Tae'lo'ren was far too weak to take serious action, but he wasn't too weak to take his lover in his arms and hold her. His arms still retained enough strength to comfort Elariel, to drape her in his protective embrace. "You did nothing wrong, Elariel, it is Roe'nor and Neras who are wrong. They do not seek to save their land or their people, to help them survive and thrive in symbiosis; they crave power, they allow their tainted blood to direct their thoughts and actions." The hunter was silent for several moments, cradling his mage lover, pondering the feasibility of rescuing Aidyn, Solarius, and Tiern. Even if they were able to rescue the three, what would happen to their families? Could Elariel's magic possibly enhance his Fel-tainted blood and make him a more formidable adversary?<br/><br/>Soft hunter's lips gently pressed to Elariel's ear. "I know you are likely not thinking about this, but before I promised to tell you why I was glowing, though I'm sure you can already guess," he gently moved Elariel just far enough so their eyes met. "I'm tainted with Fel power. The short of it is that I was one of Illidan's first experiments. I escaped because, in the beginning, he was not completely enslaving and warping the minds of his victims, and I had enough sense left in me, along with several others, to flee." His now golden eyes glowed pleasantly, even mischievously. "What I'm wondering is if your magic could enhance my power?"<br/><br/>His instinct told him he was asking much of Elariel to consider, perhaps too much. He was asking her to enhance his Fel taint, to continue the experiment that Illidan started. He wasn't certain if Elariel was considering another plan, but his eyes were pleading, letting her know that he could not abandon those three innocent lives and their families. He could still call Aeo'leth, and he in turn could bring some of those gnomish gateways to bring reinforcements.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>