Emily squeezed Frank’s hand softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #4d4dff">“My love, one day soon she will wander off to explore and be independent. I can’t… I can’t treat her like a mortal child, I have to accept that it’s entirely likely that she will walk out of the house one day and I will never see her again.”</span><br/><br/>While Ash’alah growled at Mishi, the raptor bounced around her and squawked playfully. “Pick a fight? I asked them to deliver a simple package to you, I would have left without ever seeing you but they drew their weapons and began to threaten me.” He looked into her eyes and hugged her tight, making Crimzon snarl deeply and the Sentinels raise their weapons. Rolland only held the hug briefly before stepping back and walking to his raptor. “Like I said, I don’t know who Ras is but I know the name. And I don’t know who The’kal is. You- Tyrande of my time gave birth to me but she was impregnated by another woman. I don’t know the details or who the other woman was, you and Crimzon have always been my family.” He whacked Mishi on the head to get her to stop trying to play with Tyrande’s saber and removed a small box. Meanwhile, through their connection, Tyrande was feel Crimzon’s fury rapidly boiling to the surface. Rolland eventually returned to Tyrande and handed her the box. Inside was a silver baby’s blanket, similar to the one she once wrapped Relene in, and on top of it sat the rings Tyrande and Crimzon shared but there was also a third. “I was conceived almost fifty years after Malfurion’s passing. And I lived here with you, Crimzon, and your handmaidens until I set out on my own.” He smiled at her a little. “I don’t know what these are, I took them in a foolish act of rebellion as a child but my Tyrande always cherished this box. Seeing as I can’t give it back to my mother it’s yours if you want it. This is all I came here for, to offer you this small box and then be on my way. I am-“ He was cut off as Crimzon charged him and threw the entire weight of her body into him and sent him tumbling.<span style="color: #660000">“She said begone, and instead you linger and offer her petty trinkets.” </span>Rolland sat up and rubbed his chest as Crimzon brought her massive blade down which he narrowly rolled away from. “Hey, that’s not really necessary!” While he was quick on his feet, he clearly wasn’t related to Ras as Crimzon caught him quickly and began to slam him into a tree, much to the joy of the previously embarrassed sentinels.<span style="color: #660000">“If you won’t leave us be I’ll make sure you never bother my mate or anyone else again.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>