Kanta Wildsabre
Ethruul,
For one, stick to written words on regular parchment. I burned your arcane message as soon as your voice was over. You may be an ally but that does not leave any better of a taste in my mouth in the fact you send this to me.
The second, I was fine.
Was I surrounded? Yes, I was. And that bothersome Sin'dorei was more of a pestering fly than anything of a threat. The child looked like he was struggling to hold a bow correctly!
It was not that originally, and my Frostsaber nearby was ready to pounce if I was in any immediate danger. I realize partly through the fight that the Forsaken Insein was not taking any killshots, merely doing her best to disarm me and freeze me up so she may inject me with... what you and the Forsaken call these "Love darts".
Did it kill me? No. Poisons need to be incredibly strong to kill Kaldorei, we are brought up around many of the herbs that are the prime ingrediants of these elixirs and potions, which is why they do not do us any good or bad at times.
Did it have adverse affects? Yes.
Am I going to tell you what? No.
I will call upon aid next time should I need it, Arcanist, but until then I will continue on my own. I value my allies and those whom can stand by my side, but you must realize I do not like the idea of having a babysitter or guard near me for the twenty-four hours in the day.
Let me take care of myself first before I ask someone else to.
Marksman Kanta Wildsabre.
Marshal of the Templars of the Rose
Commander Sentinel of Ashenvale