Ashia looked around with a frown and shook her head.<span style="color: #808080"> "what else did you expect? as old as you are you must have seen every kind of horror these mortals wreak upon themselves..."</span>Ashia looked around with only mild interest and shook her head.<span style="color: #808080"> "they said this world is your's, do with them as you feel is right."</span>she shook her head and wrapped her arms around The'kal.<span style="color: #808080">"this is your world my love, fix it as you see fit, save these people if you see fit to do so, raze the city above if it suites you... i dont know if they are all safe to move, i may hurt them by accident, some are so fragile."</span><br/><br/>Flora smiled a little bitterly and shook her head.<span style="color: #59b300">"why would we be? we used to be mortals long, long, long ago... we evolved to godlike levels of power and shed our physical bodies. and to be perfectly honest your the first of our kind i have met that didnt treat me with derision and even contempt over my affection for plants. well, there is one, the Scholar, she studies our kind, our history, our various abilities, our origins... she may be willing to try it and she is on Azeroth as we speak, she got your mother's permission to study the Zelinas. she of course will do so without contacting them or interfering with their lives. she wont be hard to find either, she is only hiding from mortals, seek her with your powers and she will stand out like a glowing beacon, but she likely wont have a physical body."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>