a time, then folded them back to their previous position. It was nice to shake off the claustrophobic feeling of being confined to that ship, but he still had to orient himself here, fortunately he had a small, supposedly elven helper to do just that.]
Come at me, Death Knight, and I shall gladly show you just how good my vision is.
[His mind momentarily drifted to thinking of what his brother's reaction would be in the situation were he here. Probably make some horrid joke about the Death Knight being "cold" to him. Unlike his brother, however, Illidan prided himself on his dignity and self respect and had not intention is demeaning himself to his brother's level.
The fact that the thought even crossed his mind was punishment enough.]
Ironic how my old adversary, supposedly one of the most powerful necromancy Azeroth has ever seen, finally succumbed to death whereas I have not.
[Does this sound like he's been itching to rub that in someone's face for a while? Because he certainly has, unfortunately the one he truly wanted to gloat to about Arthas' death was, well, Arthas. A bittersweet pill, but one of his former death knights would make for a fine surrogate.]
[ Koltira just looks thoroughly unimpressed. He makes no move to attack; rather, he drops out of his stance entirely, folding his arms across his chest. ]
You boast to me, Illidan? The Ashen Verdict did what you could not. Paladins and death knights alike joined together for a single purpose. The Lich King fell at our hands.
[ He makes a 'tch' sound in his throat. ]
I realize you have been away for some time. But perhaps learn a bit of history before trying to posture.
[If there was anything his brief yet still very impactful encounter with Neltharion had taught him: Don't take the word of a Black Dragon at face value. Not that he didn't appreciate the ego stroking, of course a dragon, regardless of his flight, would be able to recognize power when he saw it.
Of course he sounded far less impressed at Wrathion's accomplishment of not dying along with the rest of his flight.]
Is that so? Well congratulations on avoiding death then I suppose, for what it matters now.
[With Azeroth supposedly gone and all. Not that such a small detail deterred him from his goals in protecting it... he simply had to find a way to clean it up before he went back to trying to safeguard it from the Burning Legion.]
Though it is news to me that your kind sought to protect Azeroth. The past decade must have been more eventful than I initially thought.
Quite a lot, yes. But surely you did not believe Neltharion was the Earth-Warder for no reason.
[Illidan gets a look here. He really doesn't want to talk about his dad or his daddy issues, big guy.]
The tale is long, complex, likely of no interest to you and not particularly a topic I have an interest in discussing. There is a reason I am the last black dragon, Illidan Stormrage, and it is because I killed all of my insane kin. You will take my word or you will not.
[Blah blah black dragon, he knows.]
As far as Azeroth's apparent destruction is concerned, I am not convinced it is something we are unable to correct, but it will require....time.
[Haha get it??? Time??? Because abusing bronze dragons has become a profession apparently???]
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Dorkbutt Lavellan
You are no demon, therefore you are no concern of mine.
Aren't your ears a bit small? Aren't you a bit small? [He leaned down to get a second "look" at him. Not a child, just short. Very short. Curious though.]
You say that as though it shall be any different with your arm, but so be it.
[He heaved a sigh in annoyance, and shifted into a slouch so that he could more easily reach the smaller elf, and extends the large clawed hand. It's no less menacing than before.]
Or I could seek someone less fragile if you are so worried that I may accidentally kill you.
what's that rude
However, he stands there, placing a hand on his hip with an exasperated expression. ]
Elves where I'm from tend not to be any taller than this if not slightly more or less. And my ears are perfectly sized.
[ The size of this man is still the most intimidating thing he's ever seen but he'll reach out to the hand and just ...grab his index finger? Yeah, that'll do. ]
I'm less fragile than you think.
Are you ready? One, two-
But where is the lie in it? I mean Dorkbean could work too I GUESS.
But such was insignificant in the long run. This one could claim to be whatever he wanted, it would make little difference to him. Of course he had curiosities about the odd magic he saw about the other, however he doubted the other would be very forthcoming and Illidan lacked the patience to pursue it.]
I have my doubts about that. [Said flatly as he lets the smaller elf take his hand. At least he did not seem too disoriented by the teleportation. The last thing Lavellan would probably need was this lug toppling over on him.
Once down on the planet he stepped away from the other. Eagerly he stretched his wings, one at a time, then folded them back to their previous position. It was nice to shake off the claustrophobic feeling of being confined to that ship, but he still had to orient himself here, fortunately he had a small, supposedly elven helper to do just that.]
It is day isn't?
Kolira Deathweaver
Come at me, Death Knight, and I shall gladly show you just how good my vision is.
[His mind momentarily drifted to thinking of what his brother's reaction would be in the situation were he here. Probably make some horrid joke about the Death Knight being "cold" to him. Unlike his brother, however, Illidan prided himself on his dignity and self respect and had not intention is demeaning himself to his brother's level.
The fact that the thought even crossed his mind was punishment enough.]
Ironic how my old adversary, supposedly one of the most powerful necromancy Azeroth has ever seen, finally succumbed to death whereas I have not.
[Does this sound like he's been itching to rub that in someone's face for a while? Because he certainly has, unfortunately the one he truly wanted to gloat to about Arthas' death was, well, Arthas. A bittersweet pill, but one of his former death knights would make for a fine surrogate.]
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You boast to me, Illidan? The Ashen Verdict did what you could not. Paladins and death knights alike joined together for a single purpose. The Lich King fell at our hands.
[ He makes a 'tch' sound in his throat. ]
I realize you have been away for some time. But perhaps learn a bit of history before trying to posture.
Wrathion
[If there was anything his brief yet still very impactful encounter with Neltharion had taught him: Don't take the word of a Black Dragon at face value. Not that he didn't appreciate the ego stroking, of course a dragon, regardless of his flight, would be able to recognize power when he saw it.
Of course he sounded far less impressed at Wrathion's accomplishment of not dying along with the rest of his flight.]
Is that so? Well congratulations on avoiding death then I suppose, for what it matters now.
[With Azeroth supposedly gone and all. Not that such a small detail deterred him from his goals in protecting it... he simply had to find a way to clean it up before he went back to trying to safeguard it from the Burning Legion.]
Though it is news to me that your kind sought to protect Azeroth. The past decade must have been more eventful than I initially thought.
no subject
[Illidan gets a look here. He really doesn't want to talk about his dad or his daddy issues, big guy.]
The tale is long, complex, likely of no interest to you and not particularly a topic I have an interest in discussing. There is a reason I am the last black dragon, Illidan Stormrage, and it is because I killed all of my insane kin. You will take my word or you will not.
[Blah blah black dragon, he knows.]
As far as Azeroth's apparent destruction is concerned, I am not convinced it is something we are unable to correct, but it will require....time.
[Haha get it??? Time??? Because abusing bronze dragons has become a profession apparently???]