"Well you're talking to a guy with no formal magic training so you know better than I do, not everyone gets a mother like Sharindia or a grandmother like The'kal. I have no idea, and I doubt Elune would know either, I think she's still surprised by everything she can do. You have Trollish traits, bigger hands and your ears don't curve as much as a Night Elf's. Vyre and Sharindia have nothing in common... but then again Vyre was also hand-crafted by Elune rather than created normally like you or anyone else." He shook his head a bit and grinned. "Then I guess I'll just have to be sure to keep her too distracted to worry about your friends. Between Eru, Amere, and the other children she'll be too exhausted bother anyone."<br/><br/>The sun was still an hour away from rising when Vyre flipped her lieutenant out of her bed. Her glowing silver eyes pierced the darkness as she grinned down at the Troll.<span style="color: purple">"Get my men ready and have them meet me at the square. Today we start breaking their spirits."</span>She half-way disappeared into the darkness and made her way out of the house.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>