Barrow Fields beyond the reach of human rage

the young man listened to her with a more invested mindset. he thought she made a pretty fitting princess, for all he knew about them. she seemed the adventurous type, which was a plus. he was more thrilled with the idea that she could keep their conversation going without much issue. he had never met someone who was capable of carrying more than eighty percent of a talk all on their own. maia was that anomaly that seemed to be able of doing all sorts of things, and he was enjoying himself more than he had expected he would.

that was, until she mentioned the slaying of dragons. illidan was reminded of the wolves who lived on the cliffs and their savagery to the rusalka group having settled in the sound. he knew that terrible things would happen before they were free of their eyes. he turned his head away from his traveling companion with a peculiar expression on his face. “yeah... you'd better be careful with dragons – they're pretty nasty,” he offered in a soft tone.