<span style="color: #4da6ff">"You aren't qualified to speak about my people, yet you run your mouth like a Gnome woman around a Tauren penis." </span>The'kal burst into a fit of giggles and Selma nodded once.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"The first. He had great workshop in a place known as the Storm Peaks. He created your people to watch and make more things in his absence. But like the Dwarves and my people, you changed and became soft and mortal. An improvement, I think."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>