Ankyra Sound and welcomes little lasses in

Svalinn met the hooded lost boy's gaze for a split second, and he was stricken with a feeling he could not place; an inkling of nostalgia as he recalled features from Kierkegaard's indomitable countenance. This was likely to be his first and only experience on the matter, as he could not truly remember the ghostly savage, apart from what he was told, and soon any recollection at all of such a fierce phenotype would be exclusively associated with Illidan himself. He hesitated to answer, as he had mostly been reliant on Caiaphas, and (to a lesser degree) Raleska to make the big decisions in his life, and he wasn't sure what was going to happen yet.

He wanted to go after Rosalyn, of course, but... "It just smells like too many of them."