<span style="color: purple">"I know Mistress, and I shouldn't care either, but I'm worried about you, Zelina, and everyone else who lives here. I want to get all this madness sorted out so we can go back to living peacefully, even Karrie was relatively fine to be around until Karren showed up."</span><br/><br/>Karrie didn't seem to be paying much attention as she made her way into Murder Row, seemingly looking for something or someone. She stopped in a particularly dark area and turned around to look at the paladin, glowing crimson eyes locking on the paladin.<span style="color: red">"I'm not one for murder, at least, not like Karren is. I'd much rather live alone and enjoy my peace and quiet... but I see now that's not an option. Your people preach for peace and equality but you're always the one to strike the first blow, sign of a corrupted government."</span>Karrie seemed to vanish in the shadows and a tiny flame appeared where she once stood.<span style="color: red">"Behold, the catalyst of your city's destruction." </span>The paladin was offered only a glance of the warlock's eyes before the ground under her split open and filled the sky with hellish screams and smoke.<span style="color: red"> "Don't worry, unlike Arthas I'll leave this land pure, ready to be rebuilt anew." </span>And with that all signs of the warlock disappeared as the split slowly grew a few inches.<br/><br/>Arlokk looked at the dart carefully and frowned.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> "Looks like she pissed off one of Ibara's mind-slaves, even as a Night Elf I recognize the scent of this toxin and the design of this dart. That also means whoever sent this note is serious, I just hope Karren doesn't go back for revenge."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>