Karrie shrugged and sipped her water slowly.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Alcohol makes people do stupid things. When you've got a past like hers she's trying to keep buried occasionally things bubble to the surface. It happens to the best of us. And you couldn't see it under the wrapping but her arm was regenerating at an alarming rate, like what a Troll could do in a few years happening in seconds. I kind of want to cut off her other arm just to watch it in person. That was mostly a joke, don't worry. Why don't you just go raise some... no, wait, they were on the old Northrend. Well you could spar with me and exhaust yourself. I'm not much of a brawler but I can render myself invulnerable to you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>