Relene sighed angrily and shook her head. "not you too... mom tells me that all the time, its infuriating." the Harpy nodded but looked down.<span style="color: teal">"still feel bad, got her hurt, she too nice to be hurt."</span>the Troll shook his head and followed after Ras.<span style="color: gray">"your telling me mon... makes me think twice bout havin one oh me own."</span>the Harpy smiled at him but with the blood drying on her face it looked almost sinister.<span style="color: gray"> "no offense but your one Troll i never wanted to meet, but the rumors didnt say you had such a... diverse or large family."</span>he caught the beer deftly and opened it in one movement before he chugged half of it and then laughed.<span style="color: gray">"i dun tink my Orc wife would 'ppreciate me bringin home stray vultures, she a jealous and violent ting, keeps me on mah toes and keeps me happy and well fed."</span><br/><br/>Elune shook her head and sighed angrily.<span style="color: purple">"im going to get to the bottom of this..." </span><span style="color: green">"mother you need to calm down, the anger flowing off you is dark and deeply rooted. this is a day for celebration, not anger."</span><span style="color: green">"everytime i leave my home something else springs up to complicate my life, i cant even go shopping without something coming up."</span>she shook her head before looking up, the sounds of battle growing louder and nearer.<span style="color: purple"> "i meant what i said Ophidian, i want you to go home and be a father to your children. youve spent your whole life earning your rest now go take it... ill make sure this battle is won."</span>she stepped away from them and raised her hands in the air, the light around her being sucked into twin balls flowing around her hands until it was nearly night and then she slammed one hand down into the dirt, the light arcing out in every direction and pulsing. each strand of light pulled back the body of a dead Night, High or Blood Elf to surround the goddess and when the last one returned each body flashed blindingly as she ressurected all of them.<span style="color: purple"> "you have fought and died bravely but this world still needs you, fight on with my blessing."</span>the Elves were slow to start getting up, some suffering from ressurecion sickness much worse then the others and she turned to hug Cenarius before she headed to her Hippogryph, hiding the trails of blood running from her nose.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>