<span style="color: purple">"I've cut down many black dragon, one of my most prized tridents is crafted out of bone and scale, and tempered with an ill-aimed flame breath. I've seen their way of life, it's why I'm distrustful of you, but because of the aid you offered my pet I'm willing to work with you and build trust over time. So you killed the rapist and raped her yourself?"</span>Vyre shrugged and was silent as she wrote out her letter, only looking up as Ibara came in.<span style="color: purple">"Aside from this thought splintering headache, I'm actually feeling better than ever. Whatever Nalo did, it undid what Azshara did to me to keep my magic suppressed. I'll need to talk to her again about it later, maybe when I get the testimonial from her new friend." </span>She finished up her letter and motioned Ibara over.<span style="color: purple">"We're making a trip to Stormwind in a few weeks, if Ashia can prove to me that she can behave in public I'll offer her a spot at my side when we go. Just in case things get messy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>