[SPEAKER_04]: Sangui's papillai, the blood of the people, the dark protectors of the hidden city of Osirod, deep within the illusory forest.
[SPEAKER_04]: Familiar with death as they have eluded it, they are called upon for a desperate task, slaying a creature from the Great Beyond.
[SPEAKER_03]: Blive, this might not be easy.
[SPEAKER_03]: Being surrounded by death, I don't understand how they can do it.
[SPEAKER_03]: Del Vira.
[SPEAKER_02]: Someone must watch the bodies, and none do so as diligently.
[SPEAKER_02]: Swan.
[SPEAKER_00]: Into action so fast, I love when we get to go out.
[SPEAKER_04]: It came from the sky.
[SPEAKER_03]: It's great, pale monstrosity.
[SPEAKER_03]: You just had to save your hunger.
[SPEAKER_03]: You could have saved for the beasts.
[SPEAKER_00]: I prefer the gratuity.
[SPEAKER_04]: It ripped open its face, and these things emerged.
[SPEAKER_02]: And a voice echoing out from underneath the helmet.
[SPEAKER_02]: How does it feel to know that your aim is close at hand?
[SPEAKER_04]: Whether it's by sickness or by blade, we all end up in the ground one day.
[SPEAKER_04]: Vampirism is not the mortality.
[SPEAKER_04]: It only prolongs the inevitable.
[SPEAKER_04]: is this the end for sanguice populi blood in the snow but till yet told Halloween 2025.
[SPEAKER_04]: If they find this city we can't keep this barrier up forever.
[SPEAKER_04]: I don't want that for these people.
[SPEAKER_04]: Sorcerers!
[SPEAKER_04]: Lower the barrier for just a moment.
[SPEAKER_04]: Sanguice populi departs.
[SPEAKER_04]: I suppose I've been away from the people of Azeroth for a long time, and believe now's the time to get more acquainted at least, with the sanguese poppy lie, since you're so meaningful here, and I would love to have you.
[SPEAKER_00]: I would love to be had.