<span style="color: orange">"I meant them moving in with us and continuing your stuff once we had settled in, but I don't think I'd want to share you with her anymore than Arlokk would so maybe it's for the best they don't come with us." </span>She waved one hand and the gems were placed in three separate chests which then vanished.<span style="color: orange">"So back home then? Or should we look into selling the rest of them? And I guess I should thaw this place too."</span>The ice encasing the building shattered harmlessly and evaporated instantly in the Ironforge heat.<br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"Because I have no further reason to still live, my daughter is safe and happy with her son, she doesn't need me or have any interest in me which is normal for Naga and High Borne. Ibara, as you said, would get over losing me, now I'm not going to go out of my way to get myself killed but I'm not going to avoid dangerous situations either. There's a lot about me you don't know Shauna, there's more to me than just a cold and bitter woman who devotes her life to her pet's happiness. Maybe when the time is right we can sit down and talk about it sometime, but today isn't the time. Valeen, alright, when I can be bothered I will look for her."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"How did dey get out in the first place then, hm? Why would Azshara do what she did to 'em den just let them go? They'd spawn incredibly powerful warriors for da rest of their lives, Azshara is smart enough to see that, they escaped and managed to get teleported out eventually. Ya don't tink they could have been teleported out and avoided the whole thing? Ah, so because she would endure anything dat automatically means she has to, I see how you work now." </span>In Vyre's hand she clutched a small, for her size, locket with a picture her daughter and her mount, but after a moment the image shifted to that of her mother.<span style="color: blue">"She ain't never stopped lovin' you, missin' you, wantin' you back in her life... you jus' make it hard, too hard even fo' her, to take you back. She's already been seen, been here for weeks, kicked or spit on by da High Priestesses o' da temple nobody, cared enough to move da body an' she's too heavy for Ibara to move herself."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>