Rhyderi stared at the Priest. He was baffled – he didn’t know that the Goblins he had seen hanging around places like Booty Bay and Ratchet had managed to learn the noble Path of the Light.
“Bala’dash, Priest.” He grinned at the Priest, and stepped over to bow formally to the short creature. “How do you fare today? Maybe you might like to give this one tips on how you joined with the Light?”
Kalysto jumped, startled. He grasped Desiree’s hand and began to pull her along, heading for the Drag. The instant drop in temperature and light was familiar to the Warlock, but may have made the place feel strange to someone who was unfamiliar. He stepped through the area, immediately headed for the Warlock trainer tents.
“Stay kinda close. The Rogues love to pickpocket.”