Sharindia frowned faintly and then rolled her eyes.<span style="color: #003366">"yes, he really is your brother, he is my son with Ras... he doesn't really smell like Ras because he grew up for twelve years in another place so i could protect him from the woman who cursed Rayne."</span><br/><br/>Order looked up from her mug of ale and slowly frowned at The'kal.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i like drinking and feeling drunch... itsh not like anyone caresh how i feel anyway... you jusht yell at me, Delithia yells at me... all anyone wantsh ish for me to do whatever they need done and then go away."</span>she took another swig and the Pandaren woman smirked. "godlike constitution, ha!" she looked at The'kal incredulously and shook her head obviously tipsy but not nearly as inebrated as Order. "she is crying in my ale because she can't walk anymore and I'm guessing you are the one that broke her heart."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>