<span style="color: #4dffa6">"no, it goes to extremes... like me being ready to punch you for lightly criticizing Ashia because my family loyalty has been dialed to insanity."</span>Frank frowned a little and then took Emily's hand and stopped her.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"lets take her with and get whatever a stroller is on the way there."</span><br/><br/>Tyrande stopped well away from the ruckus and ordered them all to cease in a booming voice far beyond what she should be able to produce. when they settled she was glaring at Rolland.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i have a very good idea of how hard it was to track me down since i went to extreme lengths to have some privacy for once in my life."</span>she slid off her Nightsaber who growled at the raptor while the priestess ignored the animals.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i came out here to mourn my dead husband in peace but by all means barge in and pick a fight with my guards. i only lost the man i loved for ten thousand years but sure, ruin what small chance i had of actually staying hidden because you want to say hello."</span>she got right up in his face and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i hate Ras. i hate The'kal... and i don't need some other woman's child reminding me of my own long spent fertility, especially not one related to people i despise. as a Priestess i am sorry that you were dragged to this world against your will, it is one of the reasons i hate The'kal. but as a grieving widow i would ask that you leave me alone."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>