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I hate druids. Nothing ever good comes from association with one.

Today was no exception. Dustdancer that miserable one-armed bastard might be the sum of my disgust and dislike, but today I met one that was just outright nutters. And stupid. It pissed on me! Scent-marked me I think? Whatever. I reek of cat and there's no getting the stink out of my leggings. Or my boots. I have had to trash them both and I am not happy to be wearing my spare set. Good, quality leather is by no means cheap and I spent months tanning, shaping, and stitching!

I loved those boots.

I considered burning the ruined gear, but in the end decided it was too much hassle and settled for tossing them in Stormwind's nearest canal. Would like to skin that Yuurie, except it (she?) probably has fleas. Looked rather mangy to me.

Fucking druids. They are all insane.