<span style="color: #666600">"I guess that's one way to look at it. I sometimes forget you're not as short-sighted as your brother."</span>She shrugged and leaned back in her chair.<span style="color: #666600">"Wouldn't do much, the water is cleaner than what's in their homes. Mortal waste is now converted into life energy which will just help the surrounding regions thrive. No more Duskwood, no more barren Westfall. I'll just have to monitor it so it doesn't become another jungle." </span><span style="color: #5900b3">"So you really can do anything with your power?" </span><span style="color: #666600">"Yep." </span><span style="color: #5900b3">"Can you make it so I can get pregnant more often? Ju-just curious!" </span><span style="color: #666600">"You have two children and a home to run, I don't think you need anymore. And no, I promised Elune I wouldn't change any Night Elves."</span><span style="color: #000000"> She looked at Ophidian.</span><span style="color: #666600"> "Or any other race she claims ownership of." </span><span style="color: #5900b3">"I was just asking... for a friend. She lives a few houses down, I didn't mean me. I know we'll have plenty."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>