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Varian is just as disgusted with this turn of events as the rest of us.

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Varian:You were there? All those years ago?
Maraad:Yes.
Maraad:When you were born, we were still in Draenor.
Maraad:Which means if we were friends back then, I would have been hanging out with a baby.
Maraad:Draenor’s no place for a baby.
Maraad:By the Light, I could have killed you.

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I was almost going to put Thrall’s lines into lower-case comic sans like I typically do with orcs, but I thought better.

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Westfall Trail

You attempt to ford the river but it proves to be too deep and you fail. The neighboring murlocs ransack your wagons.
Neptulon’s minions felt extremely dickish today.

You lose: 350 pounds of bear ass meat, 4 dwarfen shotguns, 4 dwarfen rifles, 1000 rounds of defunct elephant cutter ammo
Varian has drowned
Jaina has drowned
Gryan has drowned
Sylvanas is stuck under the wagon and is effectively dead

What would you like to put on your gravestone?