The'kal nodded in agreement and leaned against Ashia.<span style="color: olive">"I'm glad too. Well remember that Vyre is both ancient and a Night Elf, they have a lot of stamina but it's all gone after one round. And before you argue, a Highborne is nothing more than a Night Elf from a higher, and no longer existing class. She's a Night Elf just like the one you'd get a blow job from in Goldshire." </span>She grinned and grabbed Ashia's crotch in return.<span style="color: olive"> "We're going to be doing plenty of warming up when we get home. Once we make my new body we're going to need to give it a very thorough testing. It'd be a shame for me to make a body that can't stand up to childbirth and the fullest extent of your lust."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: brown">"Kalian isn't a Trollish name and Gali... Vol'jin, why do I know that name?"</span>"She be de offspring of the sea goddess, one of dem. I tink... she be de Farraki goddess?"<span style="color: brown">"That's incredibly obscure and I probably wouldn't ever hear that in casual conversation." </span>The Troll shrugged and Baine looked at Eldryn.<span style="color: brown">"I do think we're done here. Tyrande and I will arrange a meeting in the near future to discuss the future of our lands... you can blow the Eastern Kingdoms and its inhabitants off the map if you'd like. That was humor, I wouldn't actually do that. I would like to meet with this Matron of yours, Nalo you call her? She strikes me as a curious creature. I never expect a Draenei woman to be so... brash." </span><span style="color: blue">"She is not one of ours, she is something not entirely normal. Her mind was... it reminded me of one of those Gnomish inventions, the ones that keep time? Her thoughts don't flow like water, they're like blocks sliding around, fitting perfectly into place as if everything is a single plan and everything she does works. A truly fascinating mind."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>