World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

"You don't have to worry too much." The woman said softly: "If I had any ill intentions, those arrows would have been shot into your heart."

The excellent orcish language came out of her mouth fluently, and Chromie's magical effect allowed Sylvanas to quickly understand the foreign language of this other world.

"Maybe it was my ax that cut off your head." Nergo was wary in his heart and unforgiving in his words. As the saying goes, a loser does not lose the battle, not to mention that he may not be inferior to her.

"Tsk." The woman snatched the wine from Nergo's hand unceremoniously, so fast that Nergo didn't notice how he did it.

He was a little surprised. This method alone was enough to show that this woman was not just pretending, but a truly capable person.

"I think I have shown my sincerity, can you tell me your name now?" A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The smile was so beautiful that Nergo could not imagine what it should be like when she took off her veil. How charming.

"Rastakhan." Nergo said vigilantly. He did not dare to reveal his real name easily. Who knew if this woman knew any witchcraft, so she could just give a fake name to mean something meaningful.

"Rastakhan?" The woman frowned, then sneered: "Lies."

"I know you are wary, but I don't care."

She said, "You can call me...the Pale Lady."

What an elegant title, she thought to herself.

Pale lady? moon?

Nergo curled his lips, another Riddler hiding his head and tail.

"I heard they seemed to call you Nergo?" she said, "Is that your real name?"

"Now that you know, why do you ask so many questions?" Nergo didn't deny it. Now that she knew everything, why would she pretend?

"There is a difference between you saying it and me saying it." She nodded and said, "A loyal beast? It's a good name."

"I prefer his other meaning - flying dragon." Nergo said without mercy, "Besides, your laughter is really harsh."

Her expression remained unchanged, but her voice became a little colder. Nelgo thought with some malice, maybe her face had become stiff under the veil?

"I will turn you into a loyal beast." She said coldly.

"It might be easier to let me die." Nergo said disdainfully.

who are you? Is this just a person who wants to control orcs?

After all, the Burning Legion is still a dynamic organization that plays with the power of evil.

moon? Can you still have a relationship with Elune? This isn't Azeroth!

But speaking of the moon, Nelgo stared at her hood for a while. If she didn't have the iconic pointed ears of the elves, Nergo would have thought that the bronze dragon had done something else and threw a night elf away. coming.

What kind of creature is she?

The woman sneered, "What? The young flying dragon cub has just grown up and wants to look at women?"

"There are only four kinds of people in my eyes: enemies, friends, compatriots and rotten meat." Nergo said: "There is no distinction between men and women."

"I'm not your enemy, and of course I'm not your friend at the moment, so I should be your friend who doesn't want to be a piece of shit."

I have to say that this woman's face changed quite quickly, and there was a smile on her face, as if the angry woman just now was not her.

"It's up to you, but if nothing happens, I hope you can leave." Nergo said angrily.

"Is this how you treat your savior?" Sylvanas raised an eyebrow. This orc was harder to get in touch with than he thought.

A savior? All right.

Nergo still understood the principle of repaying a favor. Although he didn't trust this mysterious woman, at least she helped him.

"I don't ask what race you are, and I don't ask about your purpose." Nergo turned around and exposed his back to Sylvanas, "You want to be my friend, okay! I just like to make friends. friend."

Although on the surface he seemed defenseless towards Sylvanas, he was a shaman, and the elements were still keeping a close eye on Sylvanas. Whenever she made the slightest move, Nergo would act decisively. Take action.

"Come here and have a drink." Nergo walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Tsk." Sylvanas shook her head. The local shamans in Azeroth were not strong, but that didn't mean they weren't. She had used this trick countless times when she was a ranger.

She didn't expose him, but continued to watch him perform.

Maybe he realized it, Nergo turned around and said expressionlessly: "This is the holy land of the orcs. If you move faster, you might be able to return to your shelter before the sun rises, Washugu This is not a place for you to set foot.”

"The orcs do not welcome outsiders." Nergo said solemnly.

At this point in time, the orcs were still a relatively isolated race. Even the draenei were not allowed to enter the Holy Land, let alone this mysterious woman of an unknown race.

"If you don't want to get into trouble." Nergo made a gesture of invitation, "Go back quickly! This is my home."

The orc's words were emotionless as he walked straight towards his previous position.

He planned to set up a tent here and sleep here at night.

"But what if I say that I am here to warn you?" Sylvanas looked at Nergo, "I think this news can gain your friendship."

"At least it's yours." She added later.

"Warning?" Nergo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you also a prophet?"

Having said that, Draenor is really a place full of outstanding people, and any spellcaster will most likely be associated with the magic stick and the prophet.

"It's not the prophet's prediction, it's the hunter's advice." The woman used a word with a similar meaning among orcs to describe herself.

Hunter's advice?

Nergo frowned, but then he heard the woman say: "You are a shaman, right?"

Why is she saying this?

Sylvanas said: "You are a shaman and you use elemental power, but the problem lies in this aspect."

Azeroth's shaman relies on elements, as does Draenor's, and Azeroth's elements...

Forget it, forget about Azeroth. In short, the elements are very unreliable. From Sylvanas's point of view, this kind of thing that goes wrong every three days is used to deceive people, even if it is 100% guaranteed, it must be there. Eighty or ninety.

"Problem?" Nergo complained: "A mysterious Riddler, it was only out of curiosity that I gave you the opportunity to fool me."

As for what she wants to do? Is there any conspiracy?

There are some things that don’t need to be explained clearly, and should be left to him to think about.

"Tsk, Riddler, are you still playing mystery with me? If I follow your way of thinking, I will be fooled." Nergo said in his heart, I can only say that although you have many tricks, it is difficult for me to think about it.