<span style="color: Purple">"Yep, and I'm tough but not crazy feral druid resistant, I've seen what those people? animals? can do. There was that one Draenei back at the mansion that uh... what was her name, the crazy Troll, whatever her name was she had a Draenei friend/pet. Maybe I can track her down for you. I have faith you'll do the right thing and live happily with her."</span><br/><br/>The Naga whined uncomfortably as she was touched by Ibara but didn't seem all too mobile anymore. The woman's mind was a hurricane of fear of both Ibara and Vyre but deeper in Ibara would learn that she was a runaway from Azshara's kingdom and had met a young Naga that appeared to be a splitting image of Vyre.<span style="color: DarkRed"> "Ssshe saw... her daughter's mount and blade... Queen Azshara confirmed thisss, Lady Vyre's daughter livesss, and she's just the monssster her mother was. But she's young, impressionable, I tracked down Lady Vyre hoping she'd sssave her from my Queen, Azshara'sss become interested in her talents... she's apt with the blade like her mother."</span>The fear in the Naga's mind cleared up and she slowly placed a shaky hand on Ibara's shoulder and pulled herself up. She looked over at Vyre who was idly spinning a blade between all four hands.<span style="color: Indigo"> "Can I skin her yet?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>