Blood for blood!
That Brax-eyed Elyos over there has been giving me the eye.
If that Drak-blasted glowworm met me in the Abyss I'd have his guts spilled on his shoes before he could spread his wings.
Look at him, the clawless son of a Worg.
I'm going to tattoo his face on the back of my eyeballs.
I've got a long memory, and that Reian's shattering trust doesn't reach everywhere.