Shanarra approached gingerly, her hands entwined in front of her in a slightly nervous manner. She greatly respected and even admired Illsalyn Shadewing, but the demon hunter also intimidated her a bit. "Uh hi Illsalyn... Or should I call you Slayer? I'm not sure what you prefer..." The druid cleared her throat. "So um... I heard in passing from the others that you went to school with Illidan... I was wondering what he was like then? If you want to talk about it... If not no worries."
Illsalyn looked up from the book she was studying with an amused snort. “Lady Shanarra, you’re married to Illidan you can call me whatever you like, but Illsalyn is acceptable.”
She smirks this truly is the first time the two women have spoken out of the confines business and she finds it amusing that now that Shan seems to be nervous around her. She tries her best to look as innocent as possible as she listens to Shan’s question.
“I did, hard to believe I’m really that old right?” She chuckles again and flashes Shan a smile.
“He was studious, which should surprise no one. Other students wouldn’t leave him alone because of his eye colour of course which is how he feel into my company, because I don’t care what colour your eyes are so long as your a decent person. Just as well I didn’t want to date him like most girls did.”
“Speaking of which I think you’ll be surprised that while he was a charmer he wasn’t really that interested in going anywhere with that charm. He didn’t really date, they would ask him and he would say he had study even if he didn’t. I don’t know if it was because he always only had eyes for Tyrande or if he was actually nervous about the idea of dating.”
“I never asked because it wasn’t my place. You could really tell when the pressure to do well started to get to him, he was great at Arcane magic but struggled with the other schools a bit for awhile....as I’m sure you know.”
“So all and all not different than he now, but now he’s got a better attitude.”