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Post by Azhaagh on Nov 8, 2010 5:38:13 GMT -5
He watched the orc known as Ugnah growl and swear under her breath. He know that SHE knew that he had won this round of verbal sparring. But, she got her keys back, her gangs sh*t was returned... for the most part, and he had impressed her. Despite what she wanted him to believe.
"Ye go meet the others, get their ok, an I'll let ye in. Now leave before I cut yer head off."
"As you wish Ugnah... besides, I need to go find my Kat anyway."
With that verbal barb he simply walked away, leaving the sewers of Dalaran and heading out to meet other cats. He peered behind him, ensuring that she wasn't following before he smirked a wicked grin, reached into his pocket and pulled out the gnomish copies of the gangs keys.
The forsaken started to whistle a haunting tune as he tossed the keys up and down in his hands as he exited the hall into the light and populated areas of Dalaran.
"Now, if I where a cheshire cat, where would I hide?"
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