The'kal was laying on their bed staring up at the ceiling, the ceiling looking like a map of the stars.<span style="color: olive">"Looks like you had a good hunt. I've been thinking of leaving Azeroth... I'll be hunted down and destroyed by my kind but I don't think I really have a place here. Oh, and I got you a present. When you're washed up I'll show you, I think you'll enjoy it."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>