Лор'темар

The eternal sun guides me.

You die in vain!

I will always survive.

Do not underestimate me.

I will not be defeated.

I am watching closely.

Our enemies will fall!

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I greet you on behalf of Silvermoon.

You possess rare skill.

A slight mistake?

My people will rise anew—whether you aid us or not!

The blood elves thank you.

My apologies.

I can do no more.

Glory to the Sin'dorei!

Not much time left.

How shall I do this...

Much to think about...

Hm…

My cards are getting low.

I am out of cards!

I need a weapon.

I lack the mana.

It is not ready.

I already attacked.

Give it some time.

My hand is full!

I am out room.

It is in stealth.

I cannot.

I cannot strike that.

Another foe has taunt.

No.

I will serve Silvermoon as its regent lord so long as I am needed.

Happy New Year!

We will find strength in the Horde.

How shall we celebrate this Winter Veil?

By the Sunwell!

Happy New Year!

I wish you a pleasant and temperate Fire Festival.

Be ye warned that Silvermoon ain't made from real silver, savvy?

Is it wise to wish you a happy Hallow's End?

I wish a blessed Noblegarden to you and your kin.

I am quite well-known there.

The Sin'dorei need no king.

You tread down a dark path.

We meet again, Warchief.