<span style="color: #99ffff">“Sorry, sorry! It’s just so exciting. Ah, there’s so many things to read and learn here.” </span>He shrugged to his mother and looked back at the Draenei.<span style="color: #99ffff">“If you say so. The Eredar were so much stronger though.”</span><span style="color: #336600">“What a picky woman. We weren’t hurting anything.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">“I am fairly well traveled. I’ve even been to Kul Tiras and Zandalar. I may have Eternal power at my disposal but all of my vines are naturally occurring in nature. Mostly, some are hybrids from a small farm in Pandaria. Technically I used my power to create those, the farmer’s haven’t conceived their child who would eventually become my supplier. They may live that way under threat of monsters, but that changes nothing. It’s still peaceful and may be good for you.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>