the shopkeeper, a very old man frowned slightly and then rubbed his eyes. "your one of those Dran-eye arent you? what do you want with so much Taurem clothing? and what you see is what i got, my mate and i cant sew so fast anymore." he started looking through the clothes, adding up a total but he was rather slow at the math. "i usually only sell one or two items at a time."<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000b3">"yeah, well shes gotten worse... there was so much hatred in her voice."</span>she sighed and looked at Ras.<span style="color: #0000b3">"with the removal of the Humans, Gnomes and almost all the Draenei from this city there are only two mages left... there are other Night Elven mages im sure but the hatred of the general populace drove the rest out into the country. of the two that are still here one doesnt offer portals at all so the other can charge whatever he wants."</span>Sellendra nodded before yelping as dozens of items started appearing in the house starting with a crib and culminated in a set of bottles before Sharindia returned.<span style="color: #003366">"there, everything they will need and i have a special offer to make."</span>she grinned at Nyaka, her loopyness only seeming to have grown.<span style="color: #003366">"i learned that Naga spell they use instead of diapers, that way all the baby's... messes, are teleported far, far away the second they, well, exit..."</span>she giggled quietly and leaned down to look at the child. "<span style="color: #003366">that would mean you never get to pee on mommy, wouldnt that be good? yes it would."</span>she looked at Nyaka with a grin.<span style="color: #003366">"but its your choice."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>