Tyrande looked up and frowned faintly before shaking her head.<span style="color: purple"> "i was just heading to bed, i have a meeting with a Stormwind ambassador at noon..."</span>she sighed softly and looked at Crimzon.<span style="color: purple"> "see what i mean? what i do is run this entire nation, tend to the faith of an entire race and i also maintain the war effort. unlike you who has a few businesses to run, so my time is more valuable then your's but i dont expect you to understand that, narcisists rarely understand anything about those around them."</span>she shook her head before standing up and motioned to the Naga.<span style="color: purple">"this way then."</span>she lead them through the temple, several priests giving the Naga an alarmed look. they entered a small room with a bed, a basin of glowing moonwell water, two chairs and a small table.<span style="color: purple">"lay down please." </span>she motioned the Naga to the bed with a soft sigh as she walked over to the basin.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>