<span style="color: purple">"i really dont care what you think of her, she does a damned good job at what she does."</span>Tyrande reached up to rub her temples and shook her head.<span style="color: purple">"you dont have to tell me that, i have to keep constant watch on a Night Elf pregnant with twins... and shes only been pregnant for two months and she will be giving birth in a matter of days. druidic magic gone insane..."</span>she frowned after Bayne before raising one brow.<span style="color: purple">"i dont really but youve got me curious... what could my advising my people have to do with a priestess in silvermoon?"</span><br/><br/>Ibara returned the hug with a slight blush.<span style="color: darkorange"> "it was all Amere's work."</span><span style="color: magenta">"of course i am."</span>Amere grinned at Ras before she blinked onto the table and started laying things out. Ibara returned the kiss with a deeper blush and shook her head.<span style="color: darkorange">"good because you dont want to see the bad part of my troll side... the last chef to overcook my stake got bitten."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>