Lifting the shirt with one foot, Thal set to pulling it on. "Messing things up and bringing death to the tribe... well now, that's pretty close to what you were gonna do. Maybe I should go around calling you evil, too, huh?" He grunted as he worked it over his tattered skin, trying to preserve as much as he could for no real reason. "Just learn to accept help when you need it. Nothing says you have to keep shaking hands with these Ul'dahns afterward. Bet they'll be glad enough to be rid of some Amal'jaa. I sure know the Woodwailers took any chance they could get to beat up Ixali."
"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
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