<span style="color: #b30059">"well, Crimzon... i wish i had loyal Sentinels around me twenty years ago... but i don't see it being overly needed these nights."</span>Elune pursed her lips and nodded.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "of all the Timelost i have met i find his existence most... unlikely. most of them are plausible but Tyrande despises just about every aspect of Ras' personality... but yes, he is practically a child and all he wanted was to see his family. Tyrande's rejection was hard enough on the boy but you definitely owe him an apology if he will agree to see you."</span>Elrayne looked at Crimzon's hand and kept hers back with a shake of her head.<span style="color: #b30059">"i am tainted and unworthy to touch Tyrande, Elune or anyone they hold dear... it's actually quite a challenge to keep my corruption from touching the Moonwell."</span><span style="color: #5900b3"> "he didn't make you drink enough Priestess, it got your body, it severed our connection but other then that... you couldn't corrupt a dead branch let alone a Moonwell. maybe, if you really got extremely energetic and intimate with a wooden dildo it might make it just the tiniest bit Fel."</span>despite her dark, ruddy complexion the Satyr blushed darkly and squirmed making Elune chuckle.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "i have no idea if Nalo could use her but i doubt the people would accept her presence. she is for all intents and purposes a Demon and made from a Night Elf..."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000ff">"but i left him in his crib when i went to eat."</span>she smiled and squeezed Ana.<span style="color: #0000ff">"then enjoy having me to yourself. Karrie taught me to be kind and affectionate... if you had met me before i met Karrie i probably would have treated you with the same cold indifference that i treated everyone with. i thought that i was nothing but a useful monster and if my powers weren't needed my only desire was to be left alone to brood on my past. the only reason i even spoke to Karrie was because i had no desire to intentionally piss off someone with the power she had at her disposal. the wounds Karrie inflicted on me taught me to be thoughtful, to think about how my words and actions affect others and to try to find ways to help even if i don't know what to do or say."</span>she looked up and smirked.<span style="color: #0000ff">"speak of the devil and she shall saunter in." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>