<span style="color: purple">"When are you going to understand that she's a Troll and a Blood Elf? I understand you're a Night Elf lover, but Blood Elves and Trolls are very different than your favored purple skinned Elves. Well like I said, women of this age are all stupid and loving them is only going to lead to either frustration or heartache." </span>Vyre shrugged and looked over at her daughter again.<span style="color: purple">"That's what Sarevess did, I can't tell you the number of bones of hers I broke both because I could and because I hated her for what she did. But I am rather proud to say most of her former pets have been rehabilitated successfully by me and live or lived happy lives in and near Darnassus. Yes, yes, you're real scary and dangerous to the average Naga, but I'm bored of it... I do almost regret smashing that egg, raising Nyarien was the greatest and most fulfilling thing I've ever done. But I will accept only the best, and that child would have been anything but, great aunt or not I think a child with you would be acceptable."</span>She shrugged again and closed her eyes.<span style="color: purple">"My mother could have stopped it, before Azshara let the demons invade she could have killed her, but no, she sat idly by and let the world fall apart around her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>