Not to worry about the time, Azazyel slowly walks to the zepplin outside of Durator. Almost dragging his feet in the dusted earth he stops and looks into the sky as he hears the zepplin over head. Azazyel pauses and takes a deep breath. 'I sometimes forget how good the air tastes here in Azeroth.' He thinks to himself. As he brings his head back down he notices a figure standing infront of him. A Sin'dorei who almost looks exactly like Azazyel. His eyes, hair, even the smirk he is giving at Azazyel looks the same. The two could pass for twins, except the others hair is black as coal.
The Sin'dorei gives a muttered laugh to Azazyel as Azazyel's eyes seem to glow brighter then normal and almost looks if a green mist is coming off them.'Exalted among The Forshaken and The Orcish Tribe Azazyel' The Sin'dorei says as he lets out a mencing laugh with a sense of pitty. 'Do you eat rats too now, or maybe fungus, I bet its both. You sicken me. The fact you were so easy to find shows me you are not as great as he says. Your reputation amongst these peons and corpses is to high. I think your nothing, I think you lost it being with these lizards. Azazyel or whatever name you have decided to travel by this time.' The Sin'dorei spits infront of Azazyel's feet and continues on. If they didn't want you exile I'd kill you right ....' Azazyel grabs the Sin'dorei by the neck and slams him against the cliff side walls.'Never think I would even fear you or them enough to hide' Azazyel says as he utters the words to shadow word death and strips the life from the sin'dorei. Azazyel drops the corpse as he says 'You always talked to much Tylain.' Then walked away,