There you were… hanging out in your Nagrand town… thinking you were all safe and cozy. Standing by your blacksmith mentor. UNTIL! THUNK THWIP FWOOSH AND DEAD. You thought you could get away. You thought I would not find you and exact my revenge. Closer and closer I crept, dodging air patrols, dodging other adventurers, dodging ground patrols… just… a… little… closer… AND THEN LET THE ARROWS FLY! Playing dead and flying away may have been satisfying but the hunt>plan>kill feeling is even better. No names… you know who you are. Next time you’ll think about ganking people knowing that you are not safe in your own town. Nighty night Death Knight and “Suffer well”…