Illidan continued to watch Rozalin, studying the magic that criss-crossed across her body. The pattern was an interesting one, something he hadn't seen before on mortal flesh. He had certainly never seen it among the Highborne or the other Kaldorei. It certainly bared watching, that magic. The Night Elf couldn't help wondering what it actually did, though its shape seemed indicative of some kind of binding.

"I have only just arrived," he added. "I'm hoping to get assistance in navigating this place. Someone had mentioned a map, but without sight, I'm afraid such a thing is rather useless."