"A priest being so emotional isn't a priest I'd want to train Sarevess anyways. He was acting like a child and I put him on time-out during my meeting with Tyrande." He shook his head and walked into the tent to inspect it. "Sarevess needs a priest who will be willing to take her in, she's worked too hard to let me be the reason she fails." He left after a moment and sighed. "What if a rumor began to spread throughout Darnassus that Ras was slain by another Loa? Only Tyrande and that a few sentinels would know otherwise, people might be more willing to help Sarevess if they aren't scared of me getting involved with her."<br/><br/>Arlokk bought a pastry as well and shook his head.<span style="color: darkgreen">"This'll be fine, I just want a little something. I haven't had a decent meal since this morning, and before that it was when Nyaka made us dinner before we moved from Darnassus to the jungle."</span><br/><br/>Vyre shook her head and and kissed Ibara's forehead.<span style="color: purple">"No my love, but you should anyways. I've missed you and don't want Ras to steal you away from me again."</span>The'kal lifted the two up magically and sat them both on the bed.<span style="color: olive">"With your permission, Ibara, I would like to cleanse the Dead Scar and repair the other half of Silvermoon as a way of apologizing. If you'd like, I can also give you the powers the Loa and Elune have denied you. I know nothing will make up for the pain of losing Vyre, but I hope that I can begin to make up for my errors. I've spent too much time pretending to be a Loa, too many people I've hurt trying to follow arbitrary rules. My power is limitless and this world is putty in my hands, but all I do is cause trouble for the mortals I tell myself I love."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>