<span style="color: #00ffff">"vodka is the only good thing the Drakkari Trolls ever made besides Rachel. thankfully the Dwarves, ever interested in new ways of getting inebriated, stole the recipe. it is a clear, potent alcohol that has a unique effect on the Naga brain similar to good absinthe on a Human and that is made by the Worgen. i know you have some because aunt Sharindia stocked that liquor cabinet and if there is one thing aunt Sharindia excels at it is over preparing... so about the time i get to my sixth shot i will be catching a buzz that would make any shaman weep with envy and by the time i empty the bottle i won't be able to finish a three syllable word, tell you which was is up or care one little bit about any of my problems. and since i am not drinking half a keg of that smoking shit that Uncle Ophidian drinks i won't even be hung over in the morning, just a little slow for an hour or so."</span>Relene shook her head with a faint sigh. "race doesn't matter, they are all capable of truly idiotic behavior."<br/><br/>Zelina let Rayne feel her up and besides the tail she felt exactly like the priestess Rayne remembered and she smelled just the same as well.<span style="color: #b30000">"and i have loved you since the moment i saw you, your still my Rayne... so fierce, so beautiful..."</span>she shuddered a little before she broke the kiss and shook her head.<span style="color: #b30000">"but we have to slow down, we did just meet and i am a proper lady and a priestess."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>