Ibara reached up to cover her face and she nodded.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i know, i know... but now you ask me to pray again and my Elven side screams for me to slap you. im happy to hear that and i will never stop, even if it takes me twenty thousand years to bring peace to that damned world. im sure it has but if i can bring peace to every race on Azeroth and have them living in one city i think one of you can make Troll and Elven magic get along in a single being. i know i can handle it, Blood Elves handle all forms of magic better then any other race except the Naga."</span>she looked up at Bethekk and shook her head.<span style="color: darkorange"> "i cant see that... i meant you two knock some sending into Venoxious, Ras i can handle if i were forced to."</span>she shuddered and bit back a soft groan before she nodded.<span style="color: darkorange"> "so im going to have to ressurect his troublesome rump and convince him to worship a female... you do like to set hard tasks. alright, ill go deal with stubborn."</span>she bowed her head slightly to each of them before she turned and walked out of the temple and vanished a moment later and appeared next to Ras.<span style="color: darkorange">"i dont suppose you would care to go to my city and relax for a while?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>