(It was strange. You had heard of yordles before, and apparently they fetched quite a price on the black market.)

(However, despite having caught one, you were having second thoughts. The small gray yordle seemed totally listless as she sat in her cage, looking up at you with a bored expression.)

(She said in a disintersted, monotone voice.)

(Despite being "captured" it didn't seem like she felt in any danger at all. On the floor behind her, her shadow seemed to twist and flicker unnaturally, almost starring back at you with two amused eyes.)