Артас: Возвышение короля-лича

           "Thatcrazedfool’sconvincedthattheworld’sabouttoend.That’stakingthewhole‘plague’thingabitfar,inmyopinion."

           "Plague?"Jainastarted.

           Antonidassighedanddismounted,sendinghissteedoffwithanamiableslaptotherear.Thehorseprancedalittle,thentrottedobedientlyofftothestables,whereagroomwouldattendtohim.Thearchmagebeckonedtohisapprentice,whosteppedforwardandtooktheoutstretched,gnarledhand."YouwillrecallIsentsomemessengerstoCapitalCityashorttimeago."

           "Ithoughtthatwasregardingtheorcsitutation."Antonidasmurmuredanincantation,andafewmomentslatertheyappearedinhisprivatequarters.Jainalovedthisplace;lovedtheuntidiness,thesmellofparchmentandleatherandink,andtheoldchairsintowhichonecouldcurlandloseoneselfinknowledge.Hegesturedforhertositandwiththecrookofafingerhadapitcherpournectarforthem.

           "Well,thatwasontheagenda,yes,butmyrepresentativesthoughtthatamoredirethreatwasatourdoorstep."

           "MoredirethantheHordere-forming?"Jainaextendedherhand,andthecrystalgoblet,filledwithgoldenliquid,floatedintoherpalm.

           "Orcs,potentially,couldbereasonedwith.Diseasecannot.Therearereportsofaplaguespreadinginthenorthlands.SomethingIthinktheKirinTorshouldbepayingcloseattentionto."

           Jainapeeredathim,herbrowfurrowingasshesipped.