"Because by the time I'll be done with you, you'll be asking me to change you, to make you like me." he informed, before leaning town, so his mouth was next to ear. "And you blood elves have such a wonderful scream, ever since your people fell from grace after Arthas crushed you, you've been a broken people...really. A shadow of your former glory. Now you have a task to perform and if you don't do it just right, I'll set my cannibalistic ghouls on your lover, they'll cut him open by the stomach, eat his insides, then he'll die, then we'll resurrect him and do it all over again." It was all just a whisper, too quiet for the priest to over hear, far too quiet.<br/><br/>He pulled his head away, bringing a different head before her face, the half-erect head of his manhood, still waiting for the feel of her tongue, he smiled at her again, Night Elf looking on Blood Elf. Something about that made it all the more sweet for him.