Emrick's eyebrows slowly crept upward as the long-winded draenei stepped back up to the soapbox.  What was irritating her anyways?  The fact that the mage was a natural explorer?  The fact that he wasn't fighting her battle?  A genuine concern for the well-being of Azeroth and his seeming neglect of his homeworld?<br/><br/>Fortunately - he thought that specifically - her rant was cut off by an... orc warlock.  Maybe not so fortunate.<br/><br/><em>"Greetings, I am Duran Deathblow.  I am looking for travelers to aid me in a matter in Zangermarsh, if you can't accompany that is fine by all means.  I simply wish that you would hear me out on this matter.  If you would you would do me a great an honor and I would be in your debt.  If I have overstepped my bounds with you two I'm sorry."</em><br/><br/>Emrick couldn't help but narrow his eyes into a hostile expression.  Orcs, he believed, were a noble race.  He had learned a lot about their history and culture while in Outland: about their shamanism, their reverence for nature, and their code of honor and sacrifice.  In fact, they sounded a great deal like the night elves, not the bloodthirsty maniacs that his parent's generation spoke of with fear in their eyes.<br/><br/>He had also learned about their fall and corruption through fel magic, and the ways of the warlock.  It was not the orcs who were to blame for the first two wars on Azeroth and the sundering of Draenor; it was the warlocks and their damned Shadow Council.  The orcs were more than willing to be free of their shadowy taint, but there were still some who willingly turned back to the dark arts, one of whom stood before the mage at that moment.  He could feel the corruption radiating off him like heat from an oven.<br/><br/><em>"Do you great honor Orc?  Never.  Your kind already owes too great a blood debt to so many.  What happens in the Marsh that would cause you to seek out allies with good reason to revile you?"</em><br/><br/>Emrick believed the draenei might be taking her prejudice against the orc a little too far.  Then again, she must have been around during their initial bloodlust.<em>She probably has even greater reason to hate him than I do</em>, Emrick realized.  However, she seemed to cave in a little out of curiosity, which then made him curious as well.  Why<em>had </em>the orc approached a human and a draenei for help instead of his Horde?  Because he was a warlock?<br/><br/>The mage chose to remain silent, leaning against Talia's side as he watched the orc carefully.  He had never been one to judge people - even warlocks - by first impressions.  Maybe it was because he was born after the wars, but whatever the reason, Emrick chose to learn more about this warlock before he decided whether to dismiss him or not.