"Let me see that." Liadrin demanded, snatching up the ball and tapping hard at the plastic bottom with a look of concern. A moment or two of contemplation passed with the blood elf staring so hard in thought that she looked about ready to throw the thing in the nearest fireplace, but instead heaved out a lengthy sigh and peered at the instructions on the box.
Instructions that she was having trouble making out.
"I don't understand. It should have worked. Maybe your mind was not properly focused on the question."
Uhhh....it's in...dragon years. :l
Instructions that she was having trouble making out.
"I don't understand. It should have worked. Maybe your mind was not properly
focused on the question."