Ibara smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: orange"> "im hardly a cook but i suggest you cut off the feet and head, pull out its feathers and organs and let Amere handle the rest."</span>she shrugged and shook her head.<span style="color: orange"> "well you should understand the relationship drama from Sharindia's side at least, Vyre is her daughter, your a mother. the rumors only tell half of it and only the bad parts, he does alot of good things, of course he also fucks up half of those good things... im sure he wont be too long, Amere will beat his ass if he spends the day away from home after yesterday."</span>she shook her head and sighed.<span style="color: orange"> "its more complicated then that... the body that did the damage was Nyaka, a god hunter but she was posessed by Mar'li, as to what Mar'li really is that depends who you ask. if your any good at training troops then yes, we hav found outselves more and more in need of an actual army, which is sad really."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"and my people dont take your acts of violence lightly."</span>Tyrande shook her head.<span style="color: purple"> "you will collect your High Priestess from my prison and take her from my city, the reports say she was muttering in Trollish before the attack and they only caught two words they could repeat clearly enough to me, the Trollish word for 'Dragon' and 'rape'. correction, the Elven people own this tree, im not queen, we havent had a queen since Azshara, im just their leader."</span>she shook her head and sighed.<span style="color: purple">"honestly Ras i dont remember everyone's name, i used to long ago but there have been too many priestesses in ten thousand years for me to remember them all."</span>she raised one brow before she laughed though there was no real joy in it.<span style="color: purple">"welcome to how you make me feel, you hurt my people, you hurt my goddess, you let your mother kill her and i can do nothing to either of you. as for Ophidian i need him brought to me as soon as can be arranged safely, several of the more powerful priestesses have had similar incidences, suddenly turning on eachother in the worst ways... we found a cure quite by accident, one pair of priestesses, sisters fought on the high balcony, it was only when the older threw her little sister off the balcony and into the waters of the fountain that the younger came to her senses. we had to force the others into the water to jar them back to their senses... they spoke of a horrible pain when Elune's body died and then feeling empty, as though all their hopes, joys and trust had been turned to poison. Vyre's body was recovered only to be forcibly taken from this city by the Naga and i have no intention of sending anyone after them."</span>she shook her head and took a seat and pulled a bottle out of her desk and set it down.<span style="color: purple">"this is how i deal with your visits and those of your more violent family members, i accept what happened, take a good long drink and get on with life because thats all i can do. i cant ressurect the people you or Nyaka kill, i cant make you stop forcing people into my life and making my already hard job harder. you cant kill your brother for something you failed to prevent, you cant kill your mother, you cant ressurect Elune and you cant avoid the hurricane of emotions Sharindia and Ibara are going to endure at the loss of their monster. to be honest i think what Ophidian did to her was just, she tried to kill him, her own descendant and all because he wanted to heal and protect her. and before you ask how i know this, i have a spy keeping tabs on him, mostly for his own protection."</span><br/><br/>Saravess blinked at the priestess and shook her head.<span style="color: cyan">"who are you?"</span>the priest sighed angrily and tugged his robe straight. "i have no intention of having anything further to do with her, i dont care what the high Priestess orders." he turned and started walking away.<span style="color: cyan">"but i didnt do anything."</span>"and i will not risk my life for you." he dissapeared and Saravess' shoulders slumped.<span style="color: cyan"> "im going to be an acolyte forever..." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>