<span style="color: olive">"Well I think I can do a little more than just 'an Elf', a little more creativity, but it'll give me a base to start with."</span>She nodded a bit and smiled.<span style="color: olive">"They will have them. Them, in particular, is the ability to detect the feelings and emotions of those around them. Relene has also been murdered once and grown up in the eye of a storm. Our home will be filled with love and peace, our continent free of corruption and the insanity that plagued it before. When they leave to travel to Kalimdor or Eastern Kingdoms they'll be older and in control of their powers. And most of our children will be born from my body in a more normal means, the three we have on the way will be more like me and less like you."</span><br/><br/>At the mention of mating with the harpies most of the men in the room fell silent and one of the two vocal Trolls looked at the matriarch.<span style="color: blue">"Ain't none in our lands, but I bet dey could find mates out in de jungle wit us. I mean, she ain't be too pretty, but most Troll women ain't either."</span>Both Trolls burst into laughter and even Vol'jin had to bite back a chuckle.<span style="color: blue">"We ain't got no harpies in our lands, but dey be welcome. Lots o' trees for houses, and if ya don't want us warrin' no more dey can live on our battlegrounds." </span>The other Troll nodded in agreement.<span style="color: red">"Vol'jin get de Naga, we get some o' de pretty birdies. If dey ain't violent and crazy I tink they could be... fun to have 'round. Lots of fun, even."</span>Baine shook his head and pointed to the two Trolls.<span style="color: brown">"If the ones on Mulgore are willing, these two can have them."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>