<span style="color: yellow">"do i care if youve been stabbed there before? nope..."</span>the Elf shook her head and closed her eyes again.<span style="color: yellow">"yes it is, she needs her powers, things are starting to fall apart... good because we arent ready for her to leave."</span>she rolled her eyes and sighed.<span style="color: darkolivegreen">"actually it needs to be private, i know how addled she is but her memory is fine."</span><span style="color: yellow">"i dont want to be horny, its uncomfortable."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"right has little do to with it, im tired of watching people throw their lives away."</span>she shrugged slightly and smiled faintly.<span style="color: purple">"i cant argue with that, the Night Elves gave me the title, i am just what i am. i dont care if i upset you, you upset me by causing the scene you did in this room. if i hadnt fucked with your memories you would have just done it again over and over. actually you cant because you cant get the supplies to craft anything and i dont much care what you want, no one ever cares what i want." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>