"Yes, perfectly normal," he said looking to the rogue "I'll remember to keep an eye on my gold thief."<br/><br/>Quelsin didn't bother paying much more mind to the comment. As it was he was more than used to the distrust that came from being a demon hunter. Even the end of the Legion itself wasn't enough to placate those with prejudice. He noticed the sideways look he got from the other blood elf. Perhaps she recognized him from somewhere. It wouldn't be surprising if he had passed by them in Silvermoon, Dalaran, or in some fringe cases Outland. Not that he had spent much time outside the Temple while he was there. It didn't much matter right now however. The night elf made him wonder with his utterly forward complimenting of the women around them.<br/><br/>He couldn't argue that the women gathered here weren't attractive in their own rights. Physically at least. Beyond that he knew next to nothing and figured it wasn't worth learning right now. There were more important things to attend to at least. The demon hunter stood silently as the troll spoke. The God Hakkar? It was interesting that it had been kept secret for so long. That made him think there was more to this than met the eye but, then again, maybe he was just used to dealing with demons whose plans had layers on layers for their own amusement. He kept his arms crossed as the age conjured food and the conversation went on.<br/><br/>"What would happen if the artifact were to simply be destroyed? Would it hasten Hakkar's arrival or would it simply end the threat," he asked the troll "though I agree that should we recover it it deserves greater protections. You might be able to keep it secret for your lifetime but eventually someone will slip up."<br/><br/>Quelsin didn't pay much mind to the pets around the room. Most animals naturally avoided him so he wasn't much worried about them. The one he was fairly certain he would need to keep an eye on was the rogue. The mage clearly wanted to deal with the artifact. The hunter did too or just flirt with them. Probably both. The female hunter was just as intent on dealing with the trouble. The rogue, however, worried him. Perhaps it was a bias against those who used the shadows like they did. He shook his head.<br/><br/>"Either way this group is uniquely suited to infiltration," Quelsin said "between the hunter's talent for moving unseen in nature, the mages presumed talent for invisibility, and the rogue being what they are we could easily sneak in and strike them from within. Or at least do scouting before attacking proper. I was worried we'd have a group full of brawlers."