<span style="color: #99ffff">“That’s unfortunate, but I suppose it’s to be expected on such a diverse planet. Um… I’m not sure what these mortals have for you to show me.”</span><span style="color: #336600">“How about a library? Lots of stories and knowledge there.” </span><span style="color: #99ffff">“That sounds perfect.”</span><br/><br/>“<span style="color: #666600">Because you’re right. The Horde and Alliance have ruined everything they’ve touched with their petty wars, blind loyalty and hatred… They’ve lost sight of what it means to be alive. To live and laugh.” </span>Despite being forced to grow the wheat, the fields were being grown under the same meticulous care as the vineyards but there were more people out tending to this field.<span style="color: #666600"> “When would you like to visit Pandaria with me? So that I can show you what life is really like.”</span><br/><br/>Elerona took a few deep breaths and nodded.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Alright, you got me. I’m… I’ll get it together, I promise. Well no matter how gross we get I can just use it as an excuse to get you into the bath or shower.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>