Name: Kyluuta<br/>Race: Draenei<br/>Class: Paladin<br/>Gender: Female<br/>Level: 76<br/><br/>Kyluuta rode up to the group astride her fairly large Elekk, covered in azure armor and had a yellow glow about it. She patted the great beasts mighty head and looked down at the rest of he party. She thought they had a fair chance. A priest and a warrior so far...including her. And who knows what the Horde had on their side. She didn't like violence, but she did promise herself to aid her people's allies in any way. And, sadly, it meant this. If only she was still in Northrend, fighting side by side with the Horde against the vile Scourge. Them and the Burning Crusade were the true enemy...she still couldn't see how these people couldn't see that. Though, she gave up trying to understand this planet and let things go by and learn from the experience.<br/><br/>She cleared her throat,"'Allo...Dun zhou zhink ve haf enough veople tu fight zhe Horde?"<br/><br/>She was always annoyed by the accent she was forced to have, thanks to her lack of practice with Common. Though she also had the same problem with Orcish, the Horde language she learned while she was with the Argent Dawn. Though, she tended to use that even less than Common. But, nonetheless it managed to get the message across, somehow.<br/><br/>Her silver skin, horns, eyes, and hair matched her silver armor and shield. And also complimented her standard mace, which was slightly darker than any other color tone she had on her. Nearly matching her Elekk's armor color.<br/><br/>She looked the group once over and sighed in Draenic,"I sure hope so..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>