<span style="color: #006666">"in Azeroth years i am close to twenty thousand, the math is far too complex for me... we lived on planets with longer and shorter years, hell we lived on one planet with longer and shorter days. its all too much for me to calculate, i can't even pinpoint my birthday anymore. they got Morah to pout so i let them pick a day to celebrate my birth. i have no aunts or uncles left alive and i haven't been laid since Draenor... but that was a drunken night with an Orc man six months before things started to go bad so there is that."</span>she looked at him and shook her head.<span style="color: #006666">"i can lift a struggling Tauren man thank you very much." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>