<span style="color: blue">"I'm not a heretic, I worship no false gods nor do I force my beliefs on others. I follow a different goddess than you but I help all the same people with all the same compassion any follower of Elune would. My life and soul still belong to Elune, but now I work under a different banner. Thinking of The'kal as a goddess of the enemy is just..." </span>The priest shook her head and looked down.<span style="color: blue">"She's more than just a Troll goddess, she's a goddess who takes the shape of a Troll. She- I have personally been sent as far as Thunder Bluff and to a Goblin camp in Stonetalon. She doesn't help only Trolls, but I don't mean to... look, Elune is my goddess, I am a Night Elf, but I serve The'kal in life and Elune in death." </span><span style="color: darkred">"I've had enough of your mouth, traitor." </span>Crimzon tried to punch the priestess who dodged the blow and swept the sentinel's feet out from under her.<span style="color: blue"> "Our priestess said no more violence, you would be wise to listen lest you end up fishing that toy of yours out of the moonwell." </span>She pulled the sentinel to her feet and headed back towards the temple.<span style="color: darkred"> "I'm getting slow. My blood must be cooling down again."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>