"Me? Flaws? My love, I am as perfect as they come, any imperfections you see are merely reflections of yourself when you stare into my eyes." He stuck his tongue out at Sharindia and finished his drink. "She's definitely worth investigating, if for no other reason than to meet another, more reasonable, version of The'kal. Well I didn't get any response so I'm just going to assume she doesn't have it. I know where she lives so we can just pay her a visit whenever she returns. If she ever does."<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"Oh? Why would I hear them? I don't even know who or where they are." </span>She snuggled back up against Flora and shrugged.<span style="color: #5900b3">"My mother's probably fucked every man, woman, and everything in between on Azeroth and every planet between here and there. Whoever the Troll is I wouldn't be surprised if we were related. Of course, this is all under the assumption that I'd be willing to see The'kal as my mother... I don't. She may have created me, but my demonic parents raised me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>