[Evil Tink]

Awèsyiss tilted her head a bit, "I knew something was off about you, you were once a High Elf, weren't you. Ahh, that makes sense." She lifted her hand bringing her index finger and her thumb together, as if picking dirt from her claws, "I don't think you really care for my name. You may be a dark elf, but you're an elf nonetheless. I shouldn't even be talking to you; you are the enemy after all."