Ophidian snorted at Ras and shook his head.<span style="color: #00b300">"youve never tried to help her have you? i tried it once and she tried to murder me because she didnt like what i said despite it being perfectly true and she certainly hasnt apologized."</span>he frowned and looked at Ras, shaking his head.<span style="color: #00b300">"actually i have treated such wounds when they get out of hand. the woulds this woman has are deep, often infected and poorly treated before she comes to me. the first time she came to me it was because she had lost the use of three of the fingers on her left hand and her pinky had already been rendered useless years before and i couldnt fix that. no, these wounds are either malice or self destructive... one doesnt slice to the bone for fun. but either way my question still stands, do you know anyone who could teach me how to work on mental problems?"</span>Ophidian smirked and nodded, following.<span style="color: #00b300">"im surprised that shop is still here and not back in Gnomergan. i heard ninety percent of the Gnomes had returned to their own city, they have even become exceedingly rare in Stormwind."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>