Ashia rolled her eyes and shook her head.<span style="color: #404040">"yes dear."</span>she smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: #404040"> "of course dear, whatever you say dear."</span>Anna giggled quietly and shook her head as she sat back down with her timer.<br/><br/>Tyrande smirked bitterly and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">"Vyre is defective. she is supposed to be devoted to the protection and care of the Night Elven people. instead she is violently obsessed with protecting whatever broken woman she has currently fixated on to the detriment of everyone and everything else around her. i did her job for ten thousand years and when she finally showed her face in Night Elven lands again she threatened me and the people she is supposed to protect... now, when Elune chose a male Naga of all fucking things as her champion and told me of his honestly zealous efforts to protect my people i learned to tolerate his truly ugly face and disgusting appearance and welcomed him with open arms. i was the High Priestess of a religion, i have executed people for serious acts of blasphemy so yes, it's a bad thing. marriage is for short lived mortals and extremely devoted immortals who's relationship has already withstood at least a thousand years."</span>she raised one brow and then huffed.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i stopped aging long before i was even a thousand years old thank you very much." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>