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Koltira loves killing Vrykul. Killing the other types of scourge is fun too, of course, but he's a big fan of taking unlife's little pleasures where he can find them and there's nothing so satisfying as mowing through a horde of ten foot tall vikings.
Watching them collapse back into piles of rot and seaweed is always pleasant as well.
Nerubians probably make the best noises when they die, though. All sorts of clicks and crunches. Some of the tiny ones have really shiny shells, he started collecting them years ago to brighten up his chamber on Acherus. Thassarian still occasionally brings him a bright little wing cover the size of a coin, held carefully in one big fist that isn't used to handling anything so delicate. It reminds Koltira of seeing a teenage orc bringing flowers for his girlfriend once near the Crossroads - he'd held them like he was scared he'd crush them.
Of course, the female orc had eaten them but he's never looked into orc mating rituals closely enough to figure out if that was a good sign for the boy or not.
Thassarian has a new beetle wing for him today, holding it out all sheepish. It's probably for the best that he never showed this side of himself to Hellscream or Arthas, even Darion thinks it's weird. Koltira thinks it's actually very sweet and takes the little electric green wing case with his more delicate elven fingers.
"I found it in a crypt in Dragonblight." Thassarian supplies, relieved to not be holding it any more and proud of himself for finding something Koltira likes.
"You're too sweet." Koltira tells him, not even sarcastic even though his voice just always sounds that way.
He places it carefully with the others, about thirty shiny little treasures in a glass jar on the shelf. When he turns back he catches the happy look on Thassarian's face before he quickly schools it back into Death Knight tragic stoicism. Koltira still leans in and pecks him on the cheek like an old married couple anyway, because somehow even though he's been dead for a very long time, Thassarian can still manage to blush like an awkward schoolboy.