Ras laid back down and wrapped his arms around Ibara. "I hope so, I want her in my life more than anything... You're right, I just hope she'll see it that way." He shook his head and sighed. "I'm not going to argue about this, you're being absurd and that's all there is to it but I don't have the energy or care enough to continue arguing about it. Whatever you did to Vyre I just hope she doesn't come back for revenge, that's one woman I have no plans on ever getting in the way of. "<br/><br/>Vyre let out an annoyed sigh and grabbed Jazrine's hands with her upper set and calmly pulled them away as she turned to face the Elf.<span style="color: Indigo"> "My name is Vyre, I was one of Queen Azshara's personal guards, both before and after The Sundering." </span>She pulled the daggers from Jazrine's hands and dropped them off to the side.<span style="color: Indigo">"The mage is named Sarevess, she's a Naga, and a very jealous one at that. And your violence isn't necessary, I don't want to be here, I need to be back in Silvermoon looking for my pet before those Elves do anything stupid." </span>Saroha blinked out of the bed and looked at Vyre curiously though the Naga couldn't be any less interested in her.<span style="color: Blue">"You're one of Azshara's guards?" </span><span style="color: Indigo">"No, I was, for the last ten years I've been living free of her reign. I finally found a place to call home and some paranoid Elves went out of their way to get me killed less than a day after I showed up."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>