<span style="color: #666600">"I guess you're right. She'll live the rest of her life peacefully now... That's the best I can offer her."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Ah, you prefer to the be doing the riding. I understand."</span>A copy of Ashia's body appeared and The'kal motioned to it.<span style="color: #666600">"This is my mortal lover, her name is Ashia. Our offspring will look like her and whatever body of mine she impregnates. Do you think the world would accept our children? No, so I created an entire continent for my children and her other children to grow up. A continent I will invite you to so that you may have as many children as you desire and can raise them in a safe and welcoming world until they are old enough to explore the world on their own. And Tyrande is just a bitter hag. My son is fucking your goddess, he has a child with Elune, Tyrande still treats him with disdain. If you'd like to teach druid magic we can open a dreamway portal and allow your students to have access to you." </span>She looked back to Vestla and grinned a little.<span style="color: #666600">"Imagine having all the children you want, a village full of women of most races also pregnant and walking around nude without a hint of shame. There's a nice fountain Romas can bend you over with benches for the other ladies to watch."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>