<span style="color: darkgreen">"You aren't Tyrande. You have done Nyaka innumerable favors, she has threatened to throw Nyaka's loved ones out of the city." </span>Arlokk shrugged and smiled.<span style="color: darkgreen"> "Then when you and Sarevess meet up you can do it at our house, Kuro can watch the children while you, Sarevess, and Kitori discuss your future."</span>He nodded once and checked to see if any tea remained.<span style="color: darkgreen"> "Good, she needs the rest. Though I can't imagine Kuro will be happy to spend that much time with Karren down in Goldshire. But then again maybe, she hasn't been laid in quite a while and it's definitely been getting to her."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"Don't give me an excuse to try." </span>She watched him go to the table but seemed quite happy to sit on the bar stool, and even more happy to down her first mug as it was offered to her.<span style="color: purple">"The High Priestesses all have death wishes, I'm willing to bet Morah will kill herself bringing back Nalo. And Ras, being the cow lover that he is, will come to her rescue. That's just how I think it'll play out, for all we know Morah doesn't even care anymore, she seemed to not care at all that Nalo was in trouble. It's interesting you don't want Nalo to come back though, without Nalo I'd never fuck your mother again. I'd have no way of disposing of the eggs and your mother can't give me a reason to keep them. Without the Draenei my pet would have been dead and your mother would still be slinking around in the shadows raping women and fucking whores."</span>She took another deep drink and let out a content sigh.<span style="color: purple">"Alcohol, my old friend, it's been too long."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: purple">"Oh so the Infinite wouldn't want to employ powers like mine? That's a very bold statement to make. But alright, I'll go back to my time, just don't get upset if I make myself an only child."</span>She held out her hand and her blade flew back to it.<span style="color: purple">Though I get the feeling we'll be having this same conversation in another twenty-two years."</span>She smirked and folded her arms.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>