He walked in to the Stormwind Bank. Short, chubby, yet highly sophisticated. His [Green Tinted Goggles] gleamed in the dimly-lit vault. He walked up to Olivia Burnside and pulled out his [Gyro- Balanced Khorium Destroyer] and pointed it at her. “Put the money in the [Gigantique Bag] or die, bitch.” Olivia Burnside gasps at Dwarvesrhot. “Shut up and give me all your fuckin’ gold!” Dwarvesrhot slaps Olivia Burnside across the face. Ouch! “Alright, alright! I forgot you new generation kids come with an impatience chip in your heads.” Olivia Burnside wants to trade with you. “20,000 gold!? FUCK YES.” The dwarf hopped on his [Black War Bear] and rode away. -5000 reputation with Stormwind. “Y’know, when I was your age you had to be level 40 to ride a mount!” Olivia Burnside yelled. “What a fuckin’ Death Knoob.” She immediately called upon a Game Master and and Dwarvesrhot was banned forever. “Now if only you would fix our fuckin’ instances.” Olivia Burnside lets out a long, drawn-out sigh.