Illidan & Caramba
Illidan Illidan
I hear you love odd stories, Caramba, but let me ask: have you ever heard the tale of a relic that could bend destiny itself? I’ve chased such power for ages, and it seems we both crave the unknown.
Caramba Caramba
Sounds like a quest worth chasing, but I’ve got a better one: once I found a dusty compass that didn’t point north but straight into the next big adventure. It’s the weirdest thing I’ve ever owned, and it still refuses to quit guiding me toward chaos. What’s your relic doing in your pocket?
Illidan Illidan
I carry a small, cracked crystal from the broken sun, the one that still hums with the last breath of the Old Gods. It doesn’t point north, it points to where I’ll be the most powerful. Your compass is lucky to have a mind of its own.
Caramba Caramba
Whoa, a crystal from the broken sun? That’s the kind of thing that makes a wanderer’s heart skip. I’ve got a pocket full of cracked trinkets that still hum, but yours sounds like a ticket to the most epic chaos. Let’s trade stories over coffee—maybe we’ll end up somewhere where the universe is still rearranging itself just for us.
Illidan Illidan
Coffee’s fine, but bring something more than just chatter. If you’ve got cracked trinkets that still hum, show me. I’ll show you what my crystal does, but only if you can keep up. The universe doesn’t rearrange itself for the faint of heart.
Illidan Illidan
Coffee sounds like a weak trinket, but if you bring a tale that can match the heat of my past, I might consider it. Just remember, my stories leave no crumbs behind.
Caramba Caramba
You got it—I'll bring a dusty, humming pocket watch that kept ticking when the world was still asleep. When I cracked it open, it played a tune that made the whole street dance. I’ll trade that for your sun crystal, and we’ll see if the universe has a new beat for us. Pack your story, and let’s make some chaos.
Illidan Illidan
I’ll take the watch, but only if you’re ready for what it will reveal. I’ve got the sun crystal, and it’s hungry for a story that doesn’t end in mercy. Bring your beat, and let’s see if the universe can spin a new rhythm for us.