He nodded as he listened, finding no disagreement in most of what she said. It was odd, to have something they could discuss without feeling as if he was standing against her. Not that he ever would have called her a 'friend,' per se, but rather that as long as they lived in the world that housed FDC, there was a truce between them. But if they had been in Azeroth...
Well. Back there, just about everyone was an enemy, and none so much more so than his own kind, with their backstabbing and vile, underhanded schemes. Not that he was so much better as to completely avoid that kind of political and societal corruption.
"I have lived a life of peace," Soryk admitted. "It was not so grand." In fact, he seemed to recall it involved seeing his parents and listening to them badger him about his wife-to-be and when they'd potentially be spawning endearing little half-elves.
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Well. Back there, just about everyone was an enemy, and none so much more so than his own kind, with their backstabbing and vile, underhanded schemes. Not that he was so much better as to completely avoid that kind of political and societal corruption.
"I have lived a life of peace," Soryk admitted. "It was not so grand." In fact, he seemed to recall it involved seeing his parents and listening to them badger him about his wife-to-be and when they'd potentially be spawning endearing little half-elves.