"i dont give a damn if you believe me or not, its the truth. oh Ibara matters to me and i do apologize for trying to kill you, i let my own feelings about you treating our goddess like a dog get under my skin and then i remembered, i dont belong in her bedroom and got over it. you can believe that because if i hadnt i would have taken this as a perfect opportunity to kill you... unconscious, your innards exposed... if i still wanted you dead you would be." she shrugged a little but then froze that way as did the glass just before it touched the egg, the Tauren's song also freezing in place as a cloaked Night Elf appeared by the glass and she grabbed it.<span style="color: gray">"i will not allow you to kill my grandchild Vyre."</span>the Elf turned on her daughter and granddaughter before she flipped her hood back before she reverted to ancient Darnassian.<span style="color: gray"> "still so angry my daughter... ive watched over you for ten thousand years and i still cant figure out where it comes from."</span>she walked over to the bed and set the glass on the table before she cupped her daughter's cheek.<span style="color: gray">"im sorry i couldnt stop what happened to you but even i cant survive the kinds of pressure down there without time and unlike you i cant just swim down to Nazjatar." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>