Small images of everyone who lived in Ras' home appeared on the table.<span style="color: #666600"> "As you can see it's quite a collection. Not every woman belongs to Ras and they're likely to argue that they own him. And those will be your siblings, Amber, Relene, and Kalian. Amber will probably love you from day one, Relene is damaged from her past that was out of anyone's control, and Kalian is a good boy but he's quiet."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"My people nearly drove themselves to extinction, I was groomed from infancy to become Empress of our people. People who planted a growth in my mind that made me irrationally terrified of my own kind and I slaughtered many innocents while I kidnapped Elune, butchered my own surviving daughter, and fled to a little rock to hide among the Titans... I was here having a complete nervous breakdown while the mortal races were still in the concept stage of their creation. Mortals don't scare me so I try to help them however I can to ease my guilty conscious. But more often than not I make things worse..." </span>She looked at the fruit in her hands and it gained a floral smell reminiscent of a basket of fresh fruit.<span style="color: #666600">"Like this?"</span><br/><br/>Still huge with Ashia's egg the tiny woman smiled to Amere and magiced her clean with a wave.<span style="color: #b30000">"She wants you to know that you're going to be adoptinf a six year old Draenei-Blood Elf half breed with a dead mother and no memories of her abusive father. She'll be here tonight and sleep for two days."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>