<span style="color: olive">"You still had hope though, I don't think there's really any way for me to describe what it was like for Arlokk and I to watch him suffer as he did. But he wasn't Azshara's slave so maybe it wasn't as bad as it was for her."</span><span style="color: purple">"I wasn't a slave, I was a soldier, hand picked and..."</span><span style="color: olive">"You were miserable."</span><span style="color: purple">"Don't speak like you know anything about me." </span>The'kal shook her head and waved her off.<span style="color: olive">"You should leave. Don't worry about paying for the toy, I'll charge Ibara for it later." </span>Vyre nodded once and made her way out of the store.<span style="color: olive">"It's good to hear Ras is taking such good care of those he loves, Arlokk and I did nothing to raise him so hearing that he's still doing well is nice. You will die in time, just like Ras and I will, however we're different from mortals. We'll die when we're done not when we're out of time. What being done is, and when it'll happen just varies from person to person. I don't know what I have to do to finish and move on, but I'm sure I'll find it eventually." </span>She shook her head and smiled.<span style="color: olive">"It's not a matter of keeping him interested, it's helping her compete with you and Amere. Amere brings variety to bed, you have your natural scent which he's defenseless against and you're pregnant with his child, what does Shauna offer?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>