Tyrande had been out of her room for all of five minutes before Nyaka jumped out of the shadows and tackled her with a grin.<span style="color: darkorange"> "Priestess, I hope your day is going well?" </span>Crimzon grabbed for Nyaka but the Troll turned Elf simply rolled away.<span style="color: darkred">"Come with me, peacefully. Assault on the High Priestess is the highest of offenses but-" </span>The construct's speech was cut short by Nyaka grabbing the floating blade and spitting on it causing Crimzon to grab it and furiously try to wipe it clean.<span style="color: darkorange">"Liches are strange things, spit on their phylacteries and they lose their minds. Anyways, I've come to... talk to you about Jenjayah. And if you don't want to deal with me then you can deal with Ras, but you should be warned, he's recently developed a taste for powerful and mature Elves with small breasts."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>