<span style="color: #5900b3">"Well I might be mortal now, we'll have to see what happens to me in the future. I think... you should just call me your love, or something similar. I'm too self-conscious about my physical appearance to accept comments about it."</span><br/><br/>Ras sighed and Ibara then looked at Sylavandra. "I find that a hard threat to believe to when you didn't even know how you liked a steak prepared before I did it for you. Could you really handle cooking a Tauren steak? Maybe I'll turn into a slinky... nah, I don't even feel comfortable joking about that. Alright. Well I guess I can just try out different races and see what I feel the most comfortable in." He flashed and turned into a male Tauren with snow white fur and a light gray mane. His hair fell down on either side of his head in thick braids and he looked down at his hands. "Mmm, this is... a strange feeling."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>