"You raise a good point, I'll talk to her mother and see if she ever mates with a half decent person and brings any worthwhile children to this world. If not... but then again I'm not sure that's something I'd really want to do to your mother, she may be a worthless dragon abomination and less of a person than Nalo. But she's not really a bad person... of course, if I had the chance and time to undo the magic that made her into what she is, she wouldn't have the issues she does now and it wouldn't matter. I'm torn." He laughed quietly and shook his head. "You don't know anything about Amere or how badly she wants to be a mother, she's also my wife so that should tell you she's got more than enough of a temper to break some skulls." He laughed harder as a shadow impaled the Gnome from behind and lifted up then spun her around to stare into the darkness under his cowl.<span style="color: blue">"Sssilly mortal... we are not controlled... by the Matron... we follow willingly. Ssshe gave usss an essscape from thisss world... We will ssslaughter your kin from every ssshadow they hide in... if you touch our Matron again."</span>The cloaked figure slid the Gnome off its blade and dropped her onto Ras' lap where he healed her before she had a chance to bleed out.<span style="color: orange">"Note to self: Sleep with the lights on from this day forward."</span>Ras poked the Gnome a few times to make sure she was okay then shook his head. "There's a difference between not knowing how and not caring to, my... people are idiots, ruled by old laws, rites, and trials. Unlike the Darkspear who are moving into the future with the Horde, my people still hide in the shadows of the jungles, forests, in the sands of Tanaris, and even in the Stonetalon mountains. There's also the issue of my true form being larger than people tend to expect, I can't just shift on a whim... not to mention the terrible pain when I go back to this body."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>