<span style="color: indigo">"well then let me give you the grand tour."</span>she turned to head into the dwarven district, humming quietly as she did.<span style="color: indigo"> "this city wasnt nearly in this good a conndition when i was last here and i was the huge novelty, they hadnt seen more then a few Night Elves at the time, this whole port was closed off for one... but i am sad the park was destroyed, it used to be over there."</span>she pointed off where Deathwing had pulverized the old Stormwind park.<br/><br/><span style="color: darkorange">"Relene will not do well in school, shes too mature for kids her size but not big enough to be in the classes her maturity level calls for nor does she have the education for it, so she will hate it. hey leave the dragons alone, Ashia saved my life, their tactics are a bit rough but they are still people and they are welcome in Silvermoon. we just have to learn how to be around them and them us, but if we can handle Worgen and now a few more Naga then half dragons wont be too much of a problem."</span>she shook her head and smirked.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i didnt mind her talking about you, it was nice just having an actual conversation with a Harpy, i may have to see if i can find a group willing to give up their evil ways like her and move them into Silvermoon. besides, her complete faith in you was kinda sweet and adorable. im not about to surrender my free will to you and obey your every whim, i get quite enough of that from Vyre thank you."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: slategray">"well if you dont understand the woman you love then you need to sit down and talk to her and those close to her. and i would suggest you spend some time around some other mortals as well... they view her kind of self sacrifice as a great thing."</span>she snorted again and shook her head.<span style="color: slategray">"umm, no. shes a great piece of ass, we could be friends and she makes me want to stay here and learn to behave but shes hardly my friend yet. Nyarien i spoke to once, she helped me with my scales and i appreciate it but again, we arent friends yet. for me to have a friend i would have to trust someone, i dont even trust my children when it comes to my safety or to do anything too important to me, some are earning it. Ras thinks i can be useful but the first thing he did was show me just how easily he could kill me, hardly a basis for trust and friendship, plus he is a good for nothing Troll, i will never trust him."</span>she growled and shook her head.<span style="color: slategray">"eighteen is hardly dangerous and the last one they killed was a thirteen year old girl who showed great promise both as singer and as a shaman. she wasnt even coming to me, she was traveling with her mother and they killed her at the gates. that hard headed Draenei i cured of that poison for one, shes a bit of a fanatic when it comes to the laws. i could chew that little stable-whore up and spit her out and i know for a fact Ras has disowned her and is disgusted by her."</span>she shook her head and laughed.<span style="color: slategray"> "Ras doesnt scare me, unlike my children. i dont have anything to live for anyway, what can he do but kill me? dont make me laugh. there are things infinately worse then death... like licking the stinking cunt of the Troll woman who is systematically mutating you in agony, watching the results and getting turned on by them and having no choice but to do everything she said. you are so upset about the life you lost, you dont remember it and probably dont remember your transformation either. i remember every agonizing, bone shattering experiment she did on me..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>