Stoen:We're...w'ere here... Elizabetha:Ah. Stormwind. Here we will find all the great heroes that will help us end our quest. Druid: My fellow Elves tell me many stories of your deeds... As do the Humans... The Dwarves... Female Paladin: I'm afraid my husband is bed ridden, and can't come. He has a bad case of Commoniae Coldus.... Druid: The Trees... The Animals... The Flowers... Mage: Er... I've got a chicken in the oven...? Yes, that's it! Have to go! Bye! Druid: The wind... The sky.... The clouds... The Stars... Warlock: Sorry. My Succubus grounded me.