The accent isn't one Harrowheart would be able to guess if he tried. Draenic, if you had to ask him, but this man is far from a Draenei. In fact, that smell, that sensation he gives off... This man is undead. But that can't be, can it? Undead, speaking, thinking for himself. Isidor and Viatorus said they'd never seen anything like that before. Even the necromancer seemed intrigued by what a death knight is. This man couldn't possibly be something similar... Could he?
Harrowheart turns his head just slightly so that the white lights of his eyes are watching suspiciously from the corners. "The necromancer missed a fine opportunity to meet someone who'd pay him any mind, it sounds like. He's just another breather obsessed with death but too scared to commit to it. At the risk of soundin' like I belong with some of the folks at this party, he's beneath me."
His eyebrows rise just a fraction of an inch. "Beneath us?"
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Date: 2017-08-12 03:13 pm (UTC)Harrowheart turns his head just slightly so that the white lights of his eyes are watching suspiciously from the corners. "The necromancer missed a fine opportunity to meet someone who'd pay him any mind, it sounds like. He's just another breather obsessed with death but too scared to commit to it. At the risk of soundin' like I belong with some of the folks at this party, he's beneath me."
His eyebrows rise just a fraction of an inch. "Beneath us?"